The Lone SF Transmigrator in the Otherworld Forum

Thinking back now, it was truly an ordinary life.

A daily life of crying and laughing over small things, being sad and happy over trivial matters. A common, unremarkable life that could be seen anywhere.

However…

-Honey. Yui's latest hospital bill…

-What about the savings?

-If we break into that too, our days ahead…

-Haa… What about Woojin?

-He should be sleeping.

-What should we do?

Woojin. Right. There was a time when I was called by that name.

A family with a child named Yui, born with an incurable congenital disease.

The enormous hospital bills for my sister. The declining family fortunes. The sighs and worries of my parents.

I think I harbored some resentment in my childhood. Having to watch our family fortunes decline to pay for the hospital bills of a younger sister who didn't even welcome me much when I visited the hospital.

In my immature childhood, I think I even resented that girl who never really got to even step outside the hospital.

Looking back, it's a truly shameful past.

When my parents passed away in an accident and I was floundering in despair, my sister was the only one to stay with me.

The little girl who asked to stop hospital treatment and give up on herself. I even once caught her asking a nurse about life insurance.

When I realized that my sister was the only family left worrying about me, only then could I properly face her.

After that, thanks to my parents' friend who learned of our situation, we appeared on TV and received donations to maintain the hospital bills.

Of course, the donations didn't solve everything, and from then on, I did all sorts of jobs to cover my sister's remaining hospital bills.

There was nothing I wouldn't do for my only family member left in this world.

The girl gradually regained her smile, and I too found the courage to live on.

But when I finally gained the strength to stand up again… Yui was given a terminal diagnosis.

This happened just one day before I transmigrated into CGH.

***

"Haa, haa…"

His Karlstein's near-infinite mental barrier rose again, and his agitated emotions began to subside.

Even Aria could not mention his sister in front of him. The process of killing emotions as his mental barrier visibly activated could not have been good for him.

Aria also deliberately refrained from bringing up his memories that were close to trauma. This was as close to a taboo for Karlstein as could be established by implicit agreement.

"Haa, haa."

Karlstein acknowledged the power of this perilous cave. It penetrated his firm willpower and brought to the surface his most vulnerable, most difficult memories to uncover, squeezing his chest.

"Haa."

Karlstein shook his head to clear his mind.

"Fortunately… it seems to have activated…"

This was one of the results that came from researching Three Thousand's cultivation techniques in the Galactic Empire: Reversal of Causality.

Karlstein, who had only used powers intuitively, instructed Aria to create such a technique. A technique that could activate Delroa's power like an Immortal's formation.

"Ugh…"

Karlstein clutched his throbbing head. But before he could properly come to his senses, he felt something off.

"!!"

Just as all sorts of space-time illusions enveloped the surroundings, the surrounding scenery distorted and someone's memories he had never known flooded in.

"…Longquan?"

Starting with his wish to erase the entire world and create a single paradise, the course of his life was injected into Karlstein's mind.

"!!"

A truly vast flood of memories.

As the memories of an Immortal who had lived for an immeasurable time were injected, he even felt the unpleasantness of another existence mixing in.

"…"

Memories so vast that they could sweep away the ego of an ordinary person.

But for Karlstein, protected by Mental Invariability, it wasn't even a momentary fever.

After that brief moment passed.

"Looks like I've turned into a total monster."

Karlstein realized he had absorbed the entire existence of Longquan. Not only that, the memories, knowledge, and enlightenment that he had cultivated were vividly absorbed.

Holy shit.

While he did like having it the easy way, this was too much. It was to the point of making him feel sorry for Longquan.

Fwoosh-

As Karlstein pointed his index finger forward, golden light burst from his fingertip, pushing back the space that seemed to mix reality and unreality, and the scenery of Mount Shengluo began to reflect again.

It still felt strange, like looking through a mirror, but just a little more…

At that moment, someone entered his view in the scenery beyond the mirror.

"Longquan?"

He discovered Longquan floating in the air with his mouth open, as if only a shell remained without reason. In front of Longquan, a crude blue bronze mirror was floating, getting closer to Longquan.

Although no energy could be felt from the bronze mirror, Karlstein's intuition said that it was no ordinary object. No, that it might be the Ziwen Mirror itself.

Karlstein became urgent. He thought nothing good would happen if Longquan and the mirror touched.

Currently, he was not in the same space as Longquan. It was difficult to take immediate action. He was in a strange space inside the cliff hole.

Karlstein unknowingly formed hand seals and began pushing away the surrounding space. But the situation was not easy.

