Chapter 254 – Epilogue (2) – Megarapora

Episode 254

The next day at noon.

A young man stood before a towering building, gazing up at it.

He was wearing a hat and sunglasses, making him unrecognizable.

“…He succeeded. He even built a building on this expensive Gangnam land.”

He muttered to himself and then walked towards the building’s entrance.

The sign above the entrance read ‘Finder Clan’ in English.

“Welcome. How may I help you?”

A receptionist greeted him as he entered.

“I’m here to see the CEO.”

“The CEO? May I have your name?”

“Kim Jeong-seon.”

“Kim Jeong-seon… Ah, yes. Please follow me.”

He followed the beautiful receptionist to the elevator.

The elevator doors opened, and the receptionist bowed politely.

As he walked down the hallway, two other female employees greeted him.

“Mr. Kim Jeong-seon, right? Please wait a moment.”

“CEO, Mr. Kim Jeong-seon is here. Yes, you may enter.”

They led him to the CEO’s office after reporting his arrival.

“Ah! You’re here!”

A young man rushed towards him as he entered the office.

Park Jin-woong, the CEO of Finder Clan’s Korean branch.

There were only a handful of people in the world he treated with such respect.

But this young man deserved it.

“Why did you come through the main entrance this time, Master Jinsung? You could have used the direct warp gate like before…”

How could he not treat Kim Jinsung, the man who made Finder Clan the world’s top information broker, with the utmost respect?

“I wanted to try coming through the main entrance. Have you prepared everything I requested?”

“Of course! Please wait a moment.”

He rushed back to his desk, opened a locked drawer, and returned with two small objects.

“Here’s the information you requested. It’s on an encrypted USB drive, as usual.”

“Thank you.”

“And this is a gift from Master Hong.”

He handed him an envelope, which he opened immediately.

“…A card?”

“Yes. It’s a Baekdu Clan Abyss Card. Do you know what it is?”

“I’ve heard of it.”

The highest tier card, given only to a select few VVIPs associated with the Baekdu Clan.

It granted free access to all Baekdu Clan services and VIP treatment.

“Thank you for the gift, but I doubt I’ll ever use it.”

“Hahaha, well, you’re not a materialistic person, Master Jinsung.”

“It’s better to have it than not. I’ll thank her later.”

He put the card in his phone case and looked at Park Jin-woong.

“There were two more things I requested.”

“Of course. I wouldn’t forget.”

He smiled.

“But there’s no need for me to provide the other information you requested.”

“What do you mean?”

“Because I’m coming with you.”

“With me? You’re coming personally?”

He nodded at his surprised question.

“I want to be a part of your ambitious plan’s first step. Would it be inconvenient for you if I tag along…?”

“It would be inconvenient.”

“Gasp…!”

“But I don’t mind. Alright.”

“Ah! Thank you!”

He sighed in relief. He really wanted to come.

“So when are we leaving? Just tell me, and I’ll clear my schedule.”

“Well, it’s almost lunchtime. Shall we go now? We can have lunch together afterwards.”

“Sounds good! Lunch is on me. Let’s go!”

He put on his suit jacket and walked out of the office.

* * *

A luxury sedan drove out of the building’s underground parking lot and onto the streets.

Kim Jinsung, sitting in the passenger seat next to Park Jin-woong, who was driving, stared out the window silently.

“…The streets of Seoul have become lively again.”

He finally spoke, and Park Jin-woong nodded in agreement.

“After the news spread that monsters weren’t appearing from the new interdimensional portals, the citizens who had been cooped up in their homes started going out again.

It’s definitely more lively than when you were young, Master Jinsung.”

“I heard the security has also improved.”

“Yes. It’s even better than before the New Continent appeared. The police officers are all at least B-Rank hunters, so criminals are afraid to commit crimes.”

He smiled at his words, and then his gaze shifted to the side.

“…Wasn’t that the Korean Clan building?”

Park Jin-woong also looked in the same direction.

He saw a building with the sign ‘Demonic Clan’ in English and answered,

“Yes. But I heard they were struggling recently and put the building up for sale.

It seems the ‘Demonic Clan’, which is doing well these days, bought it.”

“They must be in a bad state if they’re selling their headquarters building.”

“Well, it’s a natural consequence. After it was revealed that the new interdimensional portals were caused by the existing New Continent alliance clan members, the Korean Clan, which was a key member of the alliance, started receiving heavy criticism from the public.

The government is also openly distancing themselves from the Korean Clan and trying to form a new partnership with the Baekdu Clan.

You know how much support the Korean Clan received from the government? But suddenly, the support stopped, their forces in the New Continent were wiped out, and on top of that, all their executives, including Master Yong, died…”

He nodded, understanding the situation, and then looked away from the Korean Clan building.

