Chapter 65

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 65

Chapter Title: Monster Gallery (6)

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I... fell into this ghost story world with my beloved daughter.

Fortunately, our father and daughter managed to survive the bizarre ghost story and made it to a safe zone.

We were spending three months here peacefully without any major incidents...

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Before coming to this bizarre ghost story world...

I learned the shocking fact that a high-ranking military powerhouse from China had arrived here.

Yes...

That's when everything started going wrong.

The people handed over the community moderator privileges to him as if entranced.

It must have been because of our ideology.

"Now we have hope too."

"Really?!"

We thought the reason China was strong was because of its powerful military regime leader.

We thought China could be the center of the Earth because of the man who came to this ghost story world.

We thought if he became our leader, we could become a great nation too.

We realized it was all brainwashing... but it was too late.

"I want to go home soon and tell Mom I love her."

"We will. Soon, we can really go back. Our savior has come."

From the moment he took the leader position...

People started offering him all sorts of bribes to curry favor.

Shamefully... I was one of them.

If I could just become his right-hand man... If I could gain hollow power as his right-hand...

I believed when we returned to Earth, I could live a life more luxurious than anyone.

"Daddy... I'm hungry..."

"Just hold on a bit. Once we escape here, we can live happily eating expensive food every day with Mom."

"I'm... hungry..."

"Just hold on. Our daughter is a good girl, right?"

"Yes..."

Then one day... an opportunity came to me.

The moderator asked me to kill someone...

Blinded by power... I killed a person that day.

And...

I foolishly told him the result of kin slaying that he shouldn't know.

That's when it started.

The moderator, buying armor and weapons from the safe zone's forge with the stones we scraped together bit by bit...

Began tackling ghost stories.

The problem was...

He always went to tackle ghost stories with 5-6 people.

Every time a ghost story was cleared, he was the only one to return alive.

When this repeated about three times.

Others started noticing something was off...

But by then, we were already...

We were in a situation where we couldn't defy his words and had no choice but to enter the ghost story.

With monster-made armor impossible to pierce...

And a monster-made spear that could cut anything in his hands, how could we rebel against the moderator?

We just prayed to survive and entered the ghost story...

And we all died there.

"Daddy..."

At my crying daughter's last voice... even with a hole in my stomach, I stood up.

I couldn't just die like this.

To save at least my daughter's life... I struggled to move my legs and stood.

"What the hell, none of you have even one stone. Ha... You thought ahead... You all left your stones at home."

The monster wearing impenetrable armor stood before me.

"At least... spare my daughter... please..."

"Can't do that. When your daughter grows up, won't she attack me for revenge?"

"Why!!!!!"

"Whoa, close call."

"Why!!! Why!!!!"

Then... I could only wail.

I could only scream with a voice full of rage.

And... I heard it.

"Why? Because I've become a god."

The arrogant voice of the monster claiming to be a god.

And...

The moment his words ended.

A massive being descended from the sky, slicing the monster—who had easily cut down dozens—like paper.

"A lowly being dares impersonate me. How laughable."

The owner of a voice even more arrogant than the monster's...

"Daddy... Daddy..."

Took my surviving daughter and...

Kwachik

"!!!!!!"

Crushed her like an insect.

"You're still alive?"

"..."

I wanted to tell her I love her one last time.

I wanted to tell her... how sorry Daddy was for so many things.

But...

I didn't even have time for that.

"Hm... The residents here have become boring, so I want to manage some other guys soon."

"..."

I stared blankly at my dead daughter's body.

Unable to even shed tears, with nothing I could do...

As I reached out desperately for one last attack on the monster...

"I'll make good use of your body."

"Kuaaaaaaaaah!!!!"

I felt the monster stabbing something into my head... and taking over my body.

That was surely... my last memory.

How much time passed like that.

When I came to again, I was already sitting in the Monster Gallery moderator seat.

"What? How did you regain consciousness?"

I don't know.

How I regained my mind.

I don't know.

This is clearly my body... but why won't it move as I wish.

However...

"Stop!!! Aaaah!! Get... out...! Get... out...!"

The moment I realized the thing controlling my body was the monster that crushed my daughter's head...

As a father, I focused all my spirit to reclaim my body...

And surprisingly, I succeeded in regaining it.

Even so...

"It's... no use. You... don't live... forever... The moment your sanity... runs out, I'll reclaim... the glorious seat."

