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Return of Overthinker Chapter 1
Inside a sprawling, modern tent filled with futuristic equipment, a wise old man sat motionless in his maglev wheelchair. The antiseptic smell filled the inside of the tent.Two soldiers hastily approached the elderly man, their voices echoing with urgency. "General Alex," they said, "the President requires your presence for a crucial address about our world's future. The people already await you." With respectful care, they began to push the old man's floating wheelchair out of the tent.General Alex, his body rigid and unresponsive, seemed trapped in his own form, a prisoner of paralysis, unable to react or move on his own.Emerging from the tent, they were greeted by a tumultuous roar under the bright sun and scorching heat. Shouts of "Alex, Alex, Alex..." filled the air. The scene unfolded in a colossal stadium, reminiscent of a grand football arena, now swarming with an ecstatic crowd, each member vociferously chanting the old man's name. Numerous banners adorned the stadium, all
Return of Overthinker Chapter 2
"So where should I begin?" I pondered while casually walking past the high school building on my way to the cafeteria. The air carried a hint of late afternoon coolness, marking the shift from day to evening. In this mountainous village area, the nights were notably chilly.People in military uniforms oversaw this high school. Although it was a high school, students had already canceled their studies since the monster outbreak, and this high school building was repurposed for teaching people with abilities. Individuals of all ages were present here, as long as they bore a symbol on their hand indicating them as ability users. They were gathered here, and their families were also taken to the nearest facility, where they received second-class treatment.Those with the symbol received first-class treatment, on par with the rich and powerful individuals. Refugees, on the other hand, received only third-class treatment in the shelter.I joined the 10-person queue in the cafeteria, plate i
Return of Overthinker Chapter 3
Yelica's ability, now manifested as a seal symbol on my back, was known as the Pact Maker or Notary, belonging to the Protection and Preservation category. It dealt with forging pacts between ability users. The potential of this ability was frightening; it could even create a binding contract with monsters. In time, those with this ability would become almost invincible, wielding immense influence.My first target was a woman named Helena, around 32 years old, who had arrived at the facility a month ago. I remembered her distinctly.As I approached her dormitory, she opened the door, revealing a room shared with three other women."What are you doing here, Alex?" she asked with a hint of curiosity."I think I've started to understand my ability," I quickly said, seizing the opportunity. "Can we talk in private for a moment? Maybe in the garden?"Helena followed me out of the dormitory, her steps hesitant yet determined, as we made our way to the school garden, a serene spot not far fr
Return of Overthinker Chapter 4
Hellena hit my head, saying, "You brat, what are you talking about? Don't pick on a shy girl, pick me if you dare."Poppy and Lisa also looked at me with awe."Don't look at me, look at Alice," I pointed to Alice. And all of them screamed in shock, the girls noticed Alice's sudden disappearance, leaving behind only her clothes. The room was filled with a stunned silence, broken only by their gasps."Her ability is the power of invisibility," I explained, observing their reactions. "She can make herself disappear at will, often driven by a range of emotions such as shame or for other valid reasons. At the peak of her powers, she can even pass through walls and everything."Helena, regaining her composure, exclaimed, "Damn, I thought you were serious about that... proposition." She flashed a mischievous grin. "But if you ever change your mind, your big sister here might consider your offer," she teased, winking playfully. “I can give you the blow you want.”I laughed, "It's already late
Return of Overthinker Chapter 5
Howard towered over me, a giant compared to my own stature. At 24 years old, he, along with Al and Tom from his gang, were intimidating figures. I, much younger than them, seemed like an easy target for their bullying. With a rough grip, Howard grabbed my clothes and dragged me back to the gym. He threw me into the hall with a force, cause a painful to my bone and body, that reminded me of the knock-out blow he had delivered just yesterday.As I lay on the gym floor, Howard stripped off his shirt, ready to launch another attack. Anger surged within me. "Do you think it's fun to bully a weak guy like me, coward?" I challenged, my voice a mixture of rage and defiance. In my previous life, they had bullied me relentlessly for six months, only stopping after I moved to another research facility.I remembered the reports I had read about them on the front lines. These reports spoke of how they would sacrifice new, powerless recruits to monsters, using them as mere bait.Howard, with his st
Return of Overthinker Chapter 6
“What do you mean?” my voice echoed with a tinge of disbelief.‘There is no way he could know it.’"You're also dealing alone at night with all those people, making secret deals," the man said. His eyes searched mine intently, as if trying to unearth secrets buried deep within. "Don't you think I'm not aware of it? Or do you want to tell me how you acquired a lot of abilities symbols on your back?"A chill ran down my spine. 'He knows everything.' In a fleeting moment, my gaze shifted to his right hand, where a distinct symbol lay – an emblem of far sight, a power to see anything, anywhere. Once locked onto someone, he could always find and observe them.It was a terrifying ability.I had made a grave mistake. My mind, too occupied with getting the pact maker ability, had betrayed me, exposing my weakness.“Don’t you want to ask me inside? Or do you want everyone here to hear about you?” His tone was laced with a threat.Nodding, I opened the door wider, allowing him to step into the
