The Returned Hunter Has Awakened to a Hidden Class - Chapter 92

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Chapter 92

Vasago Sealed Realm (2)

Step-

 Kim Jun began walking.

 To the room straight ahead. To the empty, gray room.

 And past that room to the room straight ahead again.

Step-

 He kept walking.

 One room, two rooms, three rooms.

 They were all identical. Size, color, structure. Empty spaces with nothing in them.

‘This is strange.’

 After walking this much, he should have reached the end.

 No matter how massive the temple with the throne had been initially, it wasn’t this big.

‘Is this Vasago’s ability?’

 A space where common sense doesn’t apply.

 Kim Jun changed direction.

 This time to the right.

Step-

 Another room. The same room.

 Beyond that, another room. And another room.

 Straight ahead again.

Step-

 He kept walking.

 How much time had passed?

 10 minutes? 20 minutes? Or an hour?

 He couldn’t tell. In this place, he couldn’t even check the time, and his senses were gradually dulling.

 Kim Jun stopped.

“Vasago.”

 He spoke aloud.

“Where are you?”

 Kim Jun began asking.

 This is Vasago’s ‘Sealed Realm.’ 

 It must be where Vasago is sealed.

 If it’s a sealed being, it should normally welcome someone who came to free it.

 But Vasago doesn’t reveal himself.

 Instead, he’s trapped him in this maze.

 According to what he heard from Andras.

“He locked himself up!”

“Himself?”

“Yeah! That old man is crazy!”

 Why on earth did he lock himself up?

 Setting aside his questions.

Step-

 Kim Jun walked again.

 East. West. South. North.

 He kept moving while changing directions.

 But the result was the same. Wherever he went, the same room. Endlessly continuing gray spaces.

 More time passed.

 Kim Jun’s breathing became slightly rough. His throat was dry. He was hungry too.

‘It’s been over two hours.’

 He was certain. He had definitely walked for a long time.

 Then.

Swoosh-!

“…!”

 Something poured into Kim Jun’s mind.

 They were scenes. No, they were videos. 

 Countless videos began playing simultaneously.

 They were all Kim Jun. Future Kim Jun.

“Urgh!”

 Kim Jun clutched his head.

 There were too many. Too fast. Thousands, tens of thousands of scenes flowed in simultaneously.

 The first future.

 Kim Jun keeps walking through this room. For days. For weeks. Eventually he collapses from starvation.

 He dies sprawled on the floor.

 The second future.

 Kim Jun goes to the left room. The moment he takes a step, the floor collapses. He falls underground. It’s a spike trap. His whole body is torn apart. He dies.

 The third future.

 Kim Jun goes straight ahead. Straight ahead again. Keeps going straight. In the twentieth room, food appears. Bread, water, fruit. Infinitely regenerating. Kim Jun lives there for the rest of his life. Without being able to escape. He dies as an old man.

 The fourth future.

 Kim Jun goes right. The ceiling collapses. He’s crushed by rocks. He dies.

 Fifth, sixth, seventh.

 Continuously, continuously, continuously.

 All death.

“Urgh… what is this…”

 Kim Jun groaned.

 It was too vivid. As if he had experienced it directly.

 The pain of starvation, the agony of being pierced by spikes, the crushing pressure of being pinned under the ceiling. He felt it all.

 Kim Jun’s legs trembled.

Thud-

 He sat down on the floor. He crossed his legs.

‘Let me organize this.’

 He took a deep breath. Exhaled.

 Slowly, calmly.

‘Why is he suddenly showing me this?’

 Kim Jun had doubts.

 The ability to see the future. Vasago’s ability.

 Why did he give this to Kim Jun?

‘A test.’

 Kim Jun was certain.

 A test given by Vasago. Give him the ability to read the future and find a safe path.

‘Then let me analyze this.’

*

 The future of going left from left in this room where he is now.

Rustle-

 There’s a trap. A spike trap hidden in the floor. Can he avoid it? No. It’s too fast. He gets pierced. He dies.

 Then what if he breaks through that trap?

Stab-

 The next room also has a trap. The ceiling collapses. He can’t avoid it. He gets crushed. He dies.

 If he went left again from that room?

Clang-

 The same. A trap. Death.

 Up? Death.

 Down? Death.

 If he returned to This Room again?

Swoosh-!

 Death as well.

‘Left won’t work.’

 Then what about right?

 He envisioned the future of going right.

 There were traps there too. But fewer than on the left. Some could be avoided.

 Avoiding traps, to the next room. Avoiding more traps, to the next room.

 But.

Stab-!

 He dies in the end. Around the tenth room. An unavoidable trap. Death.

‘Right won’t work either.’

 Then straight ahead?

 The future of going straight. No traps. Safe. Keep going. Straight again. Keep going straight.

 Around the twentieth room, food appears.

 Bread, water, fruit. Infinitely regenerating. Kim Jun lives there. For life. Unable to escape. He grows old and dies.

‘Straight ahead isn’t the answer either.’

 Backward? If he returned to the entrance? Death as well. The entrance had already changed too. He couldn’t go back.

