Chapter 264
Chapter 264
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 264
Chapter Title: Reincarnation
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From what I heard, the Hero's life back on Earth wasn't in a great environment.
He never went into detail, but from his sleep-talking or the mutterings he let slip under mental attacks, I could sense he'd suffered things like domestic violence... and a profound lack of affection from those around him.
That's probably why he made that wish. To be loved by others... to not be lonely.
Earth's goddess listened intently to the Hero's words. After all, she'd reaped no small benefits from his success in eliminating a transcendent being in our world.
And her specialty is achievement conversion—taking the karma generated by a mortal's feats and reshaping it into whatever they desire, then bestowing it upon them. It's a unique ability among gods.
It's also why Earth was so keen on dispatching heroes to other dimensions so frequently.
In any case, the Hero's accomplishment was staggering: with a mere mortal body, he'd eradicated a transcendent of the upper echelons—the embodiment of Death itself. The resulting karma defied imagination.
To explain it in terms the Hero could grasp... it was like having enough skill points to max out every single profession's skill tree.
Earth's goddess hadn't been bluffing when she said she'd grant him anything he wanted.
But the Hero had no idea just how monumental his feat was... and at the time, he was utterly exhausted.
...By the time of that final battle, he'd already lost all will to live.
In truth, targeting the Death transcendent head-on wasn't some clever maneuver where we'd gained the upper hand. With no future in sight if things dragged on, it was more like a desperate suicide rush—forcing a gap and squeezing through.
Even the alliance hadn't anticipated it'd actually succeed. It was a miracle.
So the Hero probably didn't ask for anything grand from Earth's goddess.
He had no will to live anyway, so worldly riches and glory held no appeal.
Who could've imagined that his casually uttered little wish would lead to that kind of outcome?
True to her word, Earth's goddess dumped every last bit of karma from the Hero's achievement straight into his 'Charm'.
Can you picture it?
Karma sufficient to grant someone mastery over everything if spread out—evenly distributed, he could've had it all. But crammed entirely into Charm? What do you think happens?
It doesn't stop at mere looks.
Beyond appearance, every facet of his being starts exuding an aura that draws people in, enchanting their very reason.
For any woman, the instant she lays eyes on the Hero—or even shares the same space—her breath quickens, her head swims.
Earth's goddess only realized her blunder after the fact. But what could she do?
She'd gone and stepped right into the footsteps of that foolish sculptor who fell for his own creation.
A masterpiece born of divine error—that's how the Hero came to be known.
Earth's goddess did, belatedly, use the scraps of remaining karma to send him to a family somewhat better than his previous life.
But as I said, the karma stacked onto his Charm was enough to shatter everything else in its path.
Those parents—merely a cut above average—couldn't handle him and shipped him off somewhere else.
From there, shuttling between lechers drooling over his otherworldly beauty, the Hero eventually threw in the towel on the outside world altogether. He locked himself in his room and swore off meeting anyone.
A relative who couldn't bear watching stepped in to help a little, at least.
...But come on, how does anyone live without encountering other people entirely?
Even when venturing out for bare necessities—wrapped head to toe out of habit—there were still those who reached out their filthy hands toward him.
And right before those hands could touch the Hero...
"..."
What was I supposed to call this?
Different from what I'd expected?
"...Not even close?"
"...Ah."
Seducing even stronger than an incubus, but I get zero benefits from it?
What the hell...
"No, then what's with this insane stamina?"
"...Then why's my body so hypersensitive it feels wrong?"
"...Why do I have this abnormal obsession with breasts?!"
"Ah."
So that one's not on her tab.
Pity. Could've milked that one.
"...Doesn't personality carry over when you reincarnate?"
Alright, let's recap.
First: Earth. Then: fantasy world. Then: back to Earth, then off to the murim world via possession...?
"Eh."
Hold up. Something's off.
"I possessed this body in the murim world. It's not mine, so why do I have all this...?"
"Huh?"
"....?????????"
My eyes went wide as saucers. I shoved my face right up to the screen.
"W-Wait, you're saying I reincarnated here too? This isn't a possession into someone else's body?"
"B-But I definitely came to in this body with no idea how..."
"I had zero memory of how I ended up in that state...?"
But as the words left my mouth, something felt wrong.
Come to think of it, my Earth memories were fuzzy too.
So why had I so readily assumed it was a straight possession from Earth into this body?
"..."
...This hit a little hard.
I'd never dreamed this body was mine.
Sure, I'd treated it like my own, but I'd figured I'd reincarnated, lost my memories, and possessed it. That possibility hadn't even crossed my mind.
"...So all this time I've been trash-talking my own body."
"...No, then the Celestial Sovereign..."
"...Ugh..."
Damn, now I feel bad for the guy.
If only he'd explained the situation sooner—no need for all that pointless cursing.
"...Misunderstandings about what?"
"Uh..."
...Her voice carried real emotion this time, nothing like her usual playful lilt.
"..."