Bugs.
How fitting of a word for soone like her.
“You bitch.”
Celestial-Slayer spat out the curse at the illusion, her voice dripping with hatred. Deep within her soul, buried in the most sacred sanctuary of her being, a reaction stirred.
In other words, her Fundantal vow had begun to respond.
But was this a blessing or a curse?
In this false world, no stars shone.
She could not hear the whispers of the stars urging her to sever the heads of psychics and rip out their entrails. That was why Celestial-Slayer only scowled instead of attacking the expressionless girl standing before her.
“Hey, are you crazy!?”
Heavenly Demon Descen—or rather, Yoo Hajin—typed frantically into the chat.
Why the hell was he suddenly throwing out curses like that?
From Yoo Hajin’s perspective, the situation in the ga was as follows:
The ga had started breaking down, and then, all of a sudden, the characters had fallen through the ground. Just as planned, the phenonon known as Map Break had begun.
‘Normally, when a Map Break happens, you just end up in a vast, empty void underground.’
That was how it worked in most gas.
To minimize file size, developers often didn’t bother implenting underground terrain or soil at all. Even in gas that did feature underground areas, there was always a depth limit due to file size constraints.
Once a player surpassed that limit, they would typically fall into an infinite void. Even in the deepest underground depths, all they would see was an empty sky.
That was how normal gas functioned.
‘But why is there a city here?’
Instead of a void, a city had appeared.
Checking the map’s na, Yoo Hajin saw that it was called “The Last”.
As they plumted toward The Last, a new character suddenly materialized before them—.
A GM? A Ga Master?
Ga Masters were absolute beings in gas. They were the ones who judged and punished players for engaging in “creative” gaplay.
Since Yoo Hajin had done plenty of things that could be considered “creative,” he had no choice but to keep his mouth shut in fear.
GM Mirae just called us bugs.
I’m dood.
Yoo Hajin trembled as the realization sank in.
At that mont, Celestial-Slayer cursed out loud.
Yoo Hajin was so shocked that he couldn’t help but respond.
And then, he quickly followed up with another ssage.
Of course, all Yoo Hajin could see were pixelated 16-bit characters. There was no way for him to tell what GM Mirae actually looked like in real life.
After a brief silence, GM Mirae continued.
Crude pixels?
Hearing those words, Yoo Hajin flinched.
‘How the hell does she know that?’
Who—or what—was GM Mirae?
As his mind beca more tangled with questions, GM Mirae continued speaking.
Who was she referring to as bugs?
The answer was obvious—it had to be him and the blue-haired girl beside him.
Celestial-Slayer could only assu that was the case.
Her head burned with rage.
I have to endure even being treated like a bug?
Just put up with it? Until when?
Still? Am I still a slave?
Still a scared little girl, trembling in fear of Awakeners?
Celestial-Slayer growled, her voice filled with fury.
Without hesitation, she equipped the cheat items she had “persuaded” insiders into giving her.
Just as she was mid-sentence, her attack ca, offbeat and lightning-fast.
It was a technique that exploited the opponent’s expectation that she would vent her emotions through curses first before attacking.
But despite her rage, the attack was clean and precise.
It wasn’t the attack of soone blinded by anger. It was the attack of a killer in perfect control.
Even for soone skilled in combat, even for soone who had survived countless blood-soaked battlefields, predicting this attack would have been nearly impossible.
And yet, the illusion of the girl, the one called GM Mirae, did it.
She dodged Celestial-Slayer’s attack with nothing more than a slight twist of her waist.
This girl—this so-called GM—was extraordinarily skilled in battle.
With just this brief exchange, Celestial-Slayer understood that much.
Without a change in expression, GM Mirae reached out toward her.
Suddenly, an eerie error ssage popped up in front of Celestial-Slayer’s eyes.
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LostSoul.exe – Connection Error
An unauthorized connection has been detected from your ho. If you are alone, call 112 imdiately.
Error Code: 1002
===
“What the hell… What kind of bullshit is this…?”
But the error ssages didn’t stop there.
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LostSoul.exe – Critical Error
Sothing that should not exist is currently in your ho.
After disconnecting, quickly find a place to hide.
Error Code: 435042
===
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LostSoul.exe
Patch complete.
Patch Notes – That thing beside you
Error Code: Hwakdsister
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LostSoul.exe – Normal
Please continue playing.
It is not there. Continue playing. Keep playing. Keep playing.
Error Code: Not an error
===
The mont Celestial-Slayer was forcibly logged out, Yoo Hajin instinctively moved to shield Nayu.
He didn’t know exactly what GM Mirae was, but one thing was certain—she was their enemy.
The girl called GM simply stared at him. She watched as Yoo Hajin did everything in his power to protect the blue-haired girl beside him.
She knows about my sister?
Yoo Hajin bit his lip.
Could she be related to Joo-cheol or one of his people?
Or, as ridiculous as it sounded, could this being in front of him actually be his sister?
No, that was impossible. His sister had entered the Great Demon Gate. There was no way she could be playing a ga.
And besides, her personality was way too different.
So Yoo Hajin made his judgnt—the entity before him was soone connected to Joo-cheol.
Even though he knew a lot about his sister, there were still so many things Yoo Hajin didn’t understand.
GM Mirae continued speaking.
The most beloved… lover?
Yoo Hajin’s expression twisted in sheer disbelief. He slamd his fingers onto the keyboard and furiously typed.
GM Mirae had been expressionless up until now.
But for the first ti, her cold face turned even colder.
Seeing her reaction, Nayu trembled slightly.
GM Mirae flinched as she watched the scene unfold and muttered under her breath.
“That one is a strong bug… A venomous insect that could harm Mara… that could harm Oppa…”
But her voice was so quiet that on Yoo Hajin’s screen, all he could see was:
And then, GM Mirae spoke again.
With that, GM Mirae’s form began to fade.
She slowly reached out toward Yoo Hajin, as if reluctant to leave. But Yoo Hajin did not take her hand.
Her expression remained unreadable, yet there was sothing in her presence—an undercurrent of anger, hatred, and sorrow.
And then, she was gone.
Now, only Nayu and Yoo Hajin remained in the strange space.
Or so they thought.
From the abandoned city, people dressed in hanbok began to erge.
“You… that blue hair… It can’t be.”
“How… How is this possible? The daughter of the Na Clan is still alive?”
“A-Ah…”
Among the people in hanbok, a woman suddenly rushed forward and embraced Nayu tightly.
“My child… My child!”
Watching the emotional reunion, Yoo Hajin frowned.
Then, without hesitation, he began preparing his final weapon and a certain program.
– – The End of The Chapter – –
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