The Virgin Obsessed Man Feared Even by the Gods: Chapter 1
The most rapid new hunter to reach the upper floors of the Tower!
Previous record: 49 days, 22 hours, and 13 minutes — Han Yujin.
Your record: 19 hours, 38 minutes — Gam Dasan.
You’ve achieved a great feat and earned 10,000 coins!
After carefully escorting our adorable little ones back to the guild, I climbed the Tower alone.
From the 51st floor onward, the Celestial Realm was waiting — the beginning of the upper sections where every hunter from every tower on the planet had been pulled into one single, lawless dimension of floating sea-clouds and mythical beasts.
Right as I stepped through the gate, I spotted the blonde, nosy guy.
“First time in the upper floors, friend?”
When had he ever called me his friend?
The idiot was male, so he couldn’t be a virgin.
Which meant he was almost certainly human.
I ignored the fool and scanned the surroundings.
The Celestial Realm began at the 51st floor — clouds piled high in the sky, forming an island suspended in endless blue.
The clouds were huge, but they didn’t cover the entire sky; there were gaps between them, dark voids yawning open like wounds.
If I jumped down those gaps… would I fall forever?
Let’s test it.
“Hey, do you know what’s down there?”
“Maybe. Treasure, perhaps?”
“Treasures are never good.”
I leaped straight down.
Ten kilometers later, my body slammed into an invisible floor.
A normal hunter would’ve been crushed or shattered.
But I was an EX-Rank Awakener.
I brushed the impact off like lint.
Walking around on the transparent surface, I spotted a treasure chest glowing faintly.
Even though this floor was shared by every hunter on the planet, no one had found this hidden piece yet?
Right beneath the clouds, just ten kilometers down?
Modern hunters really do have the soul of gamers.
I should set an example.
◈ A legendary folding ship that can carry the entire realm of Asgard. The replica is far weaker — small sloop size. Can sail the skies on the wind.
“Oh. A flying ship.”
I could jump high, sure, but controlling direction in the sky had always been tricky.
Obtaining a free-flying vessel felt pretty good.
“Let’s head back above the clouds.”
I unfolded the Skíðblaðnir into a proper ship, gave it a command, and it rose smoothly.
The blonde nosy guy stared at me like I was some kind of freak.
“There really was a treasure.”
“How did you land and stay alive?”
“I’m tough.”
“Body-enhancement Awakener?”
“Something like that.”
Every Awakener’s body strengthens automatically.
But the toughness I showed was so extreme that the guy assumed I was a body-enhancement type.
Actually, the only thing I had strengthened was my face and figure.
No point in correcting him.
“What if there was no floor or it was much deeper?”
“I’d have used a return scroll.”
“You had a plan all along.”
Was it possible I really had nothing prepared and just jumped?
“You really are something, huh?”
“I know I’m amazing.”
“And the attitude is top-tier!”
The idiot already seemed to like me.
Maybe my mask had slipped a little.
I checked.
Half my face was still covered by the mask, the other half by sunglasses.
Perfect disguise.
It was just that I genuinely liked his behavior.
“I miss Seolha.”
Our Seolha… I hope she’s eating well over there.
She mustn’t get tangled up with those weird creatures.
All the men hunting Seolha are dead.
Our Seolha must stay a virgin forever.
“I’m James. What’s yours?”
While thinking about Seolha, the blonde guy jumped in again.
I didn’t like his tone, so I gave a fake name.
“Mysterious.”
“That sounds kind of masculine.”
“You’ll find out when you strip me.”
Traveling with a man wasn’t my favorite.
But after soloing the 46th to 50th floors, I concluded that having a guide was better than not.
Maybe I could squeeze some information out of this guy.
“What are you doing here?”
“Waiting for newbies climbing up from below.”
That sounded extremely suspicious.
Was this the newbie hunter from the novels who pretended to be kind and actually looted fresh gear and coins?
This floor was integrated across the entire world, right?
So one problem had appeared.
The law problem.
Which country’s laws should apply after the 51st floor?
Too many countries — no consensus had formed.
The upper floors were now a lawless zone.
That’s what the hunter community had been saying.
And everything on the internet was real.
This place really was lawless.
In every hunter novel, the “kind guide” type was always the ultimate backstabber.
I was sure this guy was about to attack.
Creepy James.
He might be after my body as well as my gear.
He could curse me with something and turn me into a slave.
Die, James. Just die. You pervert. Trash. Nuclear waste. Die.
“The entire 71st floor section is completely blocked. No one can go up. So I came down hoping a brand-new strong newbie would appear. You look like you have the potential.”
James flashed a handsome smile and suddenly boosted me up.
Jumping through the cracks to find hidden pieces was impressive.
Or… he was just buttering me up to hit me later.
I praised him.
I liked him.
Trustworthy newbie friend James.
Die, James!
Was I really that gullible?
“Heroes always appear at the very end.”
But I needed a guide, so I decided to use him.
“I have to meet the Gay Watchman. Do you know where he is?”
“Gay… watchman? That sounds terrifying.”
“They call him the Collector.”
James laughed.
“Don’t joke around in front of that guy. He’s really bad-tempered and dangerous.”
“I’m even worse and more dangerous.”
“Is that so? I guess I should be careful too.”
“Obviously.”
“Haha. If you’re upset, tell me anytime. I’ll try to fix it.”
“I don’t like men. Turn into a beautiful girl.”
“Beautiful girl?”
“That word is hard to translate into Tower magic.”
James had never heard the term before.
“That’s difficult. You can ask for an improvement.”
“Fix the part where you answer ‘dangerous’ when I ask where the Gay Watchman is.”
“Sorry, but before that, can you tell me why you need to meet Sergei?”
“Why me?”
“As I said earlier, he’s bad-tempered, dangerous, and an S-Rank, so extremely strong. If you’re going to fight him, I can’t recommend it. I don’t want to watch a fresh newbie get stomped.”
“What if I say I’m definitely stronger than the Gay Watchman?”
“Very confident.”
“Grounded in reality.”
I’ve felt that certainty while climbing the Tower.
I am the complete Hercules here.
Well, no — Hercules was cursed by Hera.
I was cursed by three goddesses.
So I am Hercules X3.
“It’s unlikely that the newbie who just came up from the 50th floor is stronger than Sergei. Of course I knew you were the strongest below, but the upper floors are different.”
“Nothing special.”
“Most of the people who reached the 50th floor died before getting to the 51st. You need to understand the gap.”
James sounded tired of everything.
He didn’t trust people easily.
“Just guide me. I’ll show you my strength.”
“Sure. Let’s go.”
James led the way, explaining the Celestial Realm with a touch of past stories.
The first people to arrive had been fooled by the kind, harmless appearance of the Celestial beings and met horrible deaths.
“You’re a newbie hunter pretending to be a friendly neighbor. Hiding in a position like mine.”
While exploring the lower floors, I had picked up a spear.
I held it in both hands and impaled the Celestial beings that tried to ambush me.
A monster with a beautiful bird’s appearance.
A rainbow-colored horse.
Wait… that horse had a single horn.
A unicorn?
“Maybe that unicorn can tell if someone is a virgin?”
“Why suddenly ask that?”
James looked very surprised.
He probably thought the question was completely out of context.
But it was the most important issue in the world.
If the unicorn could judge virginity, I wanted that power.
“If it has such a great ability, I want it too!”
“Did you think I mistook you for a girl just by looking? Mysterious?”
“Do whatever you want. I don’t care what you think.”
“That was a very kind thing to say. Thank you.”