The Calamity-Class Artifacts in Ghost Stories Are Obsessed with Me - Chapter 54

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Urban Legends’ Catastrophe-Class Relics Show Obsession — Episode 54
The Janitor mumbled to himself as he hauled his upper body upright, his waist still folded in half.
With half his body shattered from a single blow, the Janitor charged forward like a madman.
Bang!
Woo Ju sent the Janitor flying once more with satisfying force, then glanced behind him.
What he saw made his blood run cold—a tide of figures in school uniforms, security gear, and teacher’s clothes surging toward him.
All of them moved with grotesquely wrong gaits.
Knees bent backward, arms stretched too long, necks twisted at impossible angles.
Yet they all spoke in perfectly ordinary voices, overlapping one another.
“You must not run in the corridor.”
“You must stay at your seat during class.”
“You must listen carefully to your teacher.”
“You must obey the School Rules!”
Multiple voices blended together, filling the corridor with a droning hum.
Nothing like these twisted forms had existed on the upper floors.
‘So they lock away anything that’s gone wrong down here in the Underground?’
Quarantine them, use them when needed. Resourceful, if nothing else.
With that thought, Woo Ju snapped open the Necronomicon.
During his recent time at the company with nothing particular to do, Woo Ju hadn’t merely been idle—Hwa Ryeon hadn’t been either.
The difference was that he’d been receiving special training from Hwa Ryeon whenever he found the chance.
“DEAREL ARI KE MIONE KEKA.”
From Woo Ju’s lips poured a language that human knowledge could scarcely interpret.
“Aaaagh!”
“Kyaaaaaaah!”
Several of the entities curled up on the spot, writhing at the mere sound of those words.
But that was only the prelude to the true effect.
Whoooosh!
Suddenly something erupted from the floor, walls, and ceiling, surging forth to seize the approaching forms.
With that single Incantation, nearly half of the enemy’s feet were bound fast.
Snap!
And Woo Ju seized the opening to move.
Those with bound feet couldn’t respond to him properly.
Crash-!”
As Woo Ju swung the Iron Pipe once, enemies fell like dominoes.
And that was merely the beginning.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Having crossed the line, Woo Ju now swung the Iron Pipe in rapid succession, destroying everything in sight.
“Nooooooo-!”
“Arrrraaaagh!”
The enemies responded with ever-greater numbers.
Had this been the old Woo Ju, he might have found himself in real trouble. But the current Woo Ju was not bothered in the slightest.
Since that last “dream,” the Iron Pipe had become shockingly potent, and he wielded the Necronomicon’s Incantations skillfully besides.
The Necronomicon had far more uses than mere spellcasting.
Whenever he encountered something particularly sturdy, he’d simply open the Necronomicon wide and display it.
“Take a good look at this!”
“Hyaaaaaaagh!”
The usual result was bloodstained tears streaming from their eyes, foam frothing at their mouths, before they collapsed.
Their minds simply couldn’t bear the sight.
“Dart KAHAL!”
Of course, he didn’t forget to weave in shorter Incantations between strikes.
If he was being precise, Woo Ju currently had only two Incantations he could deploy with ease.
The Binding Spell he’d just used, and the Psychic Wave Spell that inflicted mental damage.
Both drew upon the power of an Elder God’s minions, yet Woo Ju was more than capable of bearing that burden.
“Arrrraaaagh!”
But there were enemies for whom the Incantations held no sway.
In those cases, his Iron Pipe flew at them immediately.
Thud!
Even as one teacher who’d resisted the spell sailed through the air, the Iron Pipe did what words could not.
Woo Ju pressed forward, crushing all who came near, advancing with terrible purpose.
His destination: the Staircase.
At least he’d managed to draw their attention successfully, so he decided to keep engaging them in combat while making his escape.
They’d agreed beforehand: attempt a joint retreat if possible, but if that looked impossible, each would get out alone.
‘In a situation like this, going solo would be better.’
That would be easier for Hwa Ryeon too.
Bang, bang, bang!
Crossing the Corridor itself was straightforward enough.
No matter how many enemies rushed at him, they scattered like autumn leaves—hardly worth the effort.
As this one-sided massacre continued unfolding, the school itself changed tactics.
“P-please, help me!”
Suddenly, someone burst through the door ahead.
It was a pale-faced female student.
She was crying out in terror, her voice trembling as she stumbled toward Woo Ju.
“Suddenly the teacher—!”
And then she began rambling earnestly to prove she was just an ordinary person.
“Nice try.”
But Woo Ju, who had already donned the Plague Doctor Mask, wasn’t fooled by the appearance.
More precisely, the moment their eyes met, he could see right through it.
Through the eyeholes of the mask, the figure’s palms and soles were turned inside out.
Its mouth was twisted in a grotesque grin.
Woo Ju swung the Iron Pipe without hesitation.
Whoosh!
The form that took the direct hit vanished without a trace. But Woo Ju felt the solid contact.
People said spirits couldn’t be harmed by physical force? That just meant you weren’t hitting hard enough.
With sufficient power, even a spirit could be torn apart.
“Ahhhhh.”
“No… no…”
You could see it in how the enemies reacted.
By the time he reached the Staircase, they no longer rushed at him recklessly.
They swarmed around him, encircling him, but not a single one stepped forward to attack first.
They had good reason.
They’d just watched the ones before them literally ‘vanish’ over and over.
A few more tried to mimic the earlier female ghost, wearing human forms to deceive him, but even that failed completely.
Woo Ju advanced with unstoppable momentum, broke through to the Staircase, and successfully reached the upper floor.
