Chapter 65: The Private Debt Apocalypse of Yoo Hajin (1)

Park Il, the head of theIlwol-Oakmoon sect, gazed up at the sky.The countless Heavenly punishments that once flowed through the heavens had suddenly vanished.

The divine punishment had shifted into a different form, no longer manifesting as lightning.

“The Heavenly punishments has disappeared,” he murmured, a sly grin spreading across his face.

He mused to himself.

The one responsible for this must be Yoo Hajin.

That child, who once saved the Eternal One, has now even managed to rescue the Heavenly One.

As expected, that child is far more heroic than he ever was.

“A changer of fate, indeed.”

Park Il had once tried to change their destinies himself. He had attempted to teach morality to the Eternal One to stop the battle with the Union of the Four Families.

He had tried to teach Nayu the art of killing so that she could destroy the Heavenly Ordeal sect on her own.

But both were impossible tasks.

Kim Sojin, the Eternal One, was a tyrant who listened to no one, and Nayu, the Heavenly One, was too kind-hearted, incapable of even killing her sworn enemy, the Heavenly Ordeal sect.

“If not for that oath…”

If not for that oath, he would have destroyed the Heavenly Ordeal sect himself. If not for the oath made with Cheonji and the other sects.

The oath stated that if Park Il interfered in the affairs of the spiritual realm, Cheonji and the sect Alliance would unite to invadeIlwol-Oakmoon sect.

But if Park Il remained inactive, they would acknowledge Ilwol-Oakmoon sect as the supreme sect of the spiritual realm.

Back then, Park Il had believed that this would protect the mortal world and bring peace to the spiritual realm. But who could have predicted the invasion of the Demon Lord?

And who could have predicted the emergence of children who would be called his equals? This too was all foretold by fate. The same fate that Park Il had once refused to believe in.

“Fate, indeed.”

If so, then what on earth is that child who defies fate? Yoo Hajin, who shatters and twists even the absolute spiritual force that governs the world—fate itself—what is he?

Park Il stared into the distance.

Then, he nodded.

“As expected, the one who will change the fate of this world is…”

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Sneaking into the Heavenly Demon Cult was simple.

First, find a suitable internet café.

Then, visit an appropriate online forum and start badmouthing the Heavenly Demon.

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To be precise, you just need to spread ridiculous rumors online. Then, activate a VPN and send those posts to various popular forums.

“Jamsuni’s Special Technique: Multi-Clone Jutsu!!!”

Whenever Jamsuni wanted to wreak havoc on a site’s forum, she would shout, “Principle Activation: Multi-Clone Jutsu!” and then proceed to cause chaos.

When I asked why she did that, she said it was just out of boredom.

But I’m different. I’m causing chaos because it’s necessary.

I’m not like Jamsuni.

As I displayed my dazzling computer skills, Nayu and Mini-Nayu, who were watching beside me, each made a comment.

“Multi-Clone Jutsu?”

“Nayu says it’s a bad thing to do.”

“I-I know it’s bad, but it’s necessary bad.”

After flooding the site with posts for who knows how long, two suspicious people—a man and a woman—approached me.

“Hey, you! On the internet…”

“Gasp!”

But as soon as they saw me, they dropped to their knees.

“Come on, what’s this all about?”

I lifted the two people who were about to kneel before me. Then, I whispered quietly in their ears.

“I want to sneak into the Heavenly Demon Cult. And I want to do it with those kids over there.”

“Y-Yes, sir! As you wish.”

Watching the Heavenly Demon Cult members tremble with emotion, I sighed. These guys really are monitoring the internet, aren’t they?

Even after changing my IP address with a VPN, they found me so quickly. It seems the rumor that something controlling the internet from behind the scenes is helping the Heavenly Demon Cult might actually be true.

Could it be some kind of AI?

An AI that hates superhumans.

It somehow reminds me of that Anomaly Response Headquarters website.

I’ll have to look into this more thoroughly later.

But that wasn’t the most important thing right now.

I looked to my side.

Ten Mini-Nayus were staring at me intently.

“Hey, don’t worry, okay?”

“Worry?”

