On Hiatus: God's Personal Reasons-Chapter 288: #Daily Life (3) - Love in Your Arms

Necromancer, a term referring to individuals with the special ability to raise the dead as their minions. The bizarre supernatural power, which allowed them to command countless corpses alone, earned them the title “One-Man Army.”

A grim reaper–like old man in black robes stood before them. He was the pinnacle of necromancers, Ko Sa-Deuk.

“I’m glad I came with you, Mi-Na noona! They said I couldn’t come with an appointment. Though, once your name was mentioned, everything went smoothly. You’re the best!”

“H-hmph. This is...nothing.” Sung Mi-Na blushed slightly.

Meanwhile, Ko Sa-Deuk sat arrogantly in the Paulownia Tree chair in his office. His eyes narrowed as he keenly observed the two.

“Keke. We’ve got guests. But who is the young man next to you? I’ve never seen him before.”

“Hello, my name is Yu Il-Shin.” Yu Il-Shin bowed with a silly smile.

Ko Sa-Deuk assessed the young man, then clicked his tongue softly. “Tsk tsk. Useless young lad. I don’t even sense an ounce of mana from you; you’re a G-rank at best. He’s worthless even as a zombie.”

“Pardon?”

“Nothing, just talking to myself. I’m getting old. Anyway, what brings you here, Mi-Na? I’ll do my best to fulfill your request.” Ko Sa-Deuk stared at her greedily.

He liked strong Hunters—more precisely, their strong corpses. Hence why he was actively trying to build friendly relationships with S-rank Hunters. However, his true motive was to have them sign a document agreeing to surrender their corpses to him posthumously. So of course, most S-rank Hunters avoided him.

Yu Il-Shin chimed in. “Elder Ko, please lend me some of your Yaksha soldiers.”

“What?” Ko Sa-Deuk frowned.

His Yaksha soldiers were made from the corpses of high-ranking Hunters he had obtained with great difficulty, each worth over ten billion Korean won!

Ko Sa-Deuk ignored Yu Il-Shin and turned to Sung Mi-Na. “Is that why you’re here? If it’s Mi-Na, I could lend you 500 of them without question, but you’ll have to sign a contract...

Yu Il-Shin butted into the conversation again. “Not a few hundred, but all ten thousand of your Yaksha soldiers. Of course, including Lady Lilith. Oh, and while we’re on this topic, will you believe in me?”

Ko Sa-Deuk’s face crumpled further.

“Now, Elder Ko. Please repeat after me, I believe in Yu Il-Sh—”

“You bastaaaaard!”

“Ugh!”

His explosive grunt made Sung Mi-Na cover her ears.

Ko Sa-Deuk leapt to his feet in a fury, his hair standing on end like he’d been hit by lightning.

“Did you just ask to borrow someone else's wife!?”

Riiiip!

The space split open, from which a huge arm popped out, grabbing Yu Il-Shin.

-Krrrr!

The eyes of the arm's owner glared ravenously at Yu Il-Shin through the crack. It had three heads, each with an eye gleaming through the demon mask it wore. Momentarily, even Sung Mi-Na—an SS-rank Hunter—felt suffocated by the three-headed giant’s aura.

Sung Mi-Na commanded the giant. “L-let him go, now!”

Ziiiing!

The monster didn’t even budge.

“Keke, it’s useless. Let me introduce you to my Yaksha General—originally a demonic beast from an SS-rank dungeon. Besides, it’s not like your ability would work on my minions.”

Indeed, Ko Sa-Deuk’s necromancing skills were a nemesis to Sung Mi-Na’s psychic abilities. Still, there was always a solution. If it failed to affect the corpses, she could still seize control of their host.

However, sticky liquid suddenly flowed out from Ko Sa-Deuk fingertips, gluing her mouth shut.

“You! Stop—umph!”

At the same time, the Yaksha General grabbed her with its other free arm.

“Mm, mmph!” She couldn’t even hope to break free from the giant’s strong grip.

For a long time, Ko Sa-Deuk had been searching for a way to target S-rank Hunters, all to secure a steady supply of good-quality corpses. His ultimate goal was to defeat the malevolent god Seductive Nights and rescue his wife, Lilith. To do that, he required power—in other words, a lot of strong corpses.

“Keke. No, no, no. Stay here and wait quietly while I tear this insolent brat to pieces!” Ko Sa-Deuk arrogantly turned to Yu Il-Shin, thinking the latter would be terrified.

“Hoahm~ Did I not sleep enough lately? Why am I so sleepy...?”

“Huh?” Ko Sa-Deuk was speechless.

A slight tightening of the Yaksha General’s grip, and anyone would be left a bloody mess. And yet, Yu Il-Shin could still yawn and even said he was sleepy? Even if he wasn’t crazy, he was definitely one gutsy lad!

“Maybe standing at death’s door will jolt you awake! Yaksha General! Crush all of his bones!”

-Gaaaaah!

The giant obliged, tightening its grip on Yu Il-Shin.

Craaack!

N-no!

Unable to bear the gruesome sight, Sung Mi-Na shut her eyes tightly. When she opened her eyes moments later, what she saw left her stunned.

“Umph! Oomph!”

Ko Sa-Deuk was bound tightly to the chair, his eyes wide in shock. Above all, that same unknown sticky liquid was smeared across his mouth.

“This outcome could’ve been avoided had you cooperated, Elder Ko.” Yu Il-Shin shook his head slowly.