‘Still a long way to go.’
The ground floor was still distant, but at this pace, escape seemed assured.
Rumble, rumble, rumble!
Then it happened.
The ground suddenly trembled violently, and something strange occurred.
The Corridor that had stretched straight ahead suddenly began twisting and coiling in all directions.
Woo Ju stopped mid-stride and frowned at the sight.
‘Endless tricks.’
Physical force alone wouldn’t solve this—it was now manipulating space itself.
Seeing this, the true nature of his opponent suddenly became clear.
He was fighting the ‘School’ itself.
The twisted School Building and students were merely puppets it moved.
The warped School itself was what dragged people here and kept them trapped.
“Can’t be helped.”
Woo Ju shook his head and resumed walking.
Fortunately, he was quite confident with mazes.
Crash!
If a maze ceases to be a maze, that solves the problem, doesn’t it?
He’d done this plenty of times before, so Woo Ju knew perfectly well how to bring down walls efficiently.
There was no need to always swing with maximum force.
Once you judged the structural strength, you simply adjusted your swing accordingly.
Crack!
The wall crumbled as expected.
By advancing in a straight line like this, no amount of spatial twisting mattered—it was no obstacle at all.
Woo Ju ran along a Corridor tilted almost forty-five degrees, then swung the Iron Pipe once more.
The wall collapsed, revealing another Staircase beneath it.
For reasons unknown, only the Staircase remained in its original form, pointing steadily upward.
Could the Staircase be territory this thing couldn’t touch? Or was this entire place a trap?
Impossible to know.
He simply ran.
Bang!
After climbing staircases without number and breaking through walls equally countless, something shifted.
This time, not a corridor—a Classroom.
But there were no desks, no blackboard, no windows.
Instead, walls on all sides writhed like raw flesh itself.
As if the school’s inner body had been turned inside out.
“God. This is disgusting.”
The moment the words left his mouth, dozens of eyes materialized in the walls. They fixed on Woo Ju.
Only then did Woo Ju understand the source of the unease he’d felt descending Underground.
The sensation of being watched continuously. Yet whenever he’d turned to look, nothing was there.
Now he knew the truth: something had been there all along.
‘It’s been watching the whole time.’
The infiltration team reported that whenever anyone violated the School Rules, something—ghostly in its prescience—had tipped off the Janitor for a lecture. Now he understood why.
The school itself had eyes. Of course nothing could happen here without being seen.
‘Perfect.’
In a way, the sight reassured him.
If its gaze was fixed here, its attention must be weaker elsewhere.
“Go, go!”
Woo Ju didn’t waste time with preliminaries—he charged toward where a door should have been.
The walls convulsed. Hundreds of arms erupted from within.
The sight of arms—hundreds of pairs—thrusting through the gaps between the scattered eyes was grotesque, but not enough to stop him.
Crack-crack-crack-crack!
He swung the Iron Pipe with full power. The arms reaching for him snapped like brittle straw.
But ordinary force wouldn’t suffice.
Woo Ju felt it instinctively and poured strength into the grip.
Once, he would have hesitated, searched for alternatives.
Now he had no need.
Whoooosh!
Brilliant light blazed from the Iron Pipe.
In the same instant, every eye in the walls snapped wide open.
Woo Ju didn’t flinch from that gaze. He lifted the Iron Pipe—and swung.
━━━━━━━━!
An explosion of sound dwarfing anything before. One entire wall vaporized.
It wasn’t merely an exaggeration to say a missile had struck and embedded itself.
Woo Ju hurled himself through the new void and thought hard.
‘This level of power—I’ve got maybe five uses left. At most.’
During measurement, he’d never channeled this much force.
The measuring equipment would have been obliterated otherwise.
So only now could he feel it fully.
Even for Woo Ju, this couldn’t be used repeatedly.
Bang, bang, bang!
But it didn’t matter. Weaker obstacles burst apart with casual swings.
Boom-boom-boom-boom!
All the while, the School Building trembled, something collapsing with a grinding shriek.
That blow to escape the strange Classroom had clearly been tremendous.
So as he ascended multiple flights of Staircase, nothing blocked his path even once.
‘Almost there!’
Woo Ju took the steps two, three at a time, eyes upward.
Far above, the first-floor Corridor came into view. Once he reached it, everything after would be simple.
Just exit the building and pass through the School Gate.
The school would try to stop him, of course, but that was true now as well.
‘Will Hwa Ryeon be okay?’
Woo Ju’s mind flickered to her with concern—then he shook his head sharply.
Now wasn’t the time for worrying about others.
Everything in the school was diving at him with lethal intent.
Crash!
Woo Ju stamped on a falling piece of the School Building and vaulted higher.
With that, after stepping into the first-floor corridor, he pushed his speed even higher and sprinted toward the School Gate he’d passed through on the way to school.
“Block it! Block him!”
“Aaahhhhh!”
The School Gate was barricaded by countless figures—no, ghosts.
Their resolve to prevent his escape was unmistakable, crystalline.
To honor that fierce determination, Woo Ju swung the Iron Pipe once more without restraint.
Crash-BOOOOOM!
The entire front face of the building shattered to dust.
And the instant Woo Ju hurled himself through the gaping breach in the School Gate—
—Take me with you!
Someone seized him violently.
Continued in the next episode ▶
Catastrophe-Class Relics from Urban Legends Obsess
Author
Lee Se-gye
Publishers
Kim Seok-hwan, Choi Se-ra
Published by
Gra Publishing
Contact
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Publication Date
May 26, 2026
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