“…Ah, right. I forgot to tell you.”

Park Jin-woong suddenly remembered something and said,

“Did you know that the Colosseum Survival Season 13 is about to start?”

He turned to look at him.

“You know that it hasn’t been held since Season 12 was a complete failure after you escaped, right?”

“Really?”

“Ah, you didn’t know… After you escaped, the perception that there was a hole in the Colosseum’s security spread. It was a fatal blow to the program.

So CEO Baek and the other staff members laid low for a while. But now that the New Continent situation has settled down and people’s interest in you has waned, it seems they’re planning to start a new season.”

His face darkened as he listened to the explanation.

“…More innocent people will die.”

Having killed countless people in the Colosseum and Fight Club, he knew better than anyone

that a significant percentage of the ‘forced laborers’ were innocent people who had been wrongfully imprisoned.

“That’s why I’m trying to abolish the ‘forced laborer’ system.”

“I know. I lost my brother to it.”

His face hardened for a moment as he mentioned his brother, and then he relaxed.

“That’s why I’m actively supporting your plan.”

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. But do you really think you can abolish it?”

“I think it’s possible.”

He answered without hesitation.

“Everyone knows that there are many innocent people among the forced laborers.

But they turn a blind eye because the government condones it and the corporations that need forced laborers are too powerful.

But I can change that.”

He continued,

“If I, the most famous person in the world, gather evidence and publicly criticize the system, it’ll attract global attention.

And the Eclat Alliance, which controls the New Continent, will support me.

Then the Korean government, which has formed a new partnership with the Baekdu Clan, will have no choice but to listen to public opinion.”

Park Jin-woong nodded, seeing the logic in his words.

“Indeed, your fame and connections are undeniable.”

“That’s why I’ve been keeping a low profile.”

“…Really?”

He nodded, and Park Jin-woong exclaimed in admiration.

“Wow~! I thought you were just avoiding the spotlight because you didn’t like it…!”

He had actually been staying in his room, refusing all interviews and invitations, since defeating Seraphim.

Even the persistent media had given up after a while.

“Don’t you think it’s more impactful to make a sudden appearance after a long silence?

It’ll be more dramatic and attract more attention. That’s what I was aiming for.”

“You’re amazing. Truly amazing…”

As Park Jin-woong continued to express his admiration, the car left Seoul.

Their destination was a shabby building in Incheon.

* * *

*Clank.*

As soon as the heavy iron door opened, a burly man with a menacing look, who had been sitting behind it, jumped to his feet.

“Who are you? How did you…”

*Zap!*

“Aaaargh!!”

He screamed and collapsed to the ground, electrocuted before he could finish his sentence.

Kim Jinsung looked down at him and asked,

“This is the Revenge Club, right? The place where you illegally imprison forced laborers and make them fight?”

“Ugh… W-what are you talking about…!”

*Zzzzt!*

“Brrr!”

He was electrocuted again, his eyes rolling back in his head as he convulsed.

“Last chance. If you don’t answer, I’ll electrocute you until your heart explodes.”

“Y-yes! It’s the Revenge Club… Ugh…!”

“I heard you make a lot of money from betting on the kids’ fights?”

“I-I don’t know about that, but the betting is true!”

“What’s the CEO’s name?”

“Y-Yang Sung-ho!”

*Thud!*

Having obtained all the information he needed, he kicked the man’s head, knocking him unconscious.

He then looked ahead, and

“Who’s there?!”

“Intruder! Catch him!”

“Bring everyone!”

His accomplices, hearing the man’s screams, started pouring out.

* * *

*Crash!*

The door to the CEO’s office burst open.

The man who had opened it was unconscious, his eyes rolled back in his head.

“Seriously, this isn’t even a warm-up.”

He looked at the unconscious man with disdain and then turned his gaze forward.

A young man in a suit, with a relatively normal physique, was pointing a sword at him.

“W-who are you?! Why are you here?!”

The young man’s eyes were darting around nervously. He was clearly panicking.

“Do you know who I am?! I’m Yang Sung-ho!! Do you know how famous I am in this area?! How many connections I have?!”

“I know.”

He answered curtly and then took off his hat and sunglasses.

The young man’s eyes widened.

“N-no way…!”

“Yang Sung-ho. Yang Jung-geun’s second son.”

He continued in a monotone, ignoring the young man’s shock.

“You’ve been living like a rat after your father’s death, avoiding public attention, and then you opened an illegal Fight Club with the money you saved up?

And you’re using the same methods as the Fight Club I was imprisoned in?”

“…K-Kim… Jinsung…?”

“Are you clueless? You’re running this place even though I, your father’s sworn enemy, am back in Korea?

