Hunters call it a fragment to absorb or inherit the power of another being, but that’s just grouping them all together for convenience, and the power belonging to each fragment is different.
In some cases, the subject of power was a witch who was a boss mob, as in the case of Sumire, in other cases, it was a hunter who had been sealed in a tower, and in other cases, it was a being that was generally unimaginable.
However, the convenience that Lorelai gained was by far the best among them.
– I’m Chronoa,
– As the goddess who governs time, I would like to welcome you as a believer.
My first encounter with Chronoa.
It was inside the barrier where the ordeal was taking place.
In a way, it was fate.
In a way, it was inevitable.
Lorelai is the first hunter to possess the trait of [Time Manager]. Chronoa had long coveted Lorelai.
The strongest teacher who recognized Lorelai’s potential. Witch Aris.
The Goddess of Time who willingly handed over her side to Lorelai. Chronoa.
It wasn’t difficult for Lorelai to become stronger.
– A mentally devastated person can collapse even with this level of barrier. Of course, you are the exception.
Chronoa’s help was significant in helping Lorelai, who took on the ordeal, maintain her sanity amidst the waves of information.
– It’s funny that a thorough person like you likes children’s books. Of course, the contents of the book are interesting to me as a goddess.
– Goddesses do not believe in fate. So then, is there really no fateful love?
It was not a special ability or task.
Taking on the challenge means becoming a lonely wanderer, rich in knowledge. Chronoa’s voice, occasionally heard, was a great comfort to Lorelai.
And finally, when Lorelai had absorbed nearly half of the knowledge, Chronoa asked.
– Do you know that, Lorelai? The power of Pyeonlin selects someone who resembles the owner as its successor.
– I even chose you. In fact, it is a part of a grand fate.
I don’t know such difficult stories.
Lorelai thought in her mind but didn’t say it out loud. Although she wanted to deny it, she actually already knew all the knowledge she was talking about.
The fact that Lorelai absorbed parts of Chronoa. A story about Lorelai and Chronoa looking alike.
Lorelai couldn’t help but think of the similarities between herself and Chronoa.
But Chronoa seemed to think differently.
– Lorelai? Like a fish looking for its owner. Traits also choose their owners. The manager of time is the most time-bound being.
– ah, … … To be exact, it would be ‘past time’.
– That’s why I regret more than anyone else and grieve more than anyone else. The trait called [Time Manager] is available to those who have time that they want to correct.
Lorelai stopped reading. She froze on the spot. Chronoa spoke to Lorelai again in a clear voice.
– Aren’t you curious about the ‘past time’ that I, a goddess, am tied to?
What does a goddess regret?
What made her stuck in the past? She wasn’t curious at first.
But times of solitude.
The time she spent talking with Chronoa made Lorelai open her tightly shut mouth.
“… … I wonder.”
Lorelai, at least when seeking knowledge, is surprisingly polite. That was one of Lorelai’s appearances that Chronoa found cute.
– Because I broke my promise.
– I lost something precious.
– In order to preserve at least that memory, I chose to become fragments like this, tangled in another dimension of another time.
I don’t know if it’s Chronoa’s story, but I’ve seen a similar story in a book about Lorelai.
A goddess who fell in forbidden love with a human.
In the end, humans were killed by an angry god, and the goddess turned humans into constellations. This is a common mythological story.
‘It must be a similar story.’
The moment Lorelai thought this, Chronoa asked this time.
– So Lorelai, why did you become the manager of time? Me too, who has lived for eons… … . I’m really curious about what ‘past time’ you’re caught up in.
“my … … “Time passed?”
What time am I bound to?
What kind of moment is that?
As Lorelai was remembering with blank eyes, Chronoa spoke.
– … … Now I understand. The time that bound you, the moment that captured you… … .
The sound went away.
A space where nothing can be seen or heard, like the deep sea. As her slowly receding light approached and illuminated herself, Lorelai was able to see her familiar face.
[You are as dangerous as a huge bomb that hasn’t exploded. At the same time, it has the power to save the world.]
[I don’t know how your talent will be used.]
[There is nothing I can guarantee. Because I don’t have a strong sense of responsibility. But I… … .]
The sound fades away again.
Is this what the trials of the clock tower are like?
Lorelai somehow grabbed hold of the air as her entire body lost strength and she felt like she was floating in the deep sea.
[…] … If I have a disciple, I want you to have one.]
ah.
So strong.
Such a wonderful person.
wants me
… … I don’t want to disappoint you.
What is the moment you are caught up in?
Lorelai knew then.
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– … … I want to repay the other person’s expectations. This is such a childish thought.
Unlike his words of rebuke, Chronoa’s voice is kind.
The barrier was broken.
Golden books were flying.
Golden knowledge was scattered.
Lorelai then realized what the final piece was to get through the ordeal.
‘… … I coveted knowledge so much. Also about yourself. ‘I didn’t know.’
That’s how I passed the ordeal.