His pupils turned golden as he observed the surroundings. This was a space where the materialized Prohibitions within the sealing site were swirling. It seemed the Ziwen Mirror's sealing formation was moving on its own to push Karlstein away.

It even felt as if the sealing formation was desperately trying to expel him.

"…"

Using Longquan's knowledge and enlightenment, along with Karlstein's intuition, he could easily summarize the current situation.

The sealing formation had become a sphere made only of magical characters and was gradually contracting the entire space he was in. Its purpose was his permanent expulsion.

Karlstein realized it was a moment of choice as he watched Longquan getting closer to the mirror.

First, allow the sealing formation's scheme in exchange for obtaining the Ziwen Mirror.

Second, give up the Ziwen Mirror and undo the sealing formation.

Karlstein wanted to break the sealing formation, but the power felt from the sphere of magical characters was ominous. He felt an enormous resistance as if the entire world was rejecting him.

Now that he had absorbed Longquan's memories, he could feel it even more acutely.

Expulsion?

It probably wouldn't apply just to Zhangjiajie.

"…"

Karlstein pondered his current choice, but there was only one answer.

Ziwen Mirror.

What was the purpose of coming here in the first place? He couldn't give it up now.

Although he didn't know exactly how the expulsion would occur, if he gave up the power of the Ziwen Mirror, the future would grow uncertain.

Having made his decision, Karlstein stopped resisting the sealing formation and drew upon his remaining strength to project towards Longquan and the bronze mirror beyond the mirror.

At the same time, he busily formed hand seals with his left hand, uttering incantations, and also summoned Platty.

Pop-

Platty appeared with 5 chains of light attached due to the movement to Zhangjiajie. Realizing Karlstein's intention the moment it was summoned, Platty anxiously prepared for dimensional travel.

Just as all preparations were complete…

What happened next was so instantaneous that even Karlstein's memory wasn't clear. Also because it was inside the rapidly changing sealing formation.

A mysterious Kaiju appeared by tearing through empty space. The lower jaw of its face was that of a human woman, and above that, a being with purple hair covered by a monster's carapace like a mask.

At the same time Karlstein realized it was Prohiden, it tried to disappear, grabbing Longquan's soulless shell. Before going, it looked his way and opened its mouth slightly, leaving some kind of message.

Though he could not hear anything, Karlstein felt his heart stop.

"…!"

But he could not just stand there stupidly. Karlstein twisted causality to secure the Ziwen Mirror while reaching out to Platty.

Crack-

The rapidly contracting sealing formation finally dug into his heart, and simultaneously, he disappeared along with the Ziwen Mirror and Platty.

***

"We're abandoned for certain."

Yongyong looked up at the sky, appearing somewhat gaunt.

"But as they say, misfortune may be a blessing in disguise."

Countless mystic beasts were lined up behind him.

As Yongyong lightly exhaled with his dragon's huge body, the numerous mystic beasts following him trembled in fear.

"Once an SF Mecha Dragon, I, Yongyong, have completed my class change to Taming Master."

Thud.

As Yongyong clenched his fist, as if in sync with his emotions, the countless mystic beasts roared and stomped their front paws.

Thud thud!

"As the ruler of the Spirit Mystical Realm, I can't just let this slide!"

Even as Yongyong said this, an instinctive fear crept up, but it was different from before. 380 years had made the fear ingrained in his instincts much fainter.

Of course, that did not mean he was going to turn against Big Bro Karlstein. But could he not at least speak up confidently?

-Heheh. Is it time to show how we've changed?

"That's right! Fist King Raymond!"

-….

Yongyong had learned to put on a strong front. Beside him, a jade-colored skeleton was sighing.

-…Right.

Many thoughts crossed his mind at being called the Fist King, he who was once called the Progenitor of Magic.

-If this is fate….

A ghostly flame rose from Raymond's empty skull. As the ghostly flame spread throughout his body, it covered his jade-colored bones like muscles.

"The effect of physical training…"

-….

Raymond felt a bit of self-loathing, but quickly shook it off. That did not matter at the moment.

120 years had passed since he encountered Yongyong in the Spirit Mystical Realm. Now it was time to resolve his accumulated resentment.

"I wonder how much time has passed on their side!"

-The flow of time was different.

For Raymond, it took a whole 746 years to gain enlightenment in the profound art of the fist.

"Then let's start returning!"

-…Very well.

Yongyong felt excited even as he was nervous. What would Karlstein say when he saw how strong they had become?

'We're coming to meet you now…!'

***

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