Episode 1: I Have Resurrection Magic

    I thought if I got transferred to another world, I’d be unstoppable with my modern knowledge.

    But once you actually get transferred, you realize one thing.

    I really don’t know jack shit.

    A little bit of knowledge is a scary thing, they say.

    Most people don’t even know how the computers, cell phones, or microwaves they use every day actually work.

    Turn on the faucet, and water comes out.

    Turn on the heat, and it gets warm.

    If you’re hungry, you order delivery.

    All the things you take for granted in everyday life are things an individual can’t accomplish alone.

    Of course, those with specialized knowledge might be able to achieve something.

    Unfortunately, that wasn’t me.

    20 years old.

    I’d never even thought about the principles behind the things I used in modern life.

    That was me.

    “Hey, you porter! If you don’t want to die, carry it properly!”

    A man’s rough voice echoed from behind me.

    In front of me, a large man ran like crazy.

    He was my employer.

    Suddenly transferred to this world, with no identity or anything.

    Perfect conditions to be targeted by criminals.

    Someone the security forces could execute on the spot without a second thought.

    I only had one way to survive.

    Begging until my hands were raw at the Transferee Association to guarantee my identity and arrange a job.

    My current position was porter.

    The man cursing at me even now was my employer.

    “Ugh, huff, I’m carrying it properly! I am!”

    Actually, even though he talks like that, he’s not a bad person.

    He always pays on time, buys me drinks saying I’ve worked hard, and teaches me how to survive in this world.

    But the situation is so urgent right now that the words just came out however they could.

    Did I get any special perks from the transfer?

    I do have one.

    But it’s not very useful right now.

    So, right now, all I can do is trust my healthy 20-year-old body and work as a porter.

    It was the best I could do with no specialized knowledge.

    “A guy who’s so pale like you can’t have any strength!”

    “What am I supposed to do about being pale! I think I’m getting even paler because I lack melanin!”

    “Don’t use such difficult words, you transferee!”

    “You’re a magician, -yang, understand with your smart brain!”

    Just then, my employer ran over and snatched half of the load.

    He’s a professional pioneer hired by the Pioneer Association.

    He’s thirty-seven this year.

    A man named Bulldog.

    You might wonder how someone can be named Bulldog, but it turns out there’s no such dog breed as a bulldog here.

    Anyway, true to his name, he has a fiery personality.

    But he’s also big enough to carry half my load and still run quickly.

    “Run! We’re really going to die if we keep this up!”

    “Aaaah, yes!”

    I answered him and ran like crazy.

    Currently, a snake that swallows people whole is chasing us like mad.

    The vast forest rushed past us.

    This is the 2nd World.

    A different world from the 1st World I was transferred from.

    We stole the egg of the snake chasing us.

    It was a material that sells for a ridiculously high price.

    So, the mother snake is furious and following us with the intention of killing us.

    “――――!”

    The square-faced mother snake roared, spewing venom.

    I feel like my legs are about to give out any minute now.

    It’s already been five months since I started working as a porter, but I just can’t get used to it.

    “Almost there!”

    Just then, Bulldog-ajusshi shouted in a loud voice.

    He leaped over a tree root as big as our bodies with all his might.

    I also stepped on the foothold I had 미리 박아둔 on the tree root and somehow managed to jump over it.

    The mother snake poked its head over the root, chasing us.

    At that moment, the magic circle engraved on the root shone brightly.

    Bulldog, that -yangban set up a trap magic.

    He may be huge, but that man was a combat magician.

    Kwaaaaaaang!

    The head of the mother snake chasing us was caught in an explosion magic and shattered.

    Koong!

    Soon after, the mother snake’s head fell beyond the root.

    It was still twitching as if its nerves were alive, but it didn’t seem like it would move.

    “Hoo, that was a close call.”

    Bulldog-ajusshi put down the load and took a breath.

    I stared at it blankly and said.

    “Ajusshi, do you really need to work with such risks?”

    After catching my breath, I realize how dangerous it was just now.

    Bulldog-ajusshi is a more capable pioneer than I thought.

    Knowing his limits, he doesn’t usually catch such dangerous creatures.

    “What can I do? My son is getting married soon, and I need to send him something.

    If I give him the Jeongseung Snake’s egg and materials, he can get a lot of money.”

    What a fool for his son.

    He really loves his son.

    “Don’t you have a gift for me, who’s as young as your son?”

    “Hey, you should be grateful that I’m even taking you around.”

    That’s true.

    In fact, there aren’t many pioneers who hire incompetent transferees.

    1st World, Astrape.

    Transferees are regularly generated in this world.

    The transferees have to live in the 1st World after being dropped there without knowing why.

    A transferee with no money and nothing.

    They have no way to survive.

    That’s why they easily fall into crime.

    It’s a vicious cycle.

    As such, transferees are objects of hatred.

    I know because I suffered quite a bit from 이유 없는 hatred in the beginning.

    Bulldog-ajusshi saw my gloomy face and lit a cigarette.

    “Harua, you’re a Noname, aren’t you? Do you really not have any abilities?”

    Even though I was transferred to the 1st World, I forgot my name.

    This phenomenon appears in a small number of transferees.

    One unique thing is that those who forget their names awaken special abilities compared to other transferees.

    And this is also why Nonames are particularly hated.

    Just because someone has power doesn’t mean they’re good.

    “It’s not like all Nonames have special abilities.”

    If it’s a useless ability, it’s better to pretend it doesn’t exist.

