One week had passed.
Noel was in his room, door and window tightly shut. The space around him was spotless. Not a speck of dust, not a book out of place. Even clean and tidy felt too small to describe it.
Since that quarrel-like conversation with Selena — the one that followed right after their first kiss — nothing else had happened between them.
Their relationship had, on the surface at least, returned to what it was before.
Lilith?
It went the sa way.
It seed like as long as he didn’t go all the way with Selena, Lilith wouldn’t act.
All that aside — it was ti.
Finally, it was ti to make his choice.
[The simulation is over. You can choose one of the following.]
[1: Weak Soul Recovery (Seedling Talent)]
[2: Strengthened Soul (Slightly Recovered Soul)]
[3: mory of this simulation]
The ssage window floated in front of him, the sa one that had accompanied him patiently, silently, for the past week.
He stared at it one last ti — and then made his choice.
[You have selected Weak Soul Recovery (Seedling Talent)]
The mont he did, sothing shifted.
A strange sensation moved through him — faint, almost imperceptible — like a ripple inside his body that he couldn’t quite describe. There was no pain. No sound. Just the briefest shiver of sothing... before it faded, and the world returned to normal.
Or rather, it seed to return to normal.
Because he already knew.
Weak Soul Recovery wasn’t the kind of talent that gave imdiate results. It was one of those that worked quietly, passively, its effect unfolding over ti.
Which was why, instead of lingering on sothing he couldn’t yet feel, Noel turned his attention elsewhere.
It was finally ti to explore the ssage windows — his Codex Null — further.
He hadn’t been able to do anything with it during the past week. That bending choice had held everything still.
But based on what he’d gathered, from gas, novels, and other things online, these kinds of systems should hold more. Hidden layers. Extra functions.
He ignored the new ssage reminding him that one free simulation was available again, and instead fiddled his way through the ssage windows.
And not long after, a new window appeared.
[Status Window]
Na: Noel Cross
Age: 21
Overall Rank: 0 (Regressed)
Soul State: Refined (Heavily Damaged)
Laws:
Destruction – Inherited (Fragnted; in slow recovery)
Dominion – Inherited (Semi-Dormant)
Silence – Initial Understanding (Linked to the sealed relic)
Control – Inherited Fragnts
Relics: Hollow Scarf (Sealed)
Talent: Weak Soul Recovery (Seedling Talent)
Null Points: 0
Free Simulations Remaining: 1
Noel stared blankly at the window in front of him... at its absurd contents.
It gave him so answers about his current situation.
But at the sa ti, it only brought more questions.
That was why it took him ti — sitting still, mind catching up — before he finally let his gaze drift to the final row.
Free Simulations Remaining...
Did that an he could accumulate more free simulation chances? If he wanted to?
With that thought in mind, Noel turned his focus toward sothing else — the premium simulation. The one that required Null Points.
[Do you want to start a premium simulation?]
[You can spend either 10, 100, 1000, or more Null Points to begin a premium simulation.]
[With premium simulation, you can select two rewards. Their quality will scale according to how much you spend.]
Noel stared at the new ssage windows, lost in thought.
In the end, he couldn’t find anything more about the Null Points.
That’s why he dismissed the current ssages and slowly moved his gaze to the drawer.
Opening it — then working through the hidden latch with practiced fingers — he finally took out the notebook concealed inside, and set it on the desk in front of him.
He stared at it for a mont.
When suddenly sothing changed.
[Notebook]
An old notebook used by an individual with abnormal situation for more than ten years.
Null Point Value: 1
"This is...?" Noel muttered under his breath, reading the strange description that floated into view.
Even ordinary items... have Null Points?
That was his first thought, and with a flick of his eyes, he turned his attention to another object on the desk.
[Common coffee mug.]
Null Point Value: 0
Not discouraged, and catching on to the thod, he went on to appraise nearly everything in the room — scanning, checking, hoping. Looking for anything else that might hold a Null Point value.
But in the end, only the notebook had one.
What made the difference?
Was it just because it was old?
The thought lingered. It felt like a clue — maybe even a breakthrough.
Eventually, his eyes returned to the notebook on the desk.
He stared at its description for a long while, deliberating whether or not to offer it to Codex Null.
But in the end — thinking it was just a single point — he didn’t.
Instead, he opened the notebook.
He flipped through the initial pages — scattered notes on emotions, how they were expressed, recorded in his old, careful hand. Further in, he found brief observations about the world, fragnts of thought written without context. Then he stopped.
A single page.
A single question.
What does Selena expect from ?
Beneath it, the space was still blank.
But Noel didn’t add anything.
He just turned the pages again, until he reached an empty one. Then he picked up the pen and began to write.
Law and Soul Power.
Lilith and Selena.
Detainnt.
mory.
Real.
He wrote each word slowly, pausing after every one, wondering how the simulated version of him would interpret them. What would it an this ti — going through the simulation while already knowing parts of the future?
After all, these were things he only knew because of Codex Null.
So... would they be filtered?
The thought lingered. Then, at last, he added two more words — smaller, quieter.
One week.
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