Not A Regressor - Chapter 133

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I Am Not a Regressor Chapter 133
Night Falls at Noon (9)
My mind drifted as though intoxicated by some drug.
My vision was dark, and my senses felt hazy, as if shrouded by heavy clouds.
Yet despite this.
━The black sky that covered the heavens alone.
Came into focus with startling clarity.
‘Is this… the Primordial Sky?’
I grasped at my fading consciousness and slowly lifted my head.
The sky shone with a pure blue light, unmarred by a single cloud.
Yet for some reason, it felt dark, as though thick storm clouds hung overhead.
‘Hah.’
I exhaled heavily and examined my body.
Just as torrential rain pours from storm-laden skies.
I felt the magical power that had been draining from me during my fight with Cheon Do-yoon refilling on its own.
‘I’ve experienced this a few times before.’
Magical power so vast it seemed bottomless.
Yet it was not the magical power of the stigma I had grown accustomed to using.
A sinister power, different from stigma magic and strangely viscous, poured endlessly from the dark clouds that covered the sky.
-Crackle, crackle!
I raised my hand lightly and summoned lightning.
Not the usual blue light, but lightning of a deep, dark hue burned quietly in my palm.
Despite using the Primordial Sky for the first time.
I felt a familiar sensation, as though returning to an ancient homeland.
“W-what?! What have you done, you bastard!!”
In the distance, I could see Cheon Do-yoon, gripping his eyes in panic.
Trembling with terror, his body shaking in the unfamiliar darkness.
The image of Ha-eun crying on the hospital bed suddenly flashed through my mind.
‘How does it feel now?’
I tried to speak to the trembling Cheon Do-yoon.
But for some reason, no voice emerged from my throat.
‘…What’s this?’
I frowned and looked down at my body.
Parts of my form had become dark clouds, melting into the shadows.
‘Is this also an effect of the Primordial Sky?’
My consciousness felt increasingly hazy.
I turned my body slowly toward Cheon Do-yoon, who was convulsing as if seized by a fit.
Before my consciousness faded further, there was something I needed to do first.
“I-I concede! I forfeit the Dragon’s Heart and everything!!”
My fight with Cheon Do-yoon ended with an almost pathetic ease.
Is this what it feels like to fight a three-year-old child with a blindfold over their eyes?
A giggle burst from my lips as I watched Cheon Do-yoon thrashing about, engulfed in thick dark clouds as if drowning in despair.
━An intoxicating sense of omnipotence.
The sensation of trampling a high-tier awakener—one who dwelled in the realm beyond humanity—without lifting a single finger was as thrilling as a drug coursing through my veins.
‘At this rate.’
Even the Constellations gleaming in the night sky seemed like something I could devour whole.
‘Ah.’
The more I intoxicated myself with the power of the Black Heaven, the more my consciousness grew hazy.
Not just parts of my body transforming into dark clouds as they were now.
If my entire body were to become dark clouds, if my very soul were to dissolve into the Black Heaven.
━How much deeper could I sink into this exquisite omnipotence?
‘Ah, mmm.’
A temptation so sickeningly sweet.
The black clouds blanketing the sky felt as comforting as slipping beneath blankets after a warm shower.
Like spilled ink spreading across parchment, I watched my body gradually transform into dark clouds.
‘Danger, stop.’
Kwon O-jin bit down on his lips, desperately clinging to his fading consciousness.
A sense of crisis pushed against his back—if he continued like this, he would never return to his former self.
‘Wake up.’
Darkness lay thick and suffocating.
In the darkness where not even an inch ahead could be seen, I wandered searching for light.
A single strand of blue light pierced through his flickering consciousness.
‘The stigma of the Lyra Constellation.’
The starlight of Polaris.
Even through the thick dark clouds that blanketed the night sky, it shone with brilliant radiance.
“Huff, ha!”
My consciousness, which had been growing hazy like surfacing from water, suddenly became clear again.
I touched my throat, feeling the breath escaping from my lips.
‘It’s still there.’
Unlike moments before when it had transformed into dark clouds, my throat remained intact.
‘That was close.’
A chilling shiver ran down my spine.
If I had failed to find the stigma of the Lyra Constellation in that endless darkness.
I might have dissolved into the Black Heaven, never to return.
‘Regardless.’
There was no time for sentimentality.
I turned my head and looked down at Cheon Do-yoon, whose body trembled pathetically.
‘Time to wrap this up.’
But first.
I intended to extract everything that could be extracted from him.
“If you do me one favor, I’ll let you leave this place.”
“R-really? You’ll actually let me leave here?”
I gazed down at the hope glistening in Cheon Do-yoon’s eyes and smiled darkly.
I approached him, lying there like a broken tumbler with his limbs severed.
“Tell me everything you know. Be as detailed as possible.”
“E-everything I know…? What, what are you talking about?”
“Anything works. The dragon’s heart and the dragon’s eye, the Black Star Society, the Black Star Constellation or the Demon Realm—if you tell me everything you know.”
The blue aura rippled ominously.
“I’ll let you live.”
“….”
Cheon Do-yoon swallowed hard and opened his mouth.
“T-the dragon’s heart displays its greatest power when used by an awakener of the Dragon Constellation!”
“Next.”
“I heard that those Seahorse Constellation bastards have completely taken over the Osaka region.”
“Next.”
“The Black Star Constellation are Constellations that were ostracized and banished by the other Constellations in the past as ‘satellites.'”
“Next.”
Next, next, next.
A low voice echoed eerily.
“T-the one who ordered me to bring the dragon’s heart was….”