*

 Time passed.

 He couldn’t tell how much had passed.

 Kim Jun kept calculating. Analyzing. Pursuing futures.

 Left of left of straight. Death.

 Right of straight of straight. Death.

 Straight of right of right of straight. Death.

 Straight of left of straight of left. Death.

 Left of left of left of straight of straight. Death.

 Straight of left of straight of straight of…

 Continuously, continuously, continuously.

 Hundreds, thousands, ten thousand.

 No, more than that.

 Sweat dripped from Kim Jun’s forehead. His hands trembled. His whole body felt heavy.

 But he didn’t stop.

 He tracked all the futures flooding his mind.

 Not missing a single one. Every possibility. Every path.

*

 The dark circles under Kim Jun’s eyes deepened. His lips were parched.

 And.

‘…’

 He realized.

 Every choice led to death.

 Over ten thousand futures. Perhaps tens of thousands. All those futures, without exception, ended in death.

‘Was it wrong from the beginning?’

 Was This Room itself a trap? Should he have listened to Andras?

 But it was already too late.

‘There’s no answer.’

 Kim Jun sighed.

 Vasago had given a test. Granted the ability to see the future. Then there should be an answer. A path to survival.

 But there wasn’t. Every future was death.

‘Why?’

 Doubt arose.

‘Why do all futures lead to death?’

 And another doubt.

‘Why did he show me multiple futures?’

 If the future was predetermined, he only needed to show one. This is how you will die.

 But he showed tens of thousands.

 Kim Jun looked around. It was quiet. No footsteps, no breathing, nothing could be heard.

“Future…”

 Kim Jun muttered.

“Is the future predetermined?”

 The past is predetermined. Things that already happened. Unchangeable.

 The present is what I’m creating now. With my choices.

 Then the future?

‘Multiple futures.’

 The tens of thousands of futures Vasago showed. They were all different. They changed according to choices.

 If he sighed, one future. If he made a sound, a different future. If he petted Meong Meong, yet another future.

 Every trivial action affected the future.

‘Then.’

 Kim Jun was certain.

“It’s not predetermined.”

 There are multiple futures. Why? Because they change according to present choices.

 If he goes left now, one future; if he goes right, a different future.

 Choices create the future.

“Then those futures are…”

 He realized.

“Mere possibilities.”

 Those tens of thousands of futures aren’t confirmed fate.

 They’re just possibilities. They can change depending on what choices Kim Jun makes.

“What Vasago showed me.”

 Kim Jun continued thinking.

“The futures when I give up.”

 If he becomes discouraged by an undetermined future, trembles in fear, and just sits still, he dies.

 If he does nothing, if he surrenders to fate, that’s what happens.

“I won’t give up over something like this.”

 Perhaps the countless skulls visible in this place.

 Might have died after giving up, discouraged by the futures Vasago showed them.

 But.

 Taking action changes things. Making choices brings change. Because the future is something to be created.

“Shall I go see if I’m right?”

 Kim Jun stood up.

Crack-

 His bones creaked. How long had he been sitting? His legs were numb. His whole body ached.

Stretch-

 He stretched his body. He took a deep breath.

“I found the answer, Vasago.”

 Kim Jun walked forward.

Step-

 To the room where he would die first. To the left room.

 Anyway, no matter where he went, the ending would be the same. 

 Of course, there were differences in how he would die, but ultimately there was no future to choose.

 So it didn’t matter which room he went to – up, down, left, or right.

Step step-

 What Kim Jun had to do wasn’t to see the predetermined future and tremble in fear while settling for this place.

 Not to be scared of the set future, but to decide the present for himself.

“Kyaak!”

 Suddenly Meong Meong panted and tried to stop him.

“Meong Meong?”

“Kyaak!”

 Perhaps because Meong Meong had also seen countless futures while being held in Kim Jun’s arms.

 She repeatedly barked pitifully and cried.

“Don’t worry.”

“Kyaak!”

“I said don’t worry.”

“Kyaa…meow?”

Swoosh-

 Kim Jun entered the room. The room where he had seen the most deaths.

“…”

 But nothing happened.

 There were no metal blades flying at him as soon as he entered the room.

 There was no ground collapsing into infinite underground floors.

 Nothing.

“As expected.”

 Kim Jun smiled.

 At that moment.

“Kuhahahahahaha!!”

 Laughter burst out.

Shiii-

 Something appeared from the darkness. An old man with faintly white skull-like eyes.

 Golden bracelets, golden necklaces, countless ornaments dangled from him.

“Correct! That’s the answer, human!”

 The old man shouted.

Shiiiik-!

 The infinite rooms rippled. They crumpled, merged into one, and began to reveal the form of a grand temple.

 The gray rooms disappeared. Instead, magnificent pillars, high ceilings, and splendid walls appeared.

“Ahaha, klklklklkl! Kim Jun. My only variable.”

 The old man looked at Kim Jun and laughed.

“Vasago?”

“That’s right.”

 The old man, Vasago, nodded his head.

“Congratulations on passing my test.”

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