The monster that had been controlling my body...

Planned to retake it when my Sanity hit zero.

To prevent losing my body, I couldn't take off the armor that ensured Sanity never dropped.

Along with that, I gained one wish.

If someone... could cleanly kill me...

I wanted to give them everything I had and die peacefully.

From then on... to kill the monster that killed my daughter, I endured... endured... endured... endured... endured.

How much time passed.

3 years? 5 years?

I gave up counting dates after about 5 months, so I don't really know...

While accumulating stones scraped from those loathsome monsters one by one...

Before me, who was enduring day by day solely on revenge, with no change or hope...

I know it's shameless.

I don't really think a human... can kill all those monsters.

But... with you, I can have some expectations.

These are the stones I've gathered over a long time.

With these stones... please, destroy this damned world.

It took a while to write all this.

The guy dominating me is screaming that I might die.

This confirms it even more.

If I die, if I die by your hand...

This guy will die too... the one who killed my daughter will die too.

For a long time, I've acted like I was on the monsters' side.

Dozens of times a day, I betrayed humans to make the suspicious monsters trust me.

But behind their backs, I found out their account numbers and the codes where monsters are active.

I've compiled all that info on the last page.

So please...

One last request.

May you achieve everything you set your mind to...

And destroy this fucking world.

I read every densely written word on the A4-sized papers.

I read all 40 sheets from start to finish, and having done so, I could only...

"...This is why I look at things with a narrow view."

Quietly offer a moment of silence for the departed soul.

"..."

He was a father.

If you ask how a human resisted the monster that stole his body...

Simply because he was a father.

"...Gotta get busy."

I inputted DL into the Status Window to check my stone count.

The legacy left by the Monster Gallery moderator... and the last survivor of the China Gallery was a whopping 600,000 stones.

"..."

I silently stared at the DL and closed the Status Window.

Then...

I asked my wife monster.

If she could tell me the weaknesses of the monsters she knew.

9 hours.

For a full 9 hours...

I relentlessly sent the countless parcels I'd prepared over the past two weeks to the monsters.

Of course.

"Phew... Even after sending 5 bombs, some didn't die. It was definitely explosions as weakness..."

"That's because they're monsters... Still, my wife monster really helped a lot this time."

"Yeah. Thanks to her, we're much safer."

As my wife monster told me, I mass-sent parcels with their weaknesses.

Still, it was a bit regrettable that some undying monsters remained.

"And the monsters learned too. That they shouldn't mess with humans lightly."

However, they must have realized by now.

That messing with humanity would end badly for them.

After sending all the terror bombs piled up at home directly to the monsters over a day and a half...

"Still, as monsters die and stones keep refilling, more stones left than expected."

Though I used an insane amount on bomb making + shipping, the stones piled up again from the dead monsters.

More stones remained in my account than expected.

"Whoa... really a lot of stones."

I wanted to buy VVIP right away, but thinking others buying 0th Financial Sector VIP wouldn't be bad either.

Nothing urgent now, so I decided to think about VVIP slowly, pressed back in DL system...

And saw it.

"Huh? What?"

"What's up?"

"Uh... my Return Uses... increased...?"

"Huh? ...Oh? ...Mine too. Mine increased too..."

"...Mina, how many did yours increase?"

"Mine went from 1 to 3. You?"

"Mine... increased by 5 to 6."

"...Huh... why?"

The Return Uses, clearly only 1 before... now at 6.

At that moment...

"...Ah, we cleared some ghost stories unintentionally... with parcel bombs?"

"...Oh, yeah? Right?"

I realized.

That by killing monsters tied to codes, we accidentally cleared some ghost stories.

Not quite a great war between monsters and humanity...

But in the invisible battle between the two camps, humans won overwhelmingly.

Savoring that modest joy...

"You're really doing this?"

"Of course."

Today, with Mina, after luxuriously picking only the best parts from F Set...

We decided to play by parceling the remaining clean food for others to eat.

"Hello. Another good day today."

Suddenly curious about the Bellierd Library monster who delivered the massive F Set...

With a very light heart, I asked the Bellierd monster's account number...

"Ah, just pure curiosity, but did you get an account in the 0th Financial Sector too, Bellierd?"

"You did? By any chance, what's your account, Bellierd? M30? M50?"

"Oh... starts with 1? Next?"

"...Yes?"

"1...?"

"...M1...?"

"...Yes???"