“Was?”
Click.
Cheon Do-yoon’s words abruptly stopped.
He averted his gaze from the blue aura, cold sweat dripping profusely.
He wanted to speak of the ‘snake,’ but the curse she had placed on him sealed his lips no matter how hard he tried.
“Why? Can’t you speak?”
“W-wait! Just wait a moment!!”
“It’s fine, it’s fine. I understand completely.”
Giggle, giggle, giggle.
A sinister laugh echoed in his ears.
“I-I’ve told you everything I can! P-please let me out of here!”
“Yes, I understand.”
Kwon O-jin hummed softly as she cradled his wrinkled cheek in her hand.
“Now, close your eyes slowly, and count to a hundred with your mouth.”
She whispered like singing.
“Slowly… very slowly. Understand? If you speed up, I’ll make you start all over again.”
“Y-yes, I understand.”
His head shook frantically.
“One, two, three.”
Following her words, he counted slowly.
Slowly, slowly.
“One hundred fifty, one hundred fifty-one, one hundred fifty-two.”
Ah.
How could a mere fifteen minutes feel so impossibly distant?
Maddening anxiety and dread rose like bile in my throat.
Yet paradoxically, the greater my desperation grew, the more my hope swelled alongside it.
“Five hundred forty-two, five hundred forty-three, five hundred forty-four.”
With each number that climbed higher.
I hoped more desperately.
I yearned more intensely.
For this darkness to end, with every fiber of my being.
“Nine hundred ninety-eight, nine hundred ninety-nine… one thousand.”
The end of the Tunnel, which had seemed to stretch into eternity, finally appeared.
Beyond the Tunnel’s mouth, the landscape revealed itself as.
Still a black sky—nothing visible even an inch ahead.
“Ah, ah…”
Cheon Do-yoon convulsed, his body writhing as if seized by a seizure.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!”
Tears streamed down his weathered cheeks.
“Why, why, how could this be…! You said you’d let me out if I counted to one thousand…!”
“Oh, that?”
Hehehehe.
A chilling laugh echoed through the darkness.
And then.
“It was a lie.”
Crack!
Black lightning pierced through Cheon Do-yoon’s skull.
….
Kwon O-jin slowly extended his hand toward Cheon Do-yoon’s limp corpse.
Rumble.
Black clouds engulfed his body.
“Hah.”
The mana of the Owl Constellation flowed in through the dark clouds.
A magnitude entirely different from the Owls he’d absorbed until now.
A colossal mass of power.
-Ding!
[You have successfully absorbed the stigma of Awakener ‘Cheon Do-yoon’.]
[The Owl Constellation has been completed.]
[You may now receive the blessing of Noctua, the Constellation of the Owl Constellation.]
[You may set the Owl Constellation as your primary stigma. Will you proceed?]
“They’d think I’ve lost my mind.”
It wasn’t even worth considering.
I swatted away the blue message window that had materialized before my eyes like I was brushing off a gnat.
“Ugh!”
Sizzle!
The moment I dismissed the message, a searing pain erupted across my left chest.
When I lifted my blood-soaked shirt, I could see that the number of marks etched beside the Lyra Constellation stigma had increased to seven.
‘I’ve reached Seven-Star.’
Well.
I’d consumed an entire Nine-Star awakener known as Tal Inhuman.
It would’ve been strange if nothing had changed.
‘The Succession…’
Even waiting patiently, the Succession hadn’t manifested separately.
‘Is it because I used the Heavenly Path?’
I couldn’t say for certain.
Besides, I’d already extracted all the necessary information from Cheon Do-yoon.
There was no need to read his records through Succession.
‘Then.’
I turned to survey the thick black clouds blanketing the surroundings and took a shallow breath.
Placing my hand over my left chest.
I closed the wide-open sky.
-Rummmmmble!!
The black clouds were sucked into my body.
“O, Ojina!!!”
The moment the clouds vanished, I saw Ha-eun rushing toward me urgently.
“W-what the hell was that just now? You, the clouds from your body were just…!”
“Noona.”
“Like some kind of damn vacuum cleaner exploding!!”
“Just shut up for a second, will you.”
What vacuum cleaner was she even talking about.
“W-where did Cheon Do-yoon go? H-how are all your wounds healed?”
“I’ll explain everything when we get home.”
Not only had I been caught using the Black Heaven, but now she’d witnessed me using the Heavenly Path as well.
No matter how much of a con artist I was, I couldn’t deceive her with lies here.
“Besides.”
One step.
I moved closer to her.
“Ojina…?”
I could see Ha-eun trembling slightly as she looked up at me.
She looked adorably like a frightened puppy.
Finally, I reached out and placed my hand on her cheek, flushed red as an apple.
The warmth traveled through my fingertips.
I caressed her cheek tenderly, as though stroking a precious treasure.
“Since I’m not blind, I don’t need to take responsibility for you, right?”
“Huh?”
Ha-eun’s eyes widened in surprise.
“Oh, no. That is… what I meant was! Ah, what I said earlier was… um, what was it?”
Recalling the confession she’d made to Kwon O-jin, she stammered and fumbled over her words.
“Ahem! Well, yes. Since my eyes are perfectly fine, there’s no need to take responsibility… uh, is there?”
She averted her gaze with a somewhat dejected expression.
Kwon O-jin gazed at her turned head and let out a soft chuckle.
“That’s a lie.”
“Huh? What? What do you…?”
“That you don’t need to take responsibility.”
“What do you mean by that… mmph!”
I pulled her close by the waist with force.
Our lips met.

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