I Got an Ex-Class Omnipotent System - Chapter 93

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Chapter 93
93: Where Am I? Who Am I? (1)
Upon reading the message, Dohyun frantically scanned his surroundings, but in this cave-like place, Hanalin and Jiyuchan were nowhere to be found.
Dohyun quickly ventured deeper into the cave and emerged into a dense forest. Faced with this predicament, he closed his eyes and exhaled a heavy sigh.
“Haah, this can’t be happening.”
If thirty minutes had already passed, there was no way Jiyuchan or Hanalin would simply stay put.
Considering their abilities, it was even difficult to assume they remained in this nearby area.
The thought struck me that I now bore two Subordinate debuffs simultaneously.
Party separation and amnesia occurring at the same time—who would have anticipated this?
Despite this, Dohyun maintained an optimistic outlook and retrieved a piece of paper from his pocket.
The handwriting on it was unmistakably Hanalin’s.
[You’ve lost your memory now, and the people you first saw are your allies. We’re inside a dungeon, and we need to discover the conditions for clearing it. Let’s pool our strength, uncover the conditions, and clear this dungeon together.]
The rest of the paper contained a detailed list describing the physical characteristics of the others, but it seemed Hanalin and Jiyuchan had departed this place before they could even sense the paper in his possession.
The situation was undoubtedly troubling, but one saving grace was that Dohyun retained his memories, and—
[Analyzing the Distorted Fragment.]
[Undertake an escort mission from Diria Village and proceed to Marul Village.]
[Upon reaching Marul Village, additional conditions will be revealed.]
—I possessed an extraordinarily powerful ability to directly perceive the dungeon’s conditions.
My party members had scattered in different directions, and I needed to find them and convince them of the situation. Yet Dohyun remained optimistic.
Compared to other parties, this was an exceptionally favorable start.
Above all, I possessed Analysis.
If I wished, I could locate both of them through tracking.
Though initially startled, Dohyun quickly regained his composure and muttered to himself.
“I need to find them first.”
Thinking of the two wandering aimlessly without their memories, Dohyun swiftly activated Tracking.
Enhancing the tracking through Analysis, the footprints extending from the cave became distinctly visible. Among them, Dohyun identified Hanalin’s footprints first and decided to search for her initially.
The reason was simple.
A mage with her memories posed no concern, but a mage without memories could prove vulnerable without a vanguard to protect her.
Jiyuchan was naturally resilient and, as a swordsman, could survive in any situation. With this reasoning, Dohyun set out to track Hanalin’s trail first.
Observing the unsteady footprints leading into the forest, he quickly headed in that direction.
A sharp sound pierced through the air———!!!
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A woman with hair and eyes gleaming in a subtle azure hue wandered aimlessly through the forest.
In the midst of this, she felt her head throbbing and her expression twisted in discomfort.
“Ugh.”
The headache felt as though her skull might split open, but she endured it barely, stumbling forward until she collapsed onto a fallen tree nearby.
The amnesiac Hanalin had swiftly grasped that her memories were absent and that this situation was far from normal, so she instinctively fled the cave.
Encountering other people in her confused, memory-deprived state seemed like a poor choice.
Though she lacked memories of the current situation, her fundamental knowledge, personal memories, understanding of dungeons, and knowledge of Hunters remained intact, granting her sharper judgment than ever.
Thus, as she wandered aimlessly through the forest, she followed the sound of water toward the riverbank, and observing the distant village, she believed her judgment had been sound.
‘…Would I be able to recover my memories if I went to that village?’
The thought crossed my mind, but Hanalin didn’t hold much hope.
Comparing the suddenly vanished memories with the fragments of common sense that remained, I could deduce that I had lost my memories due to magic or some form of debuff, and based on that reasoning, there was no guarantee that the lost memories would return easily.
As I pondered this and began examining my body to understand what I possessed, I felt something amiss and quickly slipped my hand into my pocket.
When a slip of paper emerged, I regained a glimmer of hope and unfolded it, only to find my expression darkening.
The paper contained descriptions of the two men who had been beside me when I awoke, along with the purpose and reason for entering this place—yet I found it incomprehensible.
‘What on earth is this?’
And now, with cold clarity, I read the situation and muttered to myself.
‘I trusted other people and entered a dungeon that steals memories, leaving behind only this single slip of paper?’
It was such an irrational and abnormal line of reasoning that I immediately suspected this note was some kind of trap.
I thought leaving those men initially had been the right choice.
I would never make such an irrational and abnormal decision.
Yet despite my suspicions, I didn’t discard or crumple the paper.
At least.
‘This is my handwriting.’
Though I had lost my memories of the current situation, I could still recognize my own handwriting.
I read through it carefully to see if there was any other content, but finding nothing else, I exhaled deeply and muttered to myself.
