I Became a Mythical Hunter After Killing the Golden Goblin - Chapter 237

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Chapter 237. The 2nd Dimension, and the Concept Divine Seats
Crack!
The empty expanse at the edge of the empty stage shattered like glass, and I returned once more.
〚Warning! Warning! Warning!〛
〚All things, bow and praise and extol…!〛
I suppressed the countless messages rising to the surface, along with my rank and power, in an instant.
For nearly ten years, I had been releasing my power in the Alternate Dimension, and suddenly restraining it felt somewhat suffocating, but enduring that discomfort was far better than accelerating the collapse of the world.
“Indeed. So this is what it is?”
After absorbing both the rank and power of The Creator, I could finally see what the Abyss and the Stage truly were.
Massive fragments of a destroyed world. The Abyss was a colossal dimension constructed from pieces so enormous they could not be treated as mere Dungeons.
I lifted my gaze toward the heavens.
There, visible only to me—the one who had created all of this—was the System itself, a framework granted only to The Creator.
“It’s certainly falling apart.”
That vast and distant mechanism, shaped like an intricate machine, was broken. Among the countless gears that should have meshed together and turned in unison, at least ten percent or more were shattered or had vanished entirely.
A high-dimensional piece of advanced equipment that would creak if even a single component broke, yet it had lost ten percent of its parts. It was almost miraculous that it continued to function at all.
“I must repair it.”
From the moment I grasped the power of creation, this alien sensation boiling up from deep within my core intensified as I beheld that state.
It was like discomfort. One could call it revulsion, or perhaps rage.
“But not yet.”
It must be perfect. Of course, I could repair it immediately if I simply did so. But this concerns the very fate of the universe itself.
It must be flawless.
“In essence, a difficulty surpassing even the creation of a new dimension.”
I must restore the advanced device while simultaneously modifying it to accommodate Irregulars and external forces.
And the only existence capable of making all of this possible is I—an infinite vessel.
Soon, I lowered my gaze back to the ground and raised my hand.
“First, there is something I must resolve.”
The 2nd Dimension. It was time to go there. As I recalled the faces of my parents, whom I would meet after so long, I brought my hand downward.
Crack!
The void opened and space connected. Without hesitation, I thrust myself into the 2nd Dimension—a realm of verdant vegetation and a universe dyed in black.
〚Congratulations!〛
〚You have entered the higher dimension! The 2nd Dimension!〛
〚We commend your Achievement!〛
Ignoring the messages that nominally appeared, I unleashed the power and rank I had been suppressing without restraint.
The 2nd Dimension existed within the universe, yet was an entirely separate place. Thus, it served as a prison where the Concept Divine Seats could be confined.
An incomprehensible rank bore down upon the entirety of the 2nd Dimension, and overwhelming power swept across it.
One could say it was a world of the Alternate Dimension, created by copying the universe on the opposite side of the cosmos—a dimension of staggering magnitude—yet surveying this entire dimension was no difficult task.
And as I sensed the reactions of the Concept Divine Seats who felt my power, I lifted my head.
【After.long.waiting.you.have.finally.arrived.here.】
The eyes of a vast and distant existence turned toward me, and that being’s language was transmitted directly into my mind.
“Yes. Azathoth. I have come. To this place.”
【I have obtained both the power and the caliber of the original body.】
The dark facet of the Creator. A shadow, or perhaps a fragment of the divine self. Of course, this does not mean Azathoth is evil.
Literally a shard of power? A lifeform born from the remnants and detritus of existence, excluding the power of creation itself.
“Where are my parents?”
【They slumber within my embrace.】
“Why?”
【They possess such trivial caliber that their 2nd Dimension existence cannot withstand this realm. So I have guided them into dreams, where they train endlessly until you arrive.】
A gesture of consideration. I bowed my head slightly toward him in gratitude.
In truth, he was a benefactor who had repeatedly expended his power to summon my parents into the 2nd Dimension and protect them from death.
“I am indebted to you every cycle. Thank you.”
【This too is the shadow’s duty. I accept your gratitude.】
“Then I wish to meet my parents now?”
【The method is simple.】
A tremendous roar echoed forth!
A pair of colossal eyes opened wide. And within them, two gates leading to new worlds welcomed me.
【Enter. Awaken them from their dreams. Then they shall awaken in the place you desire.】
“Thank you.”
Without hesitation, I opened the gate on the left first—adorned with a brilliantly blazing crimson phoenix and a pure white tiger carved into its surface.
The Vermillion Bird. The White Tiger. Divine beasts, and the source of power my father once wielded.
A tremendous roar erupted!
The world blazed with brilliant light. The black cosmos and stars vanished, and the familiar vista of Earth unfolded before me.
And above that Earth’s sky, a being commanding a colossal flame bird and a white tiger in battle against enemies.
“Father.”
The first cycle. According to the original thread of fate, Earth’s strongest Hunter—the failed hero who cleared the final gate and fell in battle.
I unfurled twenty-four immense and boundless wings. In that instant, everything in the world froze.
An overwhelming, tyrannical pressure of caliber. Within that oppressive force, I soared gracefully through the heavens and stood before my father.
“My son?”
“It has been a long time, Father.”
I answered with a bright smile, and only then did his surprised expression break into laughter—a hearty, booming laugh. Seeing his ever-magnanimous demeanor, I laughed alongside him.