    I approached the Jeongseung Snake’s head and stabbed a dagger into its forehead.

    After peeling off the scales a few times, I saw soft flesh inside.

    When I dug out that flesh, a jade-colored jewel appeared.

    A phantom species, the Jeongseung Snake’s magic stone.

    It was an energy resource used in the 1st World.

    “The color is ambiguous. I even drew a high-level magic circle on purpose with expensive money.”

    “Even so, wouldn’t they say it’s 녹급 if we insist?”

    “Let’s collect the scales.”

    “Ah, the egg is also there, so it’s heavy.”

    “You little punk, what’s with all the complaints when a porter is carrying luggage!”

    I grumbled and collected the scales.

    I know that Bulldog-ajusshi will give me a little more pay if I do this.

    After collecting all the scales, the load became heavy.

    Bulldog-ajusshi seems to have gotten his money’s worth.

    It’ll be enough to help him buy a house for his son.

    Bulldog-ajusshi also seems to be in a good mood, unlike usual.

    If I scratch him well, he might give me a little more pay.

    “Since we have a lot of luggage, let’s go back today.”

    “Yes, I’m all for it.”

    As we gathered our things and moved, large trees appeared one after another.

    The plants in the 2nd World are abnormally large.

    So, just crossing one tree root was a chore.

    Maybe this is what it feels like to be an ant.

    “Harua.”

    Bulldog-ajusshi called my new name in the 1st World.

    It’s been five months, so I’m quite used to it now.

    “Have you heard that a Noname serial killer has been on the rise lately?”

    “I’ve heard it so much it’s worn out my ears.”

    “It’s good that you’ve heard it, and don’t show off that you’re a transferee for a while if possible.”

    His advice is worth listening to.

    The Noname serial killer who has been on the rise recently.

    Because of him, hatred towards Nonames among the residents of the 1st World has reached its peak.

    I wish they would refrain from doing that, even for the sake of the people who live quietly.

    There were too many crazy people in this world.

    Thanks to that, I have to hide that I’m a transferee.

    If I’m not careful, I’ll get kicked out after entering a store, so there’s no other way.

    “Why are there so many incidents and accidents in this damn world? It’s too 까탈스러워 for an ordinary citizen to live in.”

    “That’s how it is wherever people live.”

    Bulldog-ajusshi answered calmly even to my grumbling.

    Do you become detached from the world when you’re thirty-seven?

    I don’t know because I haven’t reached that age yet.

    In the meantime, the entrance to the 1st World began to appear.

    The shape of a huge door was visible.

    “I should go back quickly, wash up, and rest.”

    “Harua.”

    Just as I was about to take a breath, Bulldog-ajusshi suddenly stopped walking.

    He held out his hand in front of him and stared blankly beyond the tree root.

    My gaze followed his.

    Soon after, I saw red bloodstains.

    In addition, there was also a bloody lump of flesh on top of the bloodstains.

    Oh, shit.

    An unpleasant, eerie premonition swept through my whole body.

    Bulldog-ajusshi had the same reaction.

    Because that corpse just died.

    “…How long do you think it would take to run from here to the entrance?”

    He asked quietly in a low voice.

    “5 minutes, we’d have to run for 5 minutes.”

    The entrance is close, but there’s still some distance.

    It’s a distance that would take at least 5 minutes to reach.

    “There’s no point in going back for nothing. Throw away all the luggage and run with all your might.”

    That’s a great decision.

    When your life is at stake, luggage and everything else is meaningless.

    I prepared to throw off the luggage at any time.

    At the same time, Bulldog-ajusshi pulled out his staff and accumulated power.

    It seemed he was planning to set fire to the forest to buy time.

    A quick decision, as expected of a veteran pioneer.

    “Run.”

    As he swung his staff, I threw down the luggage and ran forward with all my might.

    Seogeok!

    At that moment, a chilling sound echoed from behind me.

    When I inadvertently turned my head back, there was a head flying in the sky.

    It was the head of Bulldog-ajusshi, who was smiling about his son’s wedding.

    His head flew for a while with a long stream of blood before falling to the ground.

    Something cut off his neck.

    Only that fact was recognized.

    Pook!

    Soon after, something pierced through my chest as well.

    It was something invisible.

    Blood gushed out along my chest.

    My already pale skin turned even whiter than before.

    A pain that felt like my mind was breaking surged up.

    The pain was so strong that even my voice didn’t come out, only a choking sound.

    The transparent blade that pierced my chest was pulled out.

    At the same time, I was knocked to the ground by the impact from behind.

    My consciousness quickly faded away.

    It was the price for spilling a large amount of blood.

    I saw blood-stained shoes.

    But the shoes soon turned transparent and disappeared.

    “A, bility.”

    That’s definitely a stealth-type ability.

    And it was a high-level ability that Bulldog-ajusshi couldn’t even sense.

    It’s him.

    That guy was the serial killer who had recently made a name for himself.

    “Son of a bitch.”

    With that, something came down towards my head.

    This is a really fucked up world.

    Kwaduk!

    With the sensation of my skull being crushed and my brain pierced.

    I died.

    .

    .

    .

    And a few hours later.

    I opened my eyes again.

    In a terrible state with my chest and head covered in blood.

    I spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with phlegm and shook out the blood that had gotten into my ears.

    Then my mind became a little clearer.

    “…This damn resurrection.”

    I am a Noname.

    And in fact, I also have an ability.

    It’s also a useless ability.

    Resurrection magic.

    Resurrection.

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    I have resurrection magic.


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