“Not worried. I trust you, Oppa.”

I couldn’t help but break into a wide grin as I listened to the chatter of the Mini-Nayus.

They’re just too cute.

“We’re heading to a place where the people are the most human-like I’ve ever met. They’ve got their own hospital, school, and even a decent-sized community. You’ll all be safe there.”

The Heavenly Demon Cult.

Sure, they kidnapped me, but I had to admit it wasn’t a bad place.

To be honest, looking back, they seemed almost like saints compared to others.

Compared to Cheonji , the Heavenly Ordeal sect, or other sects, this place is really not bad at all.

It’s the kind of place where I’d trust the kids to stay.

“Trusting-Nayu-expression!”

“Yeah, yeah. Just trust me. The Heavenly Demon Cult is a good place to raise kids.”

At that moment, the cult member lowered their head. They claimed to have found a secret way into the Heavenly Demon Cult.

So we all hopped into a black Starex van and arrived at the Heavenly Demon Cult village.

“See? Not a bad place, right? The kids can… Huh?”

But the first thing we saw upon arrival was a series of red foreclosure notices. They were plastered on houses, pillars, and even trees.

“W-What?”

“Nayu-feels-bad.”

Foreclosure notices?

Wait, who dared to put foreclosure notices on the Heavenly Demon Cult???

Looking down the street, I saw the cult leaders slumped in despair, in the classic OTL pose.

What on earth happened here? I don’t know what happened, but one thing’s for sure: the Heavenly Demon Cult is no longer a part of my life.

I just hope I don’t have to inherit any of their debts just because I’m now associated with the Heavenly Demon.

That’s something I absolutely can’t allow.

Never cosign for someone else’s loan, even if it’s family. That’s the rule.

I was about to make a run for it, but escaping with all the Mini-Nayus in tow made that impossible. Damn, I have to get these kids out of here too.

At that moment, O Seolhwa, the bishop of the Heavenly Demon Cult, appeared wearing a mask and knelt in front of me.

“Cult Leader.”

“W-Wait, don’t call me that! There are too many people listening.”



Calling me the cult leader makes it sound like I have to pay off all these debts.

Don’t call me the cult leader!!!

“Just call me Hajin. That’s it.”

“Hajin-nim. I’m sorry. I didn’t expect things to turn out this disgracefully.”

I looked around. Some foreign women in suits were scribbling something down and then started reapplying the foreclosure notices.

“W-What exactly is going on here?”

O Seolhwa, looking embarrassed, bowed her head.

Then she slowly began to speak.

“It’s embarrassing to say, but if you command it, I will explain everything in detail…”

“If it’s too embarrassing to talk about, you don’t have to say anything.”

And then, another woman in a suit appeared.

“The safest financial service in the world. I’m Rebecca, the team leader from the Golden Dawn Society, and I’d be happy to explain everything!”

Blonde hair, blue eyes.

And with a monocle and a well-tailored suit.

If not for the fact that she was a beautiful woman, she would have looked like a perfect British gentleman.

“Before we proceed, may I ask if you have any special relationship with the Heavenly Demon Cult?”

“Well, it’s a bit of an ambiguous relationship—you could say I may or may not be connected.”

“I suspected as much when I saw your cult leader kneel before you. Could it be that I’m wrong?”

Ugh, this is a dangerous development.

At this rate, I’m really going to end up buried in debts that I didn’t even incur.

“Would a vow suffice?”

“No, vows are part of the primitive culture of shamans. They say even strong shamans break their vows when struck by lightning. The Golden Dawn Society, offering the world’s safest financial services, doesn’t believe in such things.”

Team Leader Rebecca clapped her hands. The women in suits next to her opened black briefcases. From those briefcases, a device resembling a speaker emerged.

“Instead, we believe in the truth. This is an artifact called MA-NAEGA-NGNG. It was restored by Omega-Tech. It’s a pure piece of technology with absolutely no shamanistic skills involved.”

Rebecca fiddled with the artifact speaker.

So, what exactly is this speaker?

From the way she’s talking, it doesn’t seem to operate on spiritual power.

