I Conquered the Tower with the EX-Class Character That I Raised - Chapter 4

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Chapter 4
My vision went black in an instant.
‘?’
Not unconsciousness.
My consciousness was definitely awake.
Yet my eyes saw nothing, as if I were trapped in a lightless room.
And…
‘What? I’m floating?’
I had been sitting in a chair just moments ago.
The sensation I felt now was one of drifting weightlessly.
It was a subtle feeling, but if I had to compare it, it was like being submerged in a room filled with gelatin.
[LOADING…]
‘Loading?’
A message in a familiar font materialized before my eyes.
It was Lost Honor’s loading message.
Even the Lost Honor emblem drawn beside the text was spinning round and round, exactly as it always did.
‘Could it be?’
Just as it had happened to Han Seol-ah, had I also entered the game?
‘Holy….’
Chills ran down my spine.
‘If so, that’s incredible.’
My character in the game.
What kind of character was ‘Nebula’?
In one word: overpowered.
Stagnant water that had rotted through.
The one and only character who had achieved perfect completion of every single piece of content that existed in the game.
If I became Nebula?
‘S-rank would be obvious, and even EX-rank would be trivial… The birth of an S+EX-rank Hunter.’
[‘Welcome to the Constellation Corridor, Savior.’]
Whoosh!
My vision brightened, and solid ground materialized beneath my feet.
As my eyes instinctively opened, a breathtaking vista unfolded before me.
Beneath my feet flowed an endless river of stars, and above my head, a cascade of constellations adorned the ceiling of this boundless cosmic space.
A colossal corridor stretched across this infinite universe, extending endlessly into the distance.
“Wow….”
And between the towering pillars lining both sides of the corridor, statues with familiar forms were positioned at intervals.
“What is this…?”
They seemed familiar.
They were statues of the classes that existed in Lost Honor.
Wearing a hood and holding a bow—the Scout.
A knight clad in full plate armor, wielding a one-handed sword and a great shield.
Statues of every single class that existed in Lost Honor were arranged in a row.
These were all classes I had personally leveled.
‘…After all, I’ve raised every class to level 99.’
Yet among the statues still tinted gray, there was one exception.
A single blue statue, the only one bearing color, caught my eye distinctly.
It was a statue draped in a mage’s robes, wielding a snowflake-shaped staff held forward.
“….”
I recalled the message I had seen just before entering this space.
‘You can use Frostbinder in Skill Synchronization….’
I reached out and touched the statue.
Ding—
[Frostbinder: Synchronizing]
“…So this is how it works.”
I remember the biting cold of Frostbinder mana surging through my entire body just before my vision went dark.
This must be the influence of that class.
“And.”
Right beside the Frostbinder.
I reached toward a statue identical in appearance but wielding a flame-shaped staff—the ‘Pyromancer’.
[This class has not yet been unlocked]
[Unlock Condition – Possession of a ‘Flame’ attribute Hunter]
“Hmm….”
Han Seol-ah is an S-rank Frostbinder Hunter.
It seemed I was able to obtain the Pyromancer class thanks to possessing her within the game.
I took a step back from the statue.
Then I gazed toward the end of the extended corridor.
‘…If this is where all the classes I’ve raised are gathered…’
At the end of the corridor.
There stood seven massive tiers of steps.
And at the edge of each tier, a pair of statues were positioned facing each other.
On the highest tier stood only one.
A single statue seated upon an ornate jade throne, overlooking everything below.
Gulp.
The supreme class existing in Lost Honor.
A hidden class that could only be unlocked after raising every class to level 99 and clearing a special Quest.
My character, Nebula’s class…
Void Knight.
‘It’s really here.’
Suppressing my trembling heart, I walked down the extended corridor and arrived before the steps.
The first tier.
‘Sword God, and Spear God.’
The second tier.
‘Commander Lord and Myriad Lord.’
…And so, through the seventh tier—fourteen statues in total.
I passed through the pinnacles of fourteen job categories.
And there I stood before a statue bearing Nebula’s exact likeness.
‘Void Knight….’
A sharp intake of breath.
‘Up close, it looks absolutely ferocious.’
The moment I reached out with trembling fingertips to touch the statue.
[Void Knight]
[This is a locked job class.]
‘As expected.’
[Unlock Condition—Illuminate all stars.]
‘Illuminate all stars?’
So I had to unlock every single job class.
Tsk.
I clicked my tongue in disappointment.
“Right, it wouldn’t be that easy.”
If they let me use a broken character from the start, who would balance the game?
“Sigh.”
I’d grasped the mechanism well enough now.
Using the ‘Possession Ticket’ item I’d received as a Quest reward.
I could possess real-world Hunters into Lost Honor…
And once I unlocked a job class that way, I could use it through my awakening ability, ‘Synchronization.’
[Would you like to exit?]
I set aside the timely notification window for now.
And gazed down at the Constellation Corridor.
“Mmm.”