‘Should I really see those men?’
They were with me when I lost my memories, so one of them could be the culprit, or they could genuinely be allies as the note suggested.
But I considered it more likely that one of them was responsible, and just as I turned toward the village, I sensed something rapidly approaching this place and began deploying magic to remain vigilant, and then.
‘It’s one of those men.’
I recognized him as one of the men who had been with me when I lost my memories.
Trying to determine which one.
‘The less handsome one.’
The less handsome man—which naturally meant Dohyun.
Upon finding me, Dohyun’s expression softened with relief as he looked at me, but seeing that I remained vigilant, he carefully raised his hands and retrieved a similar slip of paper from his pocket.
Watching Dohyun produce the paper without a word, I couldn’t help but remain deeply suspicious.
Suddenly holding a paper of the same material as the one I possessed seemed suspicious at first glance. I questioned him as he held up the note.
“Why did you follow me?”
Seeing Hanalin speak with a sharp, icy tone, Dohyun recalled the moment he first met her, but now he needed to be cautious.
The current Hanalin was an early version without memories of herself or Dohyun, though her knowledge remained—essentially a wild animal that could become suspicious and flee at the slightest misstep.
So Dohyun carefully raised both hands and attempted to hand over the note, while I frowned and accepted it using telekinesis while maintaining distance.
When I overlaid my note with his, which contained identical content, I could even verify the watermark pattern.
‘…This is definitely my writing.’
I couldn’t remember writing it, but I could recognize my handwriting, so I understood. Yet naturally, I still regarded Dohyun with suspicion and asked.
“You’re saying I’m your ally?”
At those words, Dohyun nodded with some relief and answered.
“Yes, we’re allies.”
As Dohyun answered, my expression froze into something glacial—the very expression I had worn when first meeting him. I drew upon my mana with a cold, mirthless face, and Dohyun immediately realized his mistake.
“…I’ve lost my memories, but you haven’t.”
“Ah.”
At my small exclamation, Hanalin’s eyes filled with conviction as she began deploying all her magic.
The magic infused with intent was honed sharp as a blade, imbued with the keenness of sharpness, and began moving at Hanalin’s gesture, while the surrounding elements simultaneously surged into motion.
Flames erupted. The heat itself carried intent, sharpened by that scorching warmth as it was unleashed. As the flames scattered their heat, they carved and severed the surroundings, and simultaneously the wounded sections ignited into blazing inferno.
The ominous aura of those flames hurtling toward me and even the rocks that burst from the ground as if reaching toward me carried intent, rushing at me like the sharp talons of a hawk.
I countered all those attacks by using oppression and intent to create shockwaves, simultaneously infusing them with the will of dragon slaying and absolute severance, spreading outward to annihilate every spell and all physical forms hurtling toward me.
Kwagagagagaga———!!
As my spherical shockwave spread outward, defending and instantly destroying and blocking everything, Hanalin’s eyes wavered with momentary shock.
From that single technique alone, her keen eye could instantly discern just how formidable my strength was, so she quickly widened the distance and began constructing her magic.
In combat between skilled mages, distance is paramount, so after widening the gap, the magic circle unfolds.
Watching Hanalin genuinely begin her full assault, I exhaled a troubled sigh.
Though Hanalin is naturally suspicious, I never imagined she would go this far even after seeing the note.
‘I did make a mistake….’
I thought the prudent and sharp-minded Hanalin would catch on quickly, but precisely because she was so careful, she tested me, and my blunder caused everything to go wrong.
I found myself wishing I had asked Analysis about this beforehand like some kind of simulation, but then I realized it wasn’t too late even now.
And so I asked Analysis if it was possible.
‘Analysis, is it possible?’
[It is possible to discern Hanalin’s psychology and provide an Analysis of the answer.]
Hearing that it was possible, I spoke to Hanalin to calm her down.
“Narin, calm down. I’ve recovered my memories.”
“…It doesn’t make sense that someone as scatterbrained as you recovered their memories when I haven’t recovered mine.”
“….”
Seeing that I couldn’t say anything, I wondered if she’d struck a nerve, but that wasn’t quite the reaction I was sensing.
It felt like something different entirely. There was no sense of hostility or desire—no impure intentions whatsoever.
‘What is this? Are they really a true comrade?’
I read the fragments of emotion contained in my response to her words, and her expression became somewhat puzzled, but she didn’t want to stop now.
Hanalin’s pride and stubbornness activated because her attack had been blocked yet I stood unmoving—stopping here would feel like losing.
Watching the slightly confused Hanalin, I spoke.
“So you’ve been thinking I’m scatterbrained all this time, huh?”
“…Huh?”
The moment she heard those words, a small wave of regret washed over Hanalin, wondering if she’d done something wrong.

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