Cheat Awakening

"Ahhh, why are my eyes starting to hurt for no reason? Myne, who had been crying on the ground despondently, suddenly stood up while rubbing his eyes. He blinked a few times, but instead of easing, the pain in his eyes worsened, as if someone had poured chilli powder in them.

"What the hell?" Myne screamed, scrambling in his desperation for his water bottle. He crouched, splashing cool water over his burning eyes, only then noticing the curious sight around his legs. Tiny orbs of golden light, like miniature fireflies, flitted merrily around his ankles.

"Now what in the bloody hell is this?" Myne shot backwards, the sudden leap startling the lights into vanishing as if spooked. His heart hammered against his ribs, confusion warring with lingering fear. "Another damn illusion?"

"Was it also an illusion of mine?" Myne pondered. "But before this, every illusion was either scary or creepy as hell. So why this time a cute one?" Confused by the sudden change in the situation, Myne looked down, and to his shock, the golden orbs again appeared around his feet and were merrily flying around.

This time, instead of jumping back out of fear, Myne hesitantly bent down and looked at the golden orbs carefully. He found that they were just orbs of light, not some kind of new, ugly-looking tiny creature that wanted to devour his blood.

"Ah, as I expected. How can those ugly and creepy creatures of that haunted town and foggy place think about making something so shiny and cute?" Myne breathed a sigh of relief as he sat down on his knees.

With newfound curiosity replacing his apprehension, he extended a tentative hand towards a flitting orb. It danced away, just out of reach, a playful flicker in its ethereal wake. He tried again, and again, and each attempt met with the same gentle evasion. The orbs seemed to tease him, their movements a silent waltz just beyond his grasp.

"Alright, alright," Myne chuckled, the first genuine laugh in what felt like an eternity. "You win, little spirits. I get it, you're not made for cuddling."

A furrowed brow traced a line across Myne's weary face, his gaze intently following the dance of the golden orbs. Their curious pattern held him captive – a repetitive loop, thirty centimetres south before returning to him and repeating the same process as if they wanted to him go there.

"Don't tell me..." Myne breathed, a sliver of hope sparking in his eyes. "Is God finally taking pity on me and showing me a way out?" His mind spun with possibilities, the words his mother had spoken echoing in the silence. "Ecescess...?

Could this be the mysterious power she mentioned, Otherwise, there is no way to explain this weird phenomenon," Myne muttered, covering his still slightly hurting eyes.

Torn between scepticism and desperation, Myne pondered for a moment. Lost and directionless, any light in the darkness seemed worth following. With a sigh, he decided to trust the ethereal guides, their golden glow a welcome respite from the suffocating blackness. Anyway, most of the time, golden light is a good sign.

He set off, his steps echoing in the eerie stillness. But the orbs danced a maddeningly erratic choreography, leading him north, then south, east, then west, as if mocking his pursuit. "South again? Wasn't that where I just came from?" Myne grumbled, frustration gnawing at his hope.

"Huh? Now they are pointing toward the West… Now East… Again South… North…"

…

"I hope I am walking in the right direction. F*ck why did those golden orbs disappear so soon? First, they led me in every direction—left, right, east, north, south, west, like an idiot. Then they continued east… after which 20 minutes later, they vanished as if it was all my hallucination. Damn it, I hope I didn't go crazy due to loneliness from living alone for such a long time."

"Now I would do anything to hear Aisha's taunts, Sylphy's praise, Big Sis Maya's scolding, and Velvet's sweet and seductive words. I wonder how Aisha is doing; she was always a big pervert after I took her virginity. If she spent a day without having sex with me, she would always feed me weird, life-taking things.

But it's been months without me; I hope she didn't take any wrong actions, thinking I might not come back."

"Sylphy is a strong girl; she should be fine. I just worry that she might have destroyed our entire training ground in a fit of anger. Ted likes Aisha more than me, so he might probably gone crazy because of me seeing Aisha worry. Waffle is a carefree soul, but he might have surely made Fenrir's life difficult because of me. She's definitely going to complain a lot about it later."

"As for Big Sis, there's nothing to say about her. I will be dead the moment she sees me. Big Bro Jin surely is going to enjoy it a lot… Well, I can't wait to see them all if only I cou…"

Bang!

"Ouch! F*ck! My nose! Which bastard made a wall in the middle of the road?" Myne, clutching his bruised nose, sputtered curses at the unseen culprit who'd erected a wall right in his path. But as the throbbing subsided, something else registered. Something different.

Hope.

He fumbled, his hand encountering an invisible barrier. This wasn't an illusion, not like the mocking mirages that tormented him. This was solid, tangible proof that there was more to this endless fog than met the eye.

Then he hurriedly moves his hand in front and tries to touch the invisible wall in front of him, and he succeeds without any problem. There is really a wall in front of him.

Myne gives a bit of investigation and finds that the wall is only 2 meters tall and 1 meter wide, meaning unless someone knows about its existence and has a proper way to locate it, finding such a thing inside the world of fog is no different than searching for a needle in the grass. Even that would be easier to do than this since you can at least see the needle.

