Chapter 1 (1/2)

Translator: Darling | Editor: Nebosuke

Weak, trashy body.

Cheonma looked at the terrible scene which he made himself.

There were only blood and dead bodies around him.

The place suited the end of his life.

He only lived a series of lives involving blood and death. So, where else would be a better place to die other than here?

“It’s time for me to go.”

Cheonma knew that he would be dead in a few moments.

It was a side effect of the Magical Spell which increased his soul which he had to learn by himself.

It was a Magical Spell that Cheonma learned. He could get a stronger body compared to anyone else, but the body would explode as Cheonma couldn’t handle the power that is absorbed by the Magical Spell and he’d die.

Every Cheonma believed they could overcome such obstacles.

He felt the same as well.

However, nobody managed to successfully overcome it and that was the same as the current him.

Booom!!

An enormous power boiled up from the lower abdomen. That power was going through the body and gave a strong force to the body by extracting its power.

The consciousness became unclear.

It was a power that humans couldn’t handle.

It felt like it was ripping one’s spirit apart. It was a power accumulated by absorbing other people’s souls so it was obvious that one’s soul would become devastated.

At the moment of death, a black chain appeared from the ground which looked like it was made out of shadow.

Hundreds of chains tied Cheonma’s body.

“Are you dragging me into hell?”

Cheonma could go to hell with his own feet, but it was Cheonma.

“Who dares to force me into hell!”

With forceful energy all over the body, Cheonma ripped the shadow chain which was tightening his body.

“Grrrr!”

Shatter!

As Cheonma pulled the shadow chain, the chain was pushed away with a loud noise.

What was at the end of the chain was a black shadow.

If a death angel existed, it probably looked like that.

“Hahaha! I will go to hell with my own feet! I don’t care if it is sulphur flame or hell!”

Strength busted out of Cheonma’s body. Then, he destroyed the death angels which surrounded him.

Afterwards, Cheonma’s soul shattered into pieces and was separated. At that moment, enormous pain dominated Cheonma’s body.

At the last moment of the pain, Cheonma realized a glimpse of enlightenment.

‘Ah… that wasn’t it. The Magical Spell of increasing the soul wasn’t a mere Magical Spell to take away someone’s soul!’

He found a clue to properly acquire the Magical Spell of increasing the Soul but it was too late.

Cheonma’s consciousness became unclear.

‘In next life, I want to live a different life. Peaceful and quiet…..’

After much thought, Cheonma’s soul disappeared.

“Prince! You are here again. The meal is ready.”

Cheonma was staring at his reflection in the water while sitting on a pond.

He had been doing this for 10 days already.

It didn’t take too long to accept reality. It didn’t even take a day to do so.

He was the person who made the world full of blood and fear.

Also, perhaps he had to go through endless violent and cruel scenes until he made such chaos.

That’s why he was fed up with analyzing, adapting and overcoming the situation.

However, Cheonma couldn’t stand such a case.

Cheonma paid attention to his reflection on the water.

Was he even twenty years old? There was a face that didn’t even look masculine at all.

‘Is that me?’

I thought I died for sure but when I woke up, my face turned out like this.

‘My Prince, your food is getting cold. You must hurry.’

Also, the servant who is walking with small steps woke me up while staying next to me.

I wanted to kill the servant who dares to talk to their master in such a tone but I couldn’t.

“I do have a crappy weak body.”

As Cheonma whispered, the servant spoke quickly.

“My Prince! Don’t say that! Now you will get better. The best doctor will come here shortly. Have you heard of the Doctor from God? He will be coming here this time.”

Cheonma gave a laugh.

“An unknown doctor will treat me where?”

“My Prince. You can’t talk like that. I have told you many times. You have to think positively and say nice things to have a good experience.”

Cheonma laughed and left the spot.

“I hope you speak such words again in 20 years.”

“Gosh, are you going to continue to act like that?”

Cheonma didn’t reply and started walking.

For the last ten days, what Cheonma did was analyze the owner of this body.

The owner’s name was Taesan Byeok. He lived in the top Golden Clan which was a well-known trading clan in Muhan.

He was an orphan who had an older brother as the owner of the Top Golden Clan.

Also, Taesan’s body was really fragile.

He had an irregular heartbeat and it appeared that no doctor had ever found a cure to such a disease.

However, Cheonma was able to know accurately what this body was like.

Since it had an irregular heartbeat, it was impossible to learn Magical Skills.

The only possibility was a Magical Skill that increased the Soul.

As Cheonma was walking, he was saying his name Taesan Byeok repeatedly.

Ever since he heard the name for the first time, he thought it really suited him well.

It was as if it were his real name from the beginning.