I Became a Mythical Hunter After Killing the Golden Goblin - Chapter 2

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Chapter 2. The Golden Goblin of the First Floor
An old Chinese proverb: fortune and misfortune are as inseparable as a horse and its shadow. Where there is misfortune, there is fortune; where there is fortune, there is misfortune.
Yet this saying harbors a fundamental contradiction.
What if a small fortune is followed by a catastrophic misfortune?
What if a great tragedy is followed by a pittance of luck?
Just as every life differs and remains fundamentally inequitable, fortune and misfortune can never be equal in measure.
And in my case, misfortune had always towered over fortune with overwhelming magnitude.
I was born into comfort beneath parents celebrated as heroes, revered and beloved by the masses.
Yet before I turned five, my parents vanished into the Abyss. Their fortune was seized entirely, branded as the legacy of traitors, and my younger brother—barely three years old—and I were cast into the Orphanage.
Enduring violence and oppression beneath a cruel orphanage director, I persevered until my only blood relative fell victim to an incurable, mysterious illness.
But fate granted me the fortune of awakening as a Hunter.
Yet joy proved fleeting. My abilities as a Hunter were pathetically inadequate. I was condemned to a meager existence—hunting goblins day after day, earning just enough to survive, never achieving anything of consequence.
And ultimately, that fortune culminated in the greatest misfortune of all: my death.
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‘How peaceful…’
Warmth and comfort enveloped me as though I floated within an enormous egg, and my consciousness grew increasingly lucid.
Before long, eyelids I believed would never open again parted wide.
“Gasp! Cough! Hack! Hack!”
I lurched upright, gasping in ragged, desperate breaths.
“Where… where am I?”
The place was achingly familiar—the cramped Rooftop Room where I’d lived before my awakening, barely large enough to accommodate a single body.
“How am I here?”
More importantly, how was I alive at all?
Those wounds were fatal. The kind that not even a Saint—one called the Miracle Worker—could have healed.
Naturally, no top-ranked Hunter, let alone a Saint, would ever venture into a foreign tutorial zone for a resurrection.
“Could it be… regression?”
This rooftop was unmistakably the one I’d inhabited in the .
There was no possibility of confusion or misremembering. This was the cheapest place I could find after admitting my brother to the Hospital.
“Could it actually be regression?”
I retrieved my phone and checked the date—ten years had rewound before my eyes.
And at that moment, as I grasped the reality of my regression, System Messages materialized as though they had been waiting.
〚Privilege: Regression Complete!〛
〚Awakening Achieved!〛
〚A unique ability previously concealed for unknown reasons now reveals itself!〛
『Status Window』
Name: Shin Ju-ha
Title: X
LV 0(0%)
Status
-Curse of Misfortune (Legend) F-(1/100)
Remaining Points: 0
Authority
[Golden Tower LV1]
Unique Ability
[Curse of Misfortune [Legend] LV1(MAX)]
Skill
X』
My status window had transformed. The unique ability that had been a question mark now revealed itself, and a new section labeled “Authority” had appeared.
“Authority—Golden Tower?”
This was definitely…!
Wasn’t this name similar to the hidden stage I’d heard about just before losing consciousness?
〚Authority: Golden Tower generates an inventory system!〛
〚1st Floor: Golden Treasury opens!〛
〚Current ownership of Golden Tower: 0.01%.〛
“What is this?”
I couldn’t help but gasp as I stared at the inventory window that materialized alongside the message.
It contained a treasury overflowing with gold and spilling with treasures—literally.
《1st Floor Golden Treasury
→Purple Coin×9,999,999…
→Indigo Coin×9,999,999…(Locked)
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→Common-Rank F- Grade Mana Stone×9,999,999…
→Common-Rank F Grade Mana Stone×9,999,999…
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→Pure Gold Ingot×9,999,999…
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→Radiant Nectar×3
→Primordial Spring Water×1》
The 1st Floor Golden Treasury was packed with countless consumables—from infinite currency and potions to elixirs of legend.
Gulp.
I swallowed hard, rubbed my eyes, and verified reality.
“This is insane.”
All of this was mine?
I scrolled through the message log once more, then burst into laughter—a sound caught between exasperation and pure joy.
“Nine thousand, nine hundred ninety-nine of them? And they were all Golden Goblins?”
The Golden Goblin was legendary—a single kill could earn enough wealth to sustain three generations.