“It has been so long. Let me embrace my son.”
He approached slowly and pulled me into his arms. Though he possessed far more overwhelming and supreme power, his embrace was simply warm and reassuring.
“You have endured much. Now it is time to return.”
“Yes. I believed in you. That is why I made that wager with that eye.”
Yes, a wager. I smiled, recalling the power of fate and Misfortune.
“Yes, I am strong.”
“That is right. Though I said you lacked talent and strength, you were strong. Stronger than anyone I have ever known. Because you are my son, Shin Ju-ha!”
I stepped away from his embrace and gazed across the world. Seoul, and the colossal gates. And alongside them, enemies both familiar and unfamiliar.
“Balrog of Hellfire.”
The boss that appeared at the final gate of Earth in the first cycle, the monster that had set South Korea ablaze.
“Hahahaha! Do not worry, my son. I shall emerge victorious!”
“Would you wait for me?”
“Yes! Watch from there. Though I’ll be far weaker compared to you. I wasn’t idle either, you know!”
I nodded and released the pressure of my power. Simultaneously, the world that had been frozen in place began to flow again, and Balrog, unaware of what had transpired, roared at the appearance of a new combatant and charged straight toward us.
“Hahaha! I can’t lose pathetically in front of my son!”
The Divine Beast Vermillion Bird, symbolizing fire. The Divine Beast White Tiger, symbolizing earth. The power of both Divine Beasts dwelled within my father.
Fire and Earth. The two forces merged perfectly and became explosively stronger. The battle ended with my father’s overwhelming dominance.
Watching Balrog—a transcendent being and demon who had literally massacred top-tier Hunters including my parents and Dangun Cheonje in the first cycle—die without even mounting a proper counterattack, I smiled with satisfaction.
“Yes! Now it’s time to return!”
My father, victorious with only minor wounds and no serious injuries, gazed at this empty world with a relieved expression, then nodded to me.
“Go ahead and wait. Mother will return soon as well.”
“Yes! Let’s finally catch up after all this time!”
He raised his hand and shattered the world. The dream crumbled, my father’s form grew hazy, and then vanished. Within the collapsing dream, a gate depicting a blue dragon and a massive turtle appeared.
I entered it and met my mother, and not long after, she too defeated the Balrog she faced before awakening from the dream.
【At the end of a great journey, a new beginning stands. I shall support your path.】
“Yes. Thank you.”
【My role ends here. It appears you have other business in this place.】
“That’s correct. There may be some commotion, so I ask for your understanding in advance.”
【Understanding? In any case, you are the master of this place. I am merely its caretaker. Do as you will.】
With those words, the eyes closed and the dark cosmos filled my vision once more.
“Let me handle the remaining matters.”
I turned my gaze toward the far reaches of this universe. I would save the family reunion for after this was finished.
“Kindness repaid tenfold. Enmity repaid a hundredfold.”
What was most urgent now was settling my debts of vengeance.
The moment I appeared in the 2nd Dimension and revealed my power, I sensed a being hastily fleeing somewhere and leaped across space.
【What is this?!】
Long, flowing emerald hair cascaded beautifully, and though her appearance was sufficient to be called the pinnacle of beauty, in this moment Gaia’s face was marred by panic and terror, twisted into ugliness before me.
【If you aimed for me, you should have been prepared to pay the price.】
【That was unavoidable! Causality was suddenly imposed upon me, and I couldn’t help it!】
【I don’t care for excuses. Just die. Worthless vermin.】
Crack. Crack.
With a single gesture, I declared her end. Unlike the previous Creator who only possessed the beginning, I could wield apocalypse and destruction to a considerable degree.
Her entire body hardened like clay, then fractured and crumbled away into oblivion—Gaia’s demise.
The progenitor of Olympus, and a being who held a Concept Divine Seat, met an end as pathetically weak as dust.
I didn’t bother watching her complete dissolution and turned my gaze away. Now there was only one matter left in the 2nd Dimension.
The being who had been desperately calling to me all this time. Solomon, who possessed the most anomalous and powerful presence in this 2nd Dimension, called to me.
I folded space once more, and before me appeared a world that seemed to embody red and black destruction.
And at the center of that world, Solomon, seated upon a great god’s throne, saw me and offered a faint smile.
【You’ve finally come this far.】
【What’s with that appearance?】
【Krkrkr. Do I look pathetic and weak? That I, the greatest Irregular… no, the previously greatest Irregular, have come to this state?】
My entire body, seated upon the jade throne, was pierced by crimson harpoons and bound in chains of darkness.
【This is why I wish to die. It is the price paid for bearing the power of Apocalypse, which I never desired.】
【Do you still wish for an end?】
【Yes. I am weary now.】
I am sorry, but even I found it impossible not to kill Solomon. He was, after all, the greatest and largest fragment of Apocalypse itself.
Apocalypse is a power that rivals Creation itself. Should he inherit this power from me, he would dissolve into nothingness.
For that fragment is his very origin.
【Rest now. This is all I can offer you—repayment for the grace you have shown me all this time.】
【That is enough. My child.】
I walked toward Solomon and closed his eyes, then extended my hand.
Crrrunch.
And so Greed, now fully formed, revealed itself.
【You have endured much.】
With my final act of respect, I consumed everything that Solomon was. In an instant. Without pain.

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