Chapter 0: Prologue

༺ Prologue ༻

The Heavenly Demon has perished and the seemingly eternal 『Orthodox-Demonic War』 ended alongside their death.

People across the world celebrated the end of the Demonic Cult, excited for the new age of peace that would surely follow suit.

However, it was not only the feeling of relief and peace that was left in the wake of the war.

Not only two sects from the Ten Sect Alliance, who were ardent supporters of Orthodox Faction were burned to ashes, one of the Four Noble Clans collapsed altogether.

Not only a myriad of martial artists met their demise, even the Heavenly Venerables died at the hands of the Heavenly Demon.

Even though the war ended in victory with the Heavenly Demon’s fall and end of the Demonic Cult, nothing could change the fact that the battle incurred numerous scars.

So much was lost.

It was impossible to measure how long it would take to restore the glory of the past.

However,

Even though the land was dyed in a shade of stygian darkness with ashes, leaving nothing but despair.

Someday, the seed known as ‘hope’ bloomed, giving birth to heroes, destined to overcome tribulations and uphold justice.

As for me.

I never cared about any of that..

“Where are they?”

The woman inquired in a serious tone.

A lone woman stood in the torture chamber in the cellar of the Murim Alliance.

Although she has fair skin and a slender physique, the sight of her hair looked shabby due to her repeated poor attempts of trying to tie it.

Even then, that appearance made her seem noble..

She seemed like an existence that would keep shining amidst a crumbling world.

Who would have thought that this beautiful woman would be the one to slit the Heavenly Demon’s throat, who was akin to a walking calamity?

Nobody had thought that this girl, who was hailed as the most promising latecomer, would eventually end up becoming the strongest in the world.

‘Celestial Sword’ Wi Seol-ah.

A direct disciple of the Sword Emperor, who died at the hands of the Heavenly Demon. The woman who became the ‘Zenith Under the Heavens’ after the end of 『Orthodox-Demonic War』 .

Before, it might have been a convenient argument that the reason she was able to rise to such a position is due to the fact that there were no 『Three Heavenly Venerables』 in the martial realm anymore.

However, when they saw the way she caused natural disasters and vanquished hundreds of demons with a single slash of her sword.

And soon, the way she eradicated the Demonic Cult along with the Heavenly Demon after three days and nights’ worth of intense battle.

At that moment, her doubters intuitively knew that she gained the title of ‘Zenith’ through her own strength.

That same woman is now talking to me

“I won’t ask again. Where are they?”

My vision was blurred by the blood caused by excruciating torture. However, I still managed to catch sight of her attire.

Her originally pure white clothes were now dyed black with ash.

It seemed like she wanted an answer from me, but that was impossible since my vocal cords had already been crushed.

Of course, Wi Seol-ah also knew why I couldn’t utter a word.

However, she must have been that frustrated.

“You of all people should know, right? Where the rest of the demons are hiding?”

I knew.

Not only did I know the answer, but I also wanted to tell her.

“If you still have any semblance of a conscience left...”

Because I couldn’t speak, Wi Seol-ah wanted me to answer her by either writing or drawing.

My shackles loosened as if to prove that point.

Of course, it’s not at all dangerous for her to free the restraints of one measly sinner.

Wi Seol-ah’s bright eyes quivered with expectation when she saw me start moving.

Using my own blood as ink, I started to write onto the stone floor restlessly.

Every time I finished writing a line, blood began to drip down my lips.

It was obvious what kind of curse I was under.

If I force myself to reveal anything that would harm my master, my heart would automatically shatter, killing me in the aftermath.

‘Don’t betray the Demons.’

It was only four words, but my entire life was bound to this oath.

I’ve already seen the impact on those who have betrayed that oath countless times..

No matter who you were or how strong you became, everything was useless before the Heavenly Demon’s Curse. You would perish like a third-rate martial artist in front of the Heavenly Demon.

I had hoped that the death of the Heavenly Demon would cure this curse, but in the end, nothing had changed.

I wonder why?

Even though the curse had activated already, was it because of my will that my heart had lasted that long, or were the heavens giving me one last chance to redeem myself?

Even if that were the case, I would still meet my end here.

“Huh? What’s happening....”

It looked like Wi Seol-ah, who started to approach me in a hurry, was trying to tell me something, but I couldn’t hear her voice properly..

So I decided to continue ignoring her.

She also probably wanted me to go through with this, seeing how she never tried to stop me.

If I were to tell anyone that I was never being forced to do this, would they believe me?

Of course not.

There are tons of excuses that I could use for my actions, but there’s nobody here that would believe them.

While ignoring the increasingly agonizing beating of my heart, I struggled to write down even a single letter.

With every beat of my heart, blood trickled down my lips.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Wi Seol-ah reach out to me as if she had realized that something was wrong with me.

Even then, there was nothing she could do to stop me..

I should hurry up and finish writing the last letter.

As if my heart was waiting for me to finish, it had finally shattered into pieces.

On the floor, I had written the details regarding the current hiding spot of the remaining demons.

When I was about to collapse onto the floor, Wi Seol-ah suddenly hugged my mangled body.

I guess she was afraid that the scribble on the floor would end up getting ruined if I collapsed on top of it.

I vaguely saw Wi Seol-ah’s shocked expression at the back of my fading consciousness. However, I couldn’t properly register that visage as my dying body soon turned cold.. Causing my vision to finally fade to black.

What a mess.

Why did I live my life in such a way?

Whatever the reason may be, it didn’t matter now. The reasons were never important anyways.

Gu Yangcheon from Unified Shanxi Clan.

I lived as an Orthodox Faction martial artist for a while before eventually joining the Demons.

After the Demonic Cult was eradicated, I was captured and tortured for intel regarding the hiding spot of the surviving demons.

I think that a simple description like that would suit a life like mine just fine.

A life that no one ever cared about.

Even though I thought that life was already over...

“Want a potato?”

“Huh?”

It should’ve been like that.

This is the teaser of one of our future projects, which we will be releasing soon. It combines various popular mainstream elements such as Regression + Hunter + Murim, and is critically acclaimed. Honestly, it was quite the fun read.