“This artifact is a lie detector from an ancient super-civilization. It can tell whether what someone says is true or false. Artifact, is it true that the Heavenly Demon Cult owes us a large debt?”

“It is true.”

A voice saying “It is true” came from the speaker, which wasn’t even connected to any electricity. How does this thing even work?

“Now, would you mind repeating what you said earlier? That you have no connection to the Heavenly Demon Cult?”

“Damn it. The connection isn’t exactly….”

“That is false.”

I closed my eyes.

How am I supposed to believe in a speaker like that?

But with so many people watching, I couldn’t just cause a scene.

“Haha! See? My eyes are never wrong. Could you tell me your name, sir?”

“I don’t want to tell you.”

“But I’ve already heard the name Yoo Hajin, haven’t I?”

Damn it. Then why did you even bother asking?

I spoke with annoyance in my mind.

“How did the Heavenly Demon Cult end up buried in debt?”

“Oh, you don’t know? You must not have heard about the Electric Mountain, the collapse of the Voltage Peak.”

She continued to explain.

When Voltage Peak collapsed, the electric currents from the otherworld were about to engulf the surrounding cities, and the Heavenly Demon Cult spent a fortune to dispel those currents with negative energy.

At that moment, I learned that it was the Golden Dawn Society that lent the large sum of money. Things escalated when the Heavenly Ordeal sect blamed the Heavenly Demon Cult to their clients, claiming that the cult was responsible for the situation.

The Heavenly Demon Cult, not being part of any major faction, was an easy target to sell out. Apparently, the cult had been at odds with the Heavenly Ordeal sect since I first arrived here.

The Heavenly Ordeal sect’s clients cut off their funding.

Then, the Golden Dawn Society started demanding repayment of the debt.

And that’s how this whole mess unfolded.

Damn it, this all happened because of me.

In the end, I couldn’t help but ask cautiously.

“So, how much is the debt?”

“Around…”

I lost consciousness for a moment after hearing the amount.

The figure was so shocking that it must have triggered some kind of PTSD.

I subtly glanced over at O Seolhwa.

“Is there any way we can solve this by force?”

“No, there isn’t.”

But it was Rebecca who answered.

“Artifact, is it true that the Golden Dawn Society has contracts with powerful individuals like the Saintess and the Grandmaster of the Holy Sword Order?”

“It is true.”

The speaker answered truthfully.

“Are you seriously thinking of fighting against an organization as reputable as the Golden Dawn Society, which has such powerful allies?”

I didn’t know who the Saintess or the Grandmaster of the Holy Sword Order were, but they sounded like formidable opponents. I bit my lip, speechless.

“The Heavenly Demon Cult is an isolated group. The fact that no one is willing to help you means you lack credibility. That’s why we’re forced to take this action.”

“No.”

Frustrated by the situation, I asked again.

“What do you mean by credibility?”

“I’ve already explained. In this era, credibility means having close ties with shamans who are close to gods. Such divine connections are the most valuable form of credibility in this world. The Heavenly Demon Cult may be a strong group, but you lack that kind of credibility. Especially compared to our Golden Dawn Society.”

The women in suits spoke with a mocking tone.

“Credibility is everything in this world. Those with high credibility can command those with low credibility. With enough credibility, even powerful superhumans like yourself could be made to kneel before someone like me, a normal human.”

“Even if the world goes mad under the influence of shamans, the Golden Dawn Society will endure. As long as we have credibility, we won’t be trampled.”

“Ahem. Let’s refrain from making rude comments toward our clients. Now, we’ll proceed with the acquisition process, so if you could…”

Hold on, credibility means having connections with powerful individuals?

Then could I possibly count that bastard Joo-cheol as a connection?

And Joo-cheol was something incredibly powerful—a noble one.

Having organized my thoughts, I reached out to Rebecca.

“Wait.”

Then, I spoke again.

“I’ll show you my credibility.”

“Credibility? If it’s not on par with the Cheonji’s Baekdu or the Heavenly Sage, then it’s better if you don’t…”

“I’ve known the noble one for a long time.”

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Rebecca, who had been speaking with a strange tone, suddenly looked at the speaker in fear. The speaker responded.

“It is true.”

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