Ko Sa-Deuk was like a lifer who started off at the river and ended up on the road.

Just who is this man?

Although she could tell Yu Il-Shin was strong, witnessing his abilities blew her mind.

Beyond the rift in the air, which seemed like an open gate, lay Ko Sa-Deuk’s subspace. All of his ten thousand Yaksha Soldiers, including the three-headed giant, were piled up into a mountain.

“Now.” Yu Il-Shin pointed his index finger at the pile of undead. “Healing Ring Finger of God.”

Kwaaaaa!

White blinding light burst forth from his finger, washing over the soldiers like a tsunami.

Ding!

[Yaksha Soldiers have been cleansed by All Phenomena Author. Evolution will start immediately.]

Tzzzz!

The soldiers’ ominous aura were swept away, and they started transforming.

“H-huh?”

Both Sung Mi-Na and Ko Sa-Deuk were astonished.

The once hideous, ravenous-looking corpses, drooling black saliva, now had pure white wings sprouting from their backs, reminiscent of angels. Among them, one stood out the most.

Shaaa—

A dazzling, beautiful goddess-look-alike led the angel soldiers, marching toward Sung Mi-Na and the others. Her voluptuous chest jiggled with every step she took, and even Sung Mi-Na couldn’t take her eyes off her. Far from obscene, she resembled the Virgin Mary, who cared for all things. She, the former Yaksha General, stopped before her master.

L-Lilith?

Ko Sa-Deuk was in utter disbelief. Her appearance had changed slightly, but she was definitely his late wife, Lilith. At the same time, she was the succubus apostle sent to Earth by a fallen malevolent god to claim resurrected sacrifices.

The usually heartless Ko Sa-Deuk shed hot tears. “Is that... really you?”

Lilith reached out, caressing his cheeks as if they were precious treasure. She parted her red lips, saying, “Yes, it’s me, my small and cheeky young master.”

Then, like Virgin Mary, she hugged his head as he sobbed heavily in her embrace. And so, the succubus apostle who had arrived on Earth long ago reunited with the boy of shamanic lineage—transcending life and death.

“Hic, hic... This is so touching.” Tears also welled up in Yu Il-Shin’s eyes as he scribbled on a paper with the sparkling gold pen.

-Who dares touch the curse that I have laid upon?!

A furious, hysterical voice rang out, and a rift appeared in the sky above Seoul city. Something was about to descend.

T-that's... no way!

Lilith and Ko Sa-Deuk trembled upon realizing who that was—the malevolent god who’d sent Lilith to Earth, the mastermind who’d broken the couple up and put a curse on them—Seductive Nights!

Amorphous black liquid spewed out from the crack in the sky, coalescing in midair to form the face of a woman.

“Gosh, she's so tactless.” Yu Il-Shin muttered with a frown at the sudden interruption.

Seductive Nights looked down and yelled arrogantly,

-You betrayer! And sacrifice! I have come to punish you verm—kyaaaaak!

Her face was crushed, as if she was put under a gigantic presser. She locked eyes with Yu Il-Shin, who had his index finger pointed at her.

“It’s not your turn to appear. Go back to where you came from.”

Yu Il-Shin tapped his finger once more, completely destroying Seductive Nights. She was flicked back to the very gate she’d forced herself through. Moments later, the sky returned to its original state.

“Stories must have happy endings,” Yu Il-Shin muttered unintelligibly, and Ko Sa-Deuk, Lilith, and Sung Mi-Na merely stared at him.

***

On the rooftop of the Immortal Build...

“Then, I'll leave it to you. Contact me immediately when you find Despair.”

Nodding vigorously at Yu Il-Shin’s words, the angel soldiers then scattered in all directions.

Yu Il-Shin muttered, “Even though I’ve already sent the others to search, it’s better to have more eyes.”

Sung Mi-Na stared blankly at Yu Il-Shin. Just who was this man? He was undeniably and immeasurably strong, but why did she feel such familiarity and warmth from him?

Is this possibly...?

Could this be the word that starts with L?

“Phew. So, Mi-Na noona.” Yu Il-Shin slapped his hands, then approached the dazed Sung Mi-Na. “About the thing that I wanted to ask you.”

Flushing, Sung Mi-Na instinctively backed away, only to find the wall at her back.

Yu Il-Shin leaned closer, pressing a palm against the wall. He gently opened his lips, saying, "I can only entrust this to you. Will you help me?"

Sung Mi-Na could hear her heart pounding madly in her ears. She had never felt like this before, not even when facing strong enemies!

“U-um, j-just say...it.”

“This is actually kind of embarrassing.” Yu Il-Shin scratched his head awkwardly, then leaned in to her.

H-he's too close!

Her face was bright red by now, and she shut her eyes tightly.

Afraid that others would hear, Yu Il-Shin whispered softly into her ears, then pressed something in her hand.

“Please do this for me, Mi-Na noona~ I have something else to attend to, so I'll go off first.”

“H-hey! Wait!”

However, Yu Il-Shin had vanished with his teleportation skill.

“Hey, you shitty scammer!” Sung Mi-Na seethed as she was left alone, then finally turned to call the number on the namecard he had given her earlier. “Is this Rocky Media's editor-in-chief? That bastard Writer Yu Il-Shin—no, I mean I would like to place a pre-order for Writer Yu Il-Shin’s new novel. How many? Um, maybe a million copies?”

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