Return of Overthinker Chapter 7
Desperate, he nodded quickly.[Pact is sealed, choose one of the 6 types of your healing abilities to exchange with his ability.]As I stood before the man, I swiftly made my choice from the six abilities in my possession, deciding to give him a mere 10% of one of my healing abilities. Watching closely, I noticed the symbol on his hand begin to transform. “The deal is done. You can heal your wound now,” I informed him.He struggled to activate the healing power, but in his haste, he overlooked a crucial detail."We made a deal, but it seems you forgot one important thing," I said, my voice carrying a cold edge as I looked down at him.“What is that?” he asked, confusion and fear mingling in his eyes.“I never agreed not to kill you.”With a swift motion, I plunged my knife into his heart. He perished, the meager 10% healing ability going to waste. But I had acquired what I wanted.“Space storage,” I commanded, activating the new ability I had just obtained from him. It was a remarkabl
Return of Overthinker Chapter 8
People's lives and deaths were a fate dictated by Creators. So, if they die, they just die, and I have no reason to save them. But if I can save them, I will do it. Furthermore, the abilities that die with them represent a total loss for humanity.In the past, it took 60 years to completely retake the Earth and conquer other planets, with 90% of heroes dying in the last battle. However, if we can save the abilities that were lost within the first 3-5 years, which accounts for almost half of the total loss, we may be able to retake the Earth in 30 years or even faster.‘If I save the lost abilities, they must be under my control. I won't easily believe anyone this time. My goal is to become the president of the world, and I will take what James has.’I swiftly packed my belongings into a backpack, threw most of the items I needed into my space storage, and made my way out of the dormitory, when passing the high school broadcasting room. A daring idea began to form in my mind.I had rec
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I was a bit surprised. "Isn't down there a place where the dead rest, and there is nothing but cold and barren land?" "At first, it was a place full of beauty, but those who did not like it destroyed everything in it, making it cold and barren. I hope you can help those suffering down there find kindness and peace. In truth, you can build a place far more beautiful than the palace of the gods because hell was initially a very beautiful place for those in need." "I accept it wherever You send me." *** In a temple where knowledge was usually shared, several humans who were teachers of various schools gathered to discuss important matters about knowledge. "Hey," said one human to another, "Why did the gods stop sharing their knowledge with us?" "Haven't you heard that the King of the gods, or God Indra, has been replaced?" "Really?" "God Indra is now angry after finding out that knowledge was given to humans by the previous Indra," said another human. "He stopped all knowledge fro
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Chapter 203
After 1,000 years had passed, the three worlds experienced their golden age. There was no poverty or hunger throughout the three worlds. Everything was going very well. All dimensions entered a golden age because kindness became the most important thing in the three realms. Humans, gods, ashuras, and all beings were directed to continue giving kindness to all creatures. During my reign, everyone competed to do good so that there was no poverty, hunger, or lack. During that time, those who came to me, whether gods, ashuras, or humans, would get what they asked for. I did this as my way of doing good to all beings.One day, a dwarf-bodied brahmin came to my palace. The brahmin, called Vamana, had a body that was only waist-high to an ordinary human. He wore white clothes that wrapped loosely around his small body. However, considering that he was a human and came from the third dimension, being able to ascend to the twelfth dimension where the gods' palace was located was alr
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Chapter 202
"I don't remember that part," I said. "Because each life makes you forget. I just want to say, if you give the gods' knowledge to humans, won't the gods lose their power? Haven't you humiliated them all? Your strength has made you not understand the feelings of the weaker gods." "Guru, if what you say is true, is my current strength because I was a strong spirit in the past?" He looked at me and weakly shook his head. "No, all spirits start from the same place." "Then why did I become strong?" "You had no fear, and your enjoyment of playing made you keep striving for something greater without caring for your own life." Brihaspati continued, "However, what placed you as King Indra is something else." "What is that?" "A sense of responsibility to protect the weak and make life better for all beings." Brihaspati sighed. "Those who have that sincerity will always be carried by karma and the will of God to re
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Chapter 201
