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Return of Overthinker Chapter 87
I observe Livia carefully. Despite the chaos I've unleashed Sariel with rank 1 tasked to eliminate all physical demons around Babel, Livia is here, unscathed.This can only mean one thing: she isn't a physical being but a spirit, and this sudden, piercing pain in my chest must be the result of a spiritual attack—perhaps a curse or black magic.Evading a spiritual attack or black magic generally isn't difficult for someone with a deep faith in the True Source, the God.Unfortunately, my faith is lukewarm at best, so I can only pray with what little conviction I have.“Dear True Source, please protect me from all kinds of evil spirits. Send me your Light and Love for protection.”As the words leave my lips, a soft, almost translucent light surrounds me, forming a shield. It isn’t particularly vivid, yet it’s sufficient to make Livia recoil.Light always could destroy the darkness; it works like a charm.“You will never break my black magic contract with the King, and all of these souls
Return of Overthinker Chapter 88
The minister's frustration is evident in his teary eyes as he exclaims, "Why do you mirror your master so closely? If I express dissent, will you simply eliminate me? In this day and age, such a notion is preposterous!""I don’t care," Sariel replies coldly, his voice steady and threatening. "I only know that if you don’t agree, we will kill you and later your whole family.""Damn it!" the minister yells, overwhelmed by fear and helplessness. "I agree!"Around the country, spheres start to float menacingly toward each influential figure—military generals, the leader of the hunters, and other key individuals—taunting them and demanding obedience. "Follow my command or I will kill you."More and more people starting to cooperate with Sariel, even if they don’t like her. She is real attacker and she try to free the city from the monstrous beasts.Outside the towering Babel gate, Sariel begins constructing the main base for her operations, resembling a massive castle.The country is now u
Return of Overthinker Chapter 89
I find a pure light that clears my mind, and there she is—the same girl praying for me.“May True Source bless us with His light and love and cleanse all that is impure within ourselves.”As my mind surfaces again, I quickly join the prayer, feeling my negative emotions dissolve more and more. After a few moments, I can feel myself staying conscious for an extended period."Are you okay?" asks a girl with big, piercing blue eyes, looking deeply into mine. She appears young, maybe still seventeen."Where am I?""Greentown.""The Greentown that was in the ex-Soviet territory?" I ask."Yes," she answers.How can I have moved so far, almost halfway around the world to be here? My mind is still unclear."Marie, what are you doing here?" I notice three thugs approaching us.One of them suddenly strikes my face. "Hey, I'm going to use this as my human sandbag like usual. It's my turn."With anger clouding my emotions, I feel dark energy rise from within me, causing me to scream as I begin to
Return of Overthinker Chapter 90
"Don't you know who I am?" Tommy yells, his voice echoing across the restaurant. His eyes blaze with a fiery pride."I am the savior of this town. As long as I am here, my ability will chase away any beast that threatens our people."I gaze at his right hand, where a peculiar tattoo gleams slightly under the light, and raise my voice so everyone around can hear. "I know someone with the same tattoo as you; he's the salt maker. I bet your real ability is turning water into salt.""What!" Tommy looks genuinely shocked, as if the reality of his ability has just dawned on him. He has been boasting, pretending he is one of the chosen protectors of the town."Put your hand on the water, and it will turn salty. That's all your ability is about," I declare, making sure every ear in the crowd catches the truth. "You have nothing to do with chasing beasts. You are just a liar.""You!" Tommy's face flushes a deep crimson, his fists clenching as he lunges towards me.I control my emotions, recall
Return of Overthinker Chapter 91
As the ground trembles violently, people around me pray with intensified fervor. Their faces are pale, frightened, filled with fear and tears. Yet, all of them try to find a bit of peace and hope from God.Above, a celestial light, unseen by many, grows ever brighter. I sense my ability is coming back, stealthily, I find a secluded corner, close my eyes, and delve deep into my mental world.In this realm, a devil at the core harnesses thousands of the souls of Babel's populace—criminals and those engulfed by their dark emotions, unable to follow the light to free themselves.These souls coalesce into a vast, ominous sphere, breathing dark energy and striving to dominate my inner world.Meanwhile, in my inner world there are hundreds of stars, each of my ability manifest as tiny stars.When I founded the Eden Guild, there was a pact that each superhuman or ability user who want to join had to give me a minimal amount of their ability to me as the leader.This pact is still remains in e
Return of Overthinker Chapter 92
The fat man, his face a mask of disbelief, looks at Tommy painfully. "Why did you stab me?""If you weren't following me, you'd tell everyone that I lead the beast," Tommy says, his eyes cold and unyielding."But you're my brother, I would never tell anyone..." the fat man's voice trails off as his face slackens, his breaths ceasing.“Only dead man keep secret!” Tommy replied.Beside them, a tall man, Jack watches Tommy with a mix of shock and fear. "I will tell no one. I hate the city, and you know I wasn't born here. Any way we are bothers right?""Good, let's just throw this fat man off the cliff."Later, as Tommy drives another car back to the city, he enters a restaurant, blending in as if just another citizen.Yet, someone from across the room stares at him with an angry scowl, rushes over, and shoves him to the ground."What are you doing?" Tommy protests, his voice laced with disbelief."How dare you bring that baby beast to the marketplace, and unleash horde beasts on this ci
Return of Overthinker Chapter 93
Under the sprawling canopy of a dense forest, the chill of the afternoon wind whips through the air. Tommy stands, his breath visible in the cold.“No,” Tommy declares firmly, his voice echoing slightly in the vast, open space, “I love my mother, and I want to be a successful person for her. She needs to be alive to see her only son succeed.”Livia, appearing as an ethereal angel with a gentle smile, responds soothingly. “You are good, Tommy. That’s why you are the chosen one. You are special. I am just joking with you.”Tommy’s gaze shifts to the corpse lying a few feet away. “How about Jack?” he asks, his eyes reflecting a mix of curiosity and dread. “Do I need to bury him?”“You already have a new ability,” Livia explains with a mysterious grin. “It is necromancy. You can use it to bind Jack’s soul to his body, so he can be a zombie who will always listen to you.”“Really?” Tommy laughs, a hint of excitement mixed with disbelief in his voice. “Great. What should I do?”“Just say th
Return of Overthinker Chapter 94
In the bustling city hall of Greentown, the Chief and ten prominent jury members, all significant figures of the city, are seated around a large, ornate table.They engage in earnest discussions about town matters while awaiting a beast meat special culinary presentation by the chef.The room buzzes with anticipation and the clatter of silverware against fine china echoes softly in the grand hall.As Violet and I enter the spacious hall, we notice several chefs bustling about.Some chefs peer curiously towards the judges, trying to gauge the competition's outcome, while others, like us, are here to participate. The atmosphere is a mix of excitement and nervous energy."Quick, try to list our performance after this," I urge Violet as we make our way to a table marked 'Registration.'Violet dashes off and soon returns, her face flushed with success. "We've got number seven," she announces, glancing over at chefs’ number one and two who are already busy grilling meat.Curious, I sneak a
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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
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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"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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"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
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
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
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
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
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