"If not for those golden lights, there is no way I can find this wall even if I try my entire life. But what should I do now? Should I break it? Otherwise, I don't see any other use for this wall," Myne mutters and backs away a bit before throwing a head-sized fireball at the invisible wall.

BOOM!

The fireball hits the wall and makes a small explosive sound, but to Myne's surprise, it doesn't even leave a dent in the wall, let's not talk about making a hole he expected.

"The more difficult breaking this wall would be, the more my doubt about this being the right way to get out from here becomes confirmed," Myne muttered excitedly, throwing a few wind blades at the invisible wall.

"However, wind blades, just like fireballs, did no damage to the wall at all. Instead, as if some kind of hidden defensive mechanism had been triggered by Myne's attack, the fog around him began to fade. Soon, under Myne's horrified eyes, a long passage from his location to the town appeared in the middle of the black fog.

"This doesn't seem good. I have to make haste. I have a hunch that in a few minutes, I might be surrounded by those damn undead. Damn it!" Myne cursed loudly. He started attacking the wall frantically, launching fireballs and fire tornadoes bombarding the wall like rain.

This blind attacking method persisted for the next three entire minutes before Myne stopped casting magic spells at the wall. He moved towards it to assess the damage he had inflicted. However, when he saw the wall, a wave of helplessness and despair hit him. He literally collapsed on the ground.

After exerting all his strength, he had only managed to create a small, finger-sized crack in the wall, and that too healed and vanished automatically, as if it had never been there.

If Myne had more time, then it wouldn't be a big problem he could just continue attacking the wall for a few hours and surely make a small hole in the wall of his size and go in before it could repair itself, but the problem is that Myne doesn't have time, behind him, a horde of vengeful spirits flowed out of the town, crazily heading towards him through the special passage the black fog had created for them.

"Am I going to be defeated after coming so close to my goal? There's only one wall between me and my freedom, but it doesn't look like an easy feat to cross this last obstacle," Myne spoke bitterly, looking back at the flying vengeful spirits approaching to take him back to the town and make him their club's new member.

Sighing, Myne took a last look at the skill page, hoping to find something that could help him. He quickly appraised himself and began scanning through his skills. Soon, his eyes paused on a particular skill.

This might be it," he murmured, a flicker of defiance sparking in his gaze. He rose, steeling himself before the unyielding wall.

Then he activated his Unbeatable and Absolute Evasion skills, praying that at least one of them could absorb magic damage. Taking a deep breath to calm his nervousness, and uses Sorcery Extremity which can enhance the power of his magic skills. He then poured nearly half of his stored MANA from his inventory and activated the skill he feared due to the destruction it brought.

"Unique Magic・Lightning!"

The world went white. A colossal bolt of thunder erupted from Myne, tearing a furrow into the sky with its blinding brilliance. Then, with a breathtaking reversal, it plunged back toward him, striking him head-on with a deafening detonation.

BOOM!!!

A crackling sphere of purple lightning enshrouded Myne, a vortex of raw power. Within seconds, the force field pulsated with terrifying lightning energy. The very air sizzled around him, tendrils of purple thunderbolts lashing out to the surrounding ground. Explosions rocked the landscape, carving craters two meters deep with each crackle.

BOOM!!!

Another ear-splitting blast echoed through the desolate town miles away. The energy finally focused, erupting outward with a force that defied comprehension. The invisible wall that Myne could hardly damage with his remaining skills, the monument of defiance, simply ceased to exist. In its place, a gaping chasm gaped, a maw of swirling darkness.

As for the vengeful spirits, impervious to physical and magical attacks? Nothing remained but wisps of ash, scattered like dust in the face of an absolute power.

The attack was so powerful that, instead of fading after destroying everything within a 500-meter radius around Myne, literally made him fall headfirst into the 50-meter-deep crater. The purple energy lightly spread into the ground, and for the next few hours, anyone who entered the area would be directly hit by a supercharged, high-voltage lightning attack, turning them into charcoal.

Myne, the architect of this apocalypse, sputtered as he clambered to his feet, the remnants of the spell buzzing through his bones. "Bloody hell," he rasped, awestruck and appalled by the sheer destructive power his skill could cause, utilizing only half of his MANA.

"Tsk! If I had known earlier, I would have just bombarded that tower instead of wasting two weeks sitting in front of it like an idiot, waiting for the right moment to get inside," Myne muttered while shaking his head at the irony.

However, realizing that there was no use in regretting spilt milk, he hurriedly ran toward the black hole in the middle of the air that appeared after the invisible wall was destroyed.

"Although the other side doesn't look like I expected it to be, facing an unknown possibility is still hundreds of times better than turning into charcoal under my own skill after my defensive skill's effect turns off," Myne said with a wry smile twisting his lips, after giving his surroundings a last look. Without any more hesitation, he jumped into the black hole.

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