I hadn’t noticed it up close.
But each statue bore faint white dots scattered across its surface.
Like stars.
Looking down from here, it seemed as though the night sky itself was embedded with countless stars.
For now, only the Frost Mage was unlocked.
But if I ever awakened all the beings at the far end of this corridor?
If I illuminated every single star.
And unlocked Nebula.
“I wouldn’t just save South Korea—I’d save the entire Earth.”
My chest swelled with grandeur.
* * *
I exited the Constellation Corridor.
Blink.
As my eyes fluttered open, I was back in reality.
My character on the monitor stood motionless.
Han Seol-ah was nowhere to be seen.
“Huh?”
…But then.
“Why didn’t she take this?”
In the spot where Han Seol-ah had vanished, the items I’d crafted for her lay scattered, radiating brilliant light.
“At least she took the staff.”
Fortunately, the crucial Genesis-grade staff—Eternal Winter—was nowhere in sight.
I carefully gathered the items again.
“Looks like she couldn’t carry everything.”
I couldn’t know the exact reason, but perhaps there were such constraints.
Causality, for instance.
The golden rule.
Laws like that. Something like that.
“Balance is a critical matter, after all.”
Exhale.
Frost crystallized on the monitor from my natural breath.
“Wow.”
My entire body surged with cold, crystalline ice-realm mana.
“This is insane. Really….”
Who am I?
An Unawakened.
An ultra-rare tier recognized only by receiving a judgment that the possibility of awakening is zero—absolutely nonexistent.
Why is the possibility zero?
Simple.
‘Because I have no mana core at all.’
The Tower bestowed a blessing upon all humanity the moment it appeared.
The nature of that blessing was granting a new organ that had never existed before.
A supernatural organ created anew to contain the energy called ‘mana’.
‘The mana core’.
I don’t have it.
Unless a miracle occurs, I’m permanently locked into the fate of being Unawakened.
But that mana core.
I have one now.
“Heh, hehehehe.”
Mana overflows through my entire body.
There are two criteria that distinguish an EX-grade Hunter.
An Awakening ability and mana capacity.
My Awakening ability is Synchronization.
The ‘System’ message that Hunters see…
According to that message which appeared before my eyes the moment I cleared the Quest, it’s supposedly EX-grade.
Now if my mana capacity were also EX-grade, I would become an ‘EX-grade Hunter’…
“….”
The problem is.
I have no idea what level this mana flooding my body actually is.
“I would’ve known if I’d actually Awakened.”
That Awakener education everyone receives?
I’ve never received it even once.
“But that’s fine.”
For ten long years.
I never abandoned hope that I would Awaken someday.
‘Though I suppose I picked it up and dropped it countless times.’
Hope is a fickle thing.
…Anyway.
That’s why I have a secret stash prepared for when I finally Awakened.
I minimized the game for a moment.
Click. Click.
I rummaged through my computer folders.
“It should be buried somewhere in here.”
After searching for quite a while.
“Found it.”
Inside the ‘Trash’ folder.
Diving deeper through folders labeled ‘Hope’, ‘Damn’, and ‘Awakening’ in sequence.
[Beginner Awakener Training Compendium]
A training compendium officially distributed by the Hunter Association.
A classified document with absolute prohibition on external leakage, but…
I’d collected them by type.
“The black market is a god and invincible.”
Among the many compendiums I’d carefully gathered, I opened the ‘Frost Seal’ compendium.
[You have taken your first step as a Frost Seal ability user.]
“Wow.”
Quite the grand greeting.
[Frost Seal Awakening abilities start at a minimum of A-grade. They are that powerful, but correspondingly difficult to control.]
“Amazing.”
So even if my mana capacity is pathetic, it’s not rock bottom?
This is an incredible advantage.
[A-grade Awakener Kim Young-jae died when his head exploded after losing mana control while training in Frost Seal magic.]
[A-rank Awakened Kim In-tae hastily attempted to use Frost Magic, but his mana circuits overloaded, causing his entire body to rupture and explode.]
[As of today, only a single Frost-attribute Awakened remains in South Korea.]
[That would be South Korea’s Guardian Hunter, whom you surely know—Han Seol-ah.]
[In other words, any Frost-attribute Hunter without Han Seol-ah’s talent dies.]
“….”
[And now it is your turn to wield Frost-attribute mana.]
“Haa….”
…How grim.
Frost-attribute Awakened are rare across the entire world, or so I’ve heard.
Now I understand why.
“They all died, that’s why.”
I turned the page.
[Practical Training Section—Chapter 1]
[Fundamentals]
[Ice Rose Creation]
“Ugh, my head’s spinning.”
‘Normally, don’t they teach the theory first before moving to practical training?’
The pages were crammed densely with incredibly complex magical formations.
There were also an enormous number of anatomical diagrams of the human body.
Flipping through several more pages, I found them overflowing with technical terminology…
“Why is the progression like this?”