"Boss, you've become weak," said Raindo, one of the Ashura generals, approaching me. He looked enormous compared to my now smaller form. "You keep spending time in that school and library. You never fight anymore. You're going to become weak, and the previous Indra will soon return to reclaim his throne." "You just don't understand, my brother," I said, still reading a book. "Right now, I am ten times stronger than I was before." "I don't believe it," said Raindo, one of the strongest generals. "Let's test it." "Of course," I said, seemingly unconcerned. "Get ready." "I'm always ready," he replied. As soon as he said that, a bolt of lightning shot down from the sky, striking his body. He was thrown far, crashing into the palace walls and severely injured. "What happened?" he asked, looking confused and trying to stand up. He didn't know what had hit him. "I just attacked you. I gained the power
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Chapter 200
“Oh,” I shouted. “That's easy.” Suddenly, I felt very smart. “I have plenty of wealth in the treasury.” Quickly, I ordered several Ashura to bring as much treasure as possible from Indra's vault and distribute it to all the Ashura. All the Ashura were happy. “Look, Guru, haven't I done a good deed? I shared my wealth with them.” I felt pleased. “Fool!” he shouted. “You haven't done a good deed at all. You should have given the wealth to those in need.” I fell silent. Quickly, I ordered all the Ashura to return the treasures they had received. The Ashura didn't need wealth; if there was one thing they needed, it was weapons. They all grumbled, and I quickly asked, “Do you want food and drink or wealth?” “Food!!!!” “Drink!!” None wanted wealth. Suddenly, it dawned on me. Who needs wealth? The Ashura don't need wealth, the gods already have plenty of wealth. The only poor creatures needing wealth are humans
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Chapter 199
“Prepare all the food and drinks. All the gods must order their servants to bring all the food from their palaces. Call the apsaras, the heavenly maidens, and beautiful dancers. Call the singers and musicians. We will have a party.” So, a grand feast was held for days in the courtyard of Indra's palace. Music, dancing, and food never stopped. After that, the Ashura were left drunk in the palace courtyard. The gods had returned to their respective duties. I moved around to see the entire palace, and suddenly, an old man appeared before me. “What have you done to this place?” the old man asked, looking at the palace's new weapon-laden decor. “Who are you?” I asked, confused. This old man wore the simple clothes of a Brahmana, a single piece of cloth. The Brahmana do not fight, so we never touch them. If they get angry, we could get the worst curses of our lives. But if they are pleased, they could grant us many new and exciting powers. We prefer to appease them and wait for the
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Chapter 198
“Bargu,” I called one of my generals.He immediately looked at me with an extremely distressed face. “Don't choose me, king.”“Randu?”A small giant appeared and shook his head. “Don't torture me, king. We want to have fun. We won this battle.”None of them wanted to accept the position.“The position of God Vayu is an honorable one!” God Vayu shouted at them all. “Full of dedication, responsibility, serving many people, following the harmony of nature... blah... blah... blah...” He lectured for another half hour, ending again by saying to me, “Give this position to an honorable person! Not to someone who is half-hearted and does not understand the importance of this role.”I scratched my head. We Ashura only understood honor through battle. We also didn't want to be burdened by many rules and duties. We just wanted to have fun.I looked again at the ugly faces of the Ashura, fearing I might force them to take on the role.“Alright, God Vayu. No one wants your position. Stay in your p
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Chapter 197
I walked through the vast and majestic courtyard of God Indra's palace. Not a shadow in sight.Stepping onto the stone steps, I entered his palace and kept shouting his name.“INDRA! Show your cowardly face!”Inside his palace, I saw lotus ponds lining the path to the inner parts of the palace.“INDRA, THE COWARD! Are you hiding in your mother's embrace? Are you crying? Your subordinate gods are being tortured. They're screaming for their king, where are you hiding, coward?” I shouted as loudly as possible.Who doesn't know that Indra is famous for his cowardice and cunning? Every time he lost a battle against the Ashura, he would run into his mother's embrace. Aditi, the mother of the gods, and cry, persuading her to find a way to put him back on the throne. This has happened repeatedly.I smelled the scent of lotus and other fragrances in Indra's palace. “Ptooey... INDRA! Are you wearing women's clothes? Your palace smells like a woman! Show your face if you're a man.”I shouted for
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Chapter 196
We Ashura people generally only wear pants. Always bare-chested, and if we wear anything, it must be armor for war. Not clothes like those worn by women. Beautiful, neat, and shining.“Ptooey!” I spat.Both camps flew closer with terrifying speed. Weapons were directed at each other. Just seconds before both sides would collide, yet neither slowed down. Each kept increasing their flying speed and strengthening their weapons in hand.A war general from the gods' camp shot ahead of the other gods towards me. Perhaps the god of war, Ares.“Die!” he shouted.“Good!” I said, smiling broadly. I shot to the front, and we faced each other at high speed.As we met, he thrust a shining spear at me like lightning trying to pierce my chest. I dodged quickly, and my large fist struck the front of his body protected by a metal shield. My full strength flowed, and the blow landed with a horrifying sound. Combined with my initial flying speed, God Ares was instantly thrown to the edge of the earth li