Even within the Abyss, teeming with countless monsters, Golden Goblins were treated as mythical beings, rarer than Constellations themselves.
“In other words, I raided their hideout, detonated explosives, and seized their lair?”
And as a bonus, I’d plundered all the treasures these Golden Goblins had accumulated over countless ages.
But that wasn’t a problem. Monsters and humans existed in a relationship of mutual slaughter anyway.
So the system itself must have recognized my ownership of the Golden Tower through this Authority—as compensation.
“With this much coin and mana stone…!!”
I eagerly reached into my inventory, attempting to withdraw the infinite wealth within.
But the world was far less forgiving than I’d hoped.
〚Current Golden Tower ownership: 0.01%.〛
〚You may only withdraw a single item.〛
〚Will you withdraw one Purple Coin?〛
Purple Coins and higher, F-rank mana stones and above—all were locked, impossible to extract from the start.
Every other high-rank item was similarly restricted, so I’d naturally assumed I could at least withdraw the lowest-grade coins and mana stones.
“Only one item?”
My excitement deflated instantly, the exhilaration that had risen to my very scalp evaporating in a heartbeat. Crude words spilled from my lips.
“Of course. I was foolish to expect so much.”
So what was the method to gain full ownership?
Since I’d come this far, I decided to check my status window for more details.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The iron door of the Rooftop Room began to shake violently, and a voice that would never fade from my mind filled the space.
“Shin Ju-ha! You bastard, I know you’re in there—open this door now! Before I smash it down and come in myself!”
Bang bang bang!
As the iron door buckled slightly under the kicks, my face twisted into a scowl.
“Damn it. To see that bastard’s face again.”
A tiresome nemesis—a loan shark and high school acquaintance responsible for roughly ten percent of my misery.
“Open it now!”
I rose and stepped before the door, memories surfacing unbidden.
These were the men who’d preyed upon me like a fish on a hook when I was forced to borrow from the Loan Shark Organization to cover my younger sibling’s hospital bills—extracting unconscionable interest and tormenting me relentlessly.
‘So it was today.’
The day I became their faithful slave in earnest.
Before the regression, I’d awakened like a birthday gift and, drunk on newfound confidence, had challenged the loan sharks directly.
The result was inevitable—my crushing defeat.
Even though they were unawakened, they were seasoned fighters. I, meanwhile, had no stats, no abilities, no cultivation—no different than before my awakening.
My awakening was exposed, and under the guise of debt forgiveness, I became their slave for over five years.
If the Loan Shark Organization hadn’t coincidentally collapsed after attempting to extort a B-rank Hunter’s family, I would have remained their slave until my dying breath.
Grrr!
Merely thinking of those days made my teeth grind and fury surge through me.
‘But… I’ll endure.’
This time, however, I wouldn’t fall victim to the same fate. I recited the character for patience in my mind and pushed open the door that threatened to splinter under the force of the kick.
Crash! Thud!
The moment the door swung open, a foot came flying through and buried itself in my abdomen, sending me sprawling backward.
“Cough!”
With nothing in my stomach, only bile rose up my throat as I gasped for breath. The loan sharks looked down at me as if my pathetic state suited me perfectly.
“Ugh, the stench! Our Ju-ha, clean yourself up and wash already!”
Thud!</
As if venting all the stress they'd accumulated, the relentless kicks continued. I closed my eyes and endured the pain.
'Endure. I must endure.'
Though I've regressed, I still lack the strength. I could subdue all those thugs here if I wanted, but I cannot handle what would come after.
The loan sharks aren't the only ones. In a sense, they're merely lackeys—nothing more, nothing less.
So I'll endure. I cannot become their dog again and live a life at the bottom.
Until I forge a blade sharp enough to end them all at once, I'll grit my teeth and hold on.
"You're being quite patient today, our Ju-ha. So didn't I tell you to bring the interest? Didn't I?"
Kim Mu-sik, the leader of the loan sharks and my high school classmate who dragged me into this debt trap, crouches before me and locks eyes with me.
"Tsk! Does interest exceeding ten times the principal even make sense!"
It's obviously illegal. I know it, Kim Mu-sik knows it, and all these loan sharks know it.
But there's nothing I can do. They possess power and authority that I lack.
Slap!
Kim Mu-sik's rough palm struck my cheek hard.
