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Chapter 81: War of Revival (8)

Chapter 81: War of Revival (8)

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It happened when he was teaching Cayman. Cayman had asked what ‘Awakening’ was, and Chunghuh answered.

-Being awakened, is like being given sight.

-What do you mean?

-The ability to see means power itself.

Cayman didn’t understand, but Jaehwan did.

Being Awakened was being allowed to see the truth of the world. Awakeners looked at the ‘rating’, the truth of the world, and the particles that composed the world. They knew how to read the data that Adapters could not see. It even allowed them to look at themselves in a very different way.

That was the 3rd step of being Awakened.

It basically meant freedom from bodily limitations, and to see things differently. That was why it allowed them to bring energy from the world itself to grant them infinite amounts of Spirit Power.

-You have to worry about being blinded.

Chunghuh reminded Jaehwan multiple times.

-Awakeners can see all, but sometimes it does you no good.

-What do you mean?

-One who sees it all becomes blinded eventually.

-I don’t get it.

Jaehwan did not understand. But now he knew.

Where am I?

He blinked his eyes, but he couldn’t see anything. His body was heavy and he felt nothing. Then, he realized where he was.

This was a space.

Why was he in space? Wasn’t he fighting against himself until just now? However, there was no one around. It was pitch black.

Then he saw a light.

A star? No, it wasn’t a star. Jaehwan focused to see what it was. After looking at it for a long time, he finally realized what it was.

It was his memories.

-Jaehwan, are you going to try again?

The memory of meeting Jay in the Tower of Nightmares.

-Who are you, really?

The memory of meeting Mino in the forest.

-What do you think I lack?

The memory of Meikal…

All of his memories and stories were stuck together in the form of a star. It shone continuously upon Jaehwan, but it was too far for him to reach.

Jaehwan then realized what the space was.

It was his consciousness.

The memories kept sending him light and messages, but he couldn’t see or hear any of them. He didn’t want to. He was just too tired. That was when Jaehwan realized what Chunghuh had talked about.

One who sees too much becomes blinded.

One who hears too much becomes dull.

However, Jaehwan did not want to change anything. He quietly crouched, floating within the vast cosmos. It was comforting.

…

I did my best.

Nobody would have come this far.

…

Jaehwan was comfortable there. But then he realized he was still holding onto his sword. As he tried to let go, the silence broke from a vibration.