Well, if you had any sense, you wouldn’t even think about staying in Korea…”

He looked at Yang Sung-ho with a smirk and asked,

“Make your choice. Do I go first, or do you come first? Either way, we’re going to fight.”

“U-uh…!”

“One. Two…”

He started counting, and

“H-hiyaaa!!”

Yang Sung-ho, unable to overcome his fear, swung his sword at him with all his might.

The sword aimed for his neck, and

*Clang!*

“Ugh…!”

A metallic clang echoed as Yang Sung-ho was thrown back.

He groaned in pain, clutching his hand, and Kim Jinsung looked at him with disdain.

“Like father, like son. You haven’t put in any effort. I thought you would at least surpass your father…”

He trailed off and slowly approached Yang Sung-ho.

Yang Sung-ho watched with trembling eyes as he cracked his knuckles.

He looked like the Grim Reaper approaching.

* * *

*Clank.*

The heavy iron door opened again.

“Ugh…!”

“Ugh…!”

The police officers who entered all covered their noses.

Only Kim Jinsung, with a familiar expression, didn’t react to the smell.

“It’s exactly the same as the place I was in.”

A cramped central lounge surrounded by prison-like cages.

And the stench of burning flesh coming from what looked like an incinerator…

“I don’t know how I endured six months in this place.”

“Everyone, come out!”

“You’re all free! Follow our instructions!”

His muttering was drowned out by the police officers’ shouts.

As the children inside rushed towards the entrance, he walked towards the incinerator, as if drawn to it.

He opened the door and saw a blazing furnace, as if a body had just been burned.

He looked at the furnace and then his gaze shifted downwards, sensing someone’s presence.

‘…Huh?’

His eyes widened.

Countless bodies were lying on the floor.

And a child was sitting among them, looking up at him.

He looked just like…

‘Me, back in the Fight Club incinerator.’

He felt like he was seeing himself, sitting among the corpses, organizing the abilities he had acquired.

‘…Wait a minute.’

He checked the corpses’ necks.

His suspicions were confirmed.

‘They were all strangled?’

All the corpses had finger marks on their necks.

Why would anyone strangle them before burning them?

Unless they had a unique ability like his, to acquire abilities by killing evil people…

‘…Don’t tell me?’

He suddenly remembered something Dantalian had told him a few days ago.

[There’s a being called Megarapora.

A monster like you, who absorbs abilities by devouring other beings.

The difference is that you were a monster in the Demon Realm, while Megarapora was a monster in the Heavenly Realm.

And there’s one more difference.

That bastard can absorb abilities from anyone.

You can only absorb abilities from evil people, right? To be precise, you can only absorb abilities from beings with Demonic Energy. Because ‘Beast karma’ is the essence of evil.

But Megarapora is different. He can absorb abilities from anyone, regardless of whether they have Demonic Energy or not. In a way, his ability is even more powerful than yours.

But I heard he escaped reincarnation and disappeared from the Heavenly Realm 50 years ago.

Escaping reincarnation in the Heavenly Realm means he was reborn in another dimension.

Whether it’s the Demon Realm, the Middle Realm, or your Earth, I don’t know. But one thing’s for sure.

If he was reborn on Earth, he could be a disaster even worse than you.

It could even turn your Middle Realm upside down…]

He immediately used Spirit Summoning.

A translucent Demon God enveloped his body.

[Who is it?!]

“It’s me, Kim Jinsung.”

[Ooh! You finally summoned me!]

“Demon God Eligos. You have the power to identify others’ unique abilities, right?”

[You know well! So you want me to identify this little one’s ability?]

“Yes.”

[Alright!]

Eligos raised Kim Jinsung’s arm and grabbed the boy’s wrist, who was staring at them silently.

Notification windows appeared before his eyes.

▶ Identifying the target’s unique ability…

▶ Identification complete. The target possesses ‘Unique Ability Absorption’.

▷ Unique Ability Absorption: When the target kills someone, they can acquire the target’s unique traits or skills.

When the target kills someone, they acquire ‘Virtue karma’, which is the driving force behind certain unique skills.

‘…I knew it.’

He was certain now.

This boy was Megarapora’s reincarnation.

“Brother… Are you…?”

The boy asked, his eyes wide, as if recognizing him.

But Kim Jinsung spoke first.

“What’s your name?”

“Me? I’m Park Da-hoon.”

His eyes widened, hearing the name.

“Park Da-hoon? The champion of this Revenge Club…?”

“Yes.”

He nodded and then asked,

“Are you… Kim Jinsung? You look exactly like the person on TV…”

He nodded.

“Yes. I’m Kim Jinsung.”

He answered, a wide smile spreading across his face.

It was a genuine smile of joy, something he hadn’t shown anyone recently.

(TLN: …………………. thats it ?)