…That’s not what matters right now.
I haven’t given up on understanding it.
My immediate priority is determining how much mana I possess.
Fortunately, I found the relevant information not far ahead.
[A Frost-attribute Hunter’s mana capacity is measured by the maximum number of basic spells—Ice Arrows—they can manifest.]
[The grading system recognized by the System is as follows.]
[2 or more—C-rank]
[5 or more—B-rank]
[10 or more—A-rank]
[20 or more—S-rank]
“There’s no EX-rank.”
Well, that makes sense—a basic compendium like this wouldn’t cover such matters.
“But how do I even cast Ice Arrow?”
It’s entirely unclear.
‘I’ve seen Han Seol-ah use it before….’
I remember watching Han Seol-ah focus her concentration and extend her hand, whereupon elongated, diamond-shaped shards of razor-sharp ice materialized and hovered in the air.
‘That must be Ice Arrow.’
—And then.
The moment I recalled Han Seol-ah’s magic.
Crack!
Mana surged through my body like lightning.
The mana that rushed from my mana core straight toward my heart twisted and coiled, tracing an intricate mandala-like formation as if painted by a devoted monk.
It was too complex to comprehend with mere intellect.
And too swift to follow with my eyes.
And beautiful.
I couldn’t begin to fathom how many layers of patterns existed within that delicate formation.
All of this transformation occurred within my body in the span of a single blink.
And then.
Crackle!
“…!”
Before my eyes materialized an elongated diamond-shaped chunk of ice—an ice arrow.
“What?”
I couldn’t fathom how magic had been completed within my body just now.
‘…What is this? I only thought about it, but my body moved on its own?’
How was I supposed to draw something like a mandala with mana?
I understood none of it.
If asked to do it consciously, I never could.
“…Ice arrow.”
This time I recited the incantation aloud.
Crackle!
The ice arrow materialized through the identical sequence as before.
But this time, there were five of them.
…When I chanted the incantation while willing myself to create five, five were indeed created.
“Heh.”
I dispersed them again and repeated the process of creating ice arrows several times.
It worked.
Flawlessly.
Effortlessly.
Though I couldn’t comprehend a single step of the process leading to magic manifestation, my body moved of its own accord and activated the spell.
As if the knowledge were inscribed into my very being.
I remembered clearly.
How Chul-soo from next door had wept in secret because his ability wouldn’t manifest.
Back then, I thought magic must be difficult…
But now that I’ve tried it myself, I think differently.
‘How is this difficult?’
Chul-soo, who cried because his manifestation wouldn’t come.
And the seniors who lost control of their mana while using frost magic and exploded to death?
Did they all simply lack talent?
Perhaps.
Is it because I’m a genius beyond standard classification?
I continued conjuring ice arrows.
Ten. Twenty, the S-rank benchmark.
Fifty.
…One hundred.
I filled my cramped room nearly to bursting with ice arrows, manifesting them relentlessly.
And I maintained them all, yet…
“Something’s off.”
My mana isn’t depleting.
I cleared away all the ice arrows I’d created and conjured another hundred.
Still, my mana doesn’t diminish.
No—I don’t even feel the sensation of mana being consumed.
“Is my mana pool absurdly vast?”
I need more rigorous testing.
Han Seol-ah’s ultimate technique: Eternal Permafrost.
I should try casting that.
This spell is a devastating ice storm that Han Seol-ah unleashes by drawing together all her power.
It’s a grotesque magic born from overcoming Han Seol-ah’s weakness—her insufficient mana reserves—by betting everything on a single, decisive strike.
With this one blow, Han Seol-ah reliably kills the boss and seals the gate.
If I can cast it, I’ll know exactly how vast my mana pool truly is.
It’s the spell that leaves Han Seol-ah completely exhausted after just one shot.
If I can conjure more than one, my mana pool definitely exceeds Han Seol-ah’s during her S-rank days.
“…Let me try.”
As my will surged forth, mana erupted wildly, cascading unbidden.
Whoooosh—!
An orb containing Eternal Permafrost materializes above my palm.
“….”
Even Han Seol-ah can only cast this ultimate technique once—and only after intense concentration and scraping her mana reserves to the absolute bottom.
Yet this Eternal Permafrost…
manifests as easily as conjuring ice arrows.
‘What is this sense of stability?’
Normally, this entire villa would be frozen solid, but my mana responds perfectly to my will, completely under control.
A tempest resting in the palm of my hand.
Then.
Two. Three.
Craaaash—!
Four. Five…
Booooom—!
“Heh heh.”
But then…
Even after all this ridiculous consumption.
My mana.
Doesn’t deplete.
“Ha, hahahaha.”
This means only one thing.
My mana pool far surpasses S-rank.
In other words. EX-rank!
In this very moment.
South Korea has birthed one more EX-rank Hunter.
Who is it?
Me.
“…A complete reversal of fortune….”
My future now gleams with brilliant rose-colored light.

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