But I could endure it. Such humiliation, such pain—I've experienced and endured far worse.
"So, to save your little sister, you need to bring me the interest. Ah… I've wanted to taste your sister for a while now. How about this—sell your sister to us, and I'll forgive all your interest. Just say yes. We already know where your sister is and what condition she's in."
"You bastard!"
As if he'd been waiting for my rage, or as if he wanted to see this very reaction, he rose from his seat with a bloodthirsty smile.
"You agree? Good, the boss said there's nothing more to squeeze from this anyway, so clean it up… Yeah, while we're at it, I'll dispose of you and take good care of your remaining sister. We're friends, after all. Aren't you grateful! My friend."
Snap!
Something breaks inside my head.
I can endure the pain directed at me, the insults hurled at me, the contempt shown toward me—all of it.
But if they insult my only blood relative, my everything.
"…Inventory."
"You little shit, eyes wide open!"
I reach out with one hand and catch Kim Mu-sik's incoming foot. Searing pain shoots through me, but the burning rage swallows the agony. I use his own force against him, hurling him to the other side, and rise to my feet.
"Select, Primordial Spring Water."
Kim Mu-sik, sprawled on the ground, gets up with a flushed face and glares at me as if he wants to kill me.
But I'm not afraid. The Hop Goblin that tried to kill me was far more terrifying, and the pain my sister is enduring right now far exceeds what I've suffered at his hands.
I open the small vial that materializes in my palm and pour its contents directly into my mouth.

Among the most valuable treasures in the first floor of the Golden Vault, it stood alone in solitary majesty at the very bottom—one of the rare unbound mysterious consumable items.
〚You have absorbed the purest elixir created at the dawn of time!〛
〚The possibility that should have been annihilated by the curse of ??? – 【Unique Ability: Curse of Misfortune】 now blooms all the more brilliantly!〛
〚Authority: Heavenly Fortune is generated!〛
〚Stat: Heavenly Fortune (Mythic) awakens!〛
A torrent of heavenly fortune pours down, capable of standing against the colossal misfortune that had crushed me in agony my entire life.
〚Suppressed vast fortune erupts forth!〛
〚Heavenly Fortune stat temporarily rises to EX+ grade!〛
〚Remaining time: 1:00〛
With every action I take, every ounce of will I exert, an untouchable fortune follows in its wake.
"You bastard! Die!"
The moment I wish to evade the fist hurtling toward me, a small crack in the floor catches his foot, and he tumbles forward.
Ugh!
Simultaneously, my ordinary punch strikes his vital point as he falls, rendering him unconscious instantly.
"What… what the hell!? You… you're lucky?"
"Yeah, pure luck. You damn bastard."
Was he shocked by my transformed appearance?
Or did he feel fear seeing me completely suppress my enemy?
Half the battle is won by momentum, they say. The tide of this fight had completely turned in my favor.
Every attack from my enemies failed to reach me, and every strike I threw found their vital points with precision.
After merely five casual punches thrown while walking slowly, only I remained standing.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
I continued stomping on the unconscious Kim Mu-sik, driven by the will to break something—anything—to leave him permanently disabled.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
And the fortune bestowed by heaven answered my will, until finally I steadied my ragged breathing and stopped my assault.
"Damn it!"
I had to hold back. Now that I'd done it, regret came flooding in.
Beating these five down like this won't be the end. Once the boss's subordinates learn that these men have been defeated, they'll come for me.
And they'll beat me until I'm nearly dead, then force me to sign a slave contract.
"No, this time it won't go that way."
Ptui!
I spit and turn away.
〚Overwhelming fortune crumbles to dust and vanishes!〛
〚Having experienced transcendent fortune, Heavenly Fortune stat increases by 30!〛
〚In backlash against transcendent fortune, Misfortune stat increases by 31!〛
〚Awakened by transcendent fortune, Misfortune rises within you!〛
〚Beware! Calamity approaches!〛
As the fortune protecting me vanished, a warning of impending misfortune surfaced in my mind.
〚As you grow, ownership of the Golden Tower increases by 0.99%!〛
〚Golden Vault ownership has reached 1%!〛
〚Special Privilege! You may freely extract certain items (Purple Coins, F-grade Magic Stones, etc.) without quantity restrictions!〛
〚Current number of items you can extract: 3〛
A path to strengthen myself had finally revealed itself.

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