Because I found the last piece that I had never been able to find.
Crack. Crack.
The sound of a bonfire burning.
Lorelai’s fists were clenched as tightly as when she desperately held on to the air.
‘The time given is 10 minutes.’
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
This is the path I have walked.
A moment that proves all your efforts.
Lorelai opened her closed eyes and unclenched her hands.
“Χρόνοα.”
Goddess of time. Chronoa’s true name.
For the 10 minutes who gave up 10 days of their lives.
A compressed wave of golden light exploded from Lorelai’s hand.
Hahaha!
The sound of the bonfire spreads.
The golden flames continued to encroach on Lorelai’s surroundings, growing as if to cover the world.
Spreading flames.
A changing landscape.
Damn-!
The sound of a huge grandfather clock came from somewhere.
Tick! Tick! Tick! Tick!
The sound of hundreds or thousands of countless seconds filled the surroundings. This is the barrier Lorelai deploys with the power of the goddess.
Kugoogung-! thud! Wow!
The floor of the ordinary clock tower cracked and flew up along with Lorelai.
The temple of the goddess was recently built.
A golden symbol floating in the sky.
The goddess’s light, burning with mana, did not leave a single fragment of the night behind.
Lorelai looked down at the world being eroded by gold and spoke to Shin Yooseong in a bitter voice.
“… … I break the common sense of hunters. “Irregulars who disturb their order.”
The light of the goddess stops the world.
More precisely, it makes it flow very slowly. 1 second. 1 in 100. 1 in 10,000. Break the rock into small pieces as if turning it into sand.
The only one free from the weathered time is Lorelai, who has opened the barrier.
“For martial artists like you, it’s like foul play… … . “The opponent was bad.”
Lorelai smiled bitterly.
The reason she didn’t doubt her victory wasn’t just pride. The power of the goddess used now is the highest among the best. She wasn’t confident that she could even stop Lorelai, the caster.
No matter how strong the novelty is.
Even if it’s stronger than you.
I thought that this kind of extravagant power could not be stopped.
‘It’s not my favorite process, but for me… … . Who chose me… … , there is a teacher.’
On Lorelai’s shoulders lies the faith of the witch Aris. Britain’s hopes were at stake. Lorelai didn’t want to betray everyone’s expectations.
In the changing world, Shin Yooseong was quietly looking up at Lorelai.
There were no regrets.
In the fairy tale, she may not be a princess waiting for her prince, but she chose a saint who will save the country.
I believed that this was enough.
But Shin Yooseong’s eyes were looking straight at Lorelai.
There was no sign of defeat in those eyes. She held her posture calmly despite the golden waves that came right in front of her.
‘It’s fate.’
Shin Yu-seong thought.
Even if a piece of who you are today is missing. This crisis would have been insurmountable.
Going through all of that and meeting Lorelai might have been fate.
A heresy in the hunter world.
An Irregular who destroys everyone’s common sense.
“That goes for me too.”
12 years of training.
Shin Yu-seong’s experience at Mt. Musin maximized his senses. Shin Yu-seong circulated mana at an incredible speed within her body.
Top’s hidden stage.
Extrasensory awakening obtained after passing through the room of time. The golden wave stopped before it reached Shin Yuseong.
Time was finite. Now it was infinite.
Shin Yu-seong slowly used his senses to create mana with his fingertips.
Lorelai’s barrier was a huge amount of mana, the kind of mana I had never felt before, but it didn’t matter.
What is the flow of mana?
Like the flow of a river.
It flows in one direction.
Instead of going against the trend, find your own path. In the end, even in such a large-scale barrier, there were places where the path to mana became narrow.
Shin Yuseong’s job is to channel the same amount of mana to the exact location as the path.
Rather, the huge barrier was as easy for Shin Yu-seong as dealing with a slow herbivore with many gaps.
‘I’m just like you.’
Just as this match was a moment of proof for Lorelai, this match was a moment of proof for Shin Yu-seong as well.
What needs to be done is just like what you have done up to now. Showing your own path.
As his teacher King Kwon said, Shin Yu-seong pioneered his own path.
Tushinryu Chapter 5: Wave Resonance (波流共鳴)
unfolded.
Paaang! viscount-! Come on!
As golden waves eroded the world.
This time, the blue crack created by Shin Yu-seong’s fingertips eroded the golden world.
“Hey, this! no way, … … Mana! Mana resonance!?”
Lorelai shouted, stuttering in embarrassment. Her own flawless world, which she had created by sacrificing the strength of her pieces and even her life span, was collapsing through her blue cracks.
“I-I…” … . I am… … .”
Lorelai looked devastated and mumbled like an idiot, but the collapse didn’t stop. The ground from which she rose sank, the goddess’s temple crumbled into nothing, and her golden sun set.
Hands stretched high to avoid falling.
But this time I couldn’t grab anything. In a collapsed world, Lorelai just fell endlessly.
fantasy,
