The administrators and gods had convened in one place to investigate the individual responsible for tampering with Earth's purging system. They had initially waited patiently for Andy YDna's summons, but several seconds had already passed, and the elusive purger had yet to appear. The significant time difference between Earth and heaven meant that waiting for even a brief moment in heaven translated to hours on Earth. The delay in receiving the summons was causing irritation to mount among those gathered. One particular god, his patience worn thin, unleashed his frustration upon the system administrators, angels, and toads. "What is going on? How much longer must I endure this waiting?" he growled. As a god vented his frustration, the surroundings quaked, and those beneath him gasped for air, momentarily losing their ability to breathe due to the sheer force of his presence. "Please, remain calm," Lord Lintian urged, trying to maintain composure. He sighed while his hands were occu
Gaige Feryuson and his family had safely departed Yawyklim City. Each member settled into their seats while Gaige piloted the minibus. It was a moment of respite, albeit brief, as an unexpected and massive explosion rocked the entire city of Yawyklim. Gaige slammed the brakes suddenly, causing all his passengers to lurch forward, then quickly settle back in their seats. Everyone peered out the windows, their curiosity piqued by the sudden explosion. "Hasn't the hunt concluded?" Cain inquired. In response, the others simply shrugged, equally perplexed. As they were leaving, they had witnessed angels descending from the sky. They assumed it was the angels' responsibility to restore order following the hunt's chaos. They didn't quite comprehend the methods the angels employed. Gaige mumbled, "Hmm, it's not the angels." He enhanced his vision using his divine abilities to see farther and observe the events unfolding inside the city. Although his vision was somewhat limited, it was enou
Each existing world has its own set of rules and foundational principles. Whenever something or someone violates these laws or disrupts the foundation that sustains its existence, the gods, along with the celestial beings, step in to intervene. The Purger system is one such example of divine intervention. Its purpose is to ensure that Earth remains exclusive to single-lifers, and this exclusivity serves a specific objective. Single-lifers are inherently less powerful than multiple-lifers, making purgers indispensable for Earth's stability and balance. However, the gods retain the freedom to abandon a world if it becomes excessively troublesome and burdensome to maintain, regardless of the significance of its inhabitants. In the case of Earth, the loss of an archangel, a significant decrease in the purger population, and a recurrence of errors have made the gods less inclined to rectify the situation and more inclined to forsake the world. Abandoning a world is a relatively straigh
The chaos surrounding Gaige Feryuson showed no signs of abating, even after the one who initiated it had perished. Explosions and fires raged, and the air echoed with screams and cries. The streets were strewn with corpses and blood, and despair loomed over everything. Gaige Feryuson realized that the world had indeed been abandoned because the once-familiar skies were now devoid of the countless angels he had grown accustomed to seeing. For Gaige, it was far from comforting to gaze up at a clear sky for the first time without spotting any celestial beings lazily drifting through the heavens. Despite the departure of the immensely powerful creator, this didn't imply that only humans would remain. The remaining purgeable beings still existed, and although their extraordinary abilities would gradually wane, new returnees would continue to arrive. This was a fortunate development for the returnees and transmigrators, although not all of them were benevolent; some certainly posed a thr
Once Gaige Feryuson returned to Earth, the system was no longer with him or anyone else. He was overjoyed when he gazed into his reflection and saw his appearance revert to what he recognized as his original and very first identity—the average-looking Kim Nery. Though he looked plain, weaker, and less imposing than the main character-like appearance of the Commander Knight Gaige Feryuson, he loved his Kim Nery look because it granted him more peace and a sense of calmness. "Papa! You look uglier!" Lambert pointed out, and he immediately jumped into Gaige's arms when he noticed him descending the stairs. "You don't have to be rude anymore," Gaige said. He laughed at his son's apt remark. "Bert, the purger system is all gone," and he gave him a kiss in appreciation for the fact that his son still recognized him despite his current downgraded appearance. Lambert pouted, causing Gaige to laugh even louder. Lambert said, "I am just being honest, papa." Everyone gathered one by one, draw
"I pronounce you husband and wife." The priest's voice echoed through the grand church, marking a momentous occasion that would forever alter Gaige Feryuson's life. Gaige, a knight with a formidable build, found himself wiping his eyes that had grown emotional as he watched the main characters exchange their vows. It was a wedding that had happened much earlier than the original plot dictated. "You may now kiss the bride!" The priest's proclamation was met with cheers and applause from the gathered guests. Gaige's ears rang from the sheer volume of the celebratory crowd. He couldn't help but feel a sense of triumph mixed with nostalgia. This marriage marked the conclusion of the novel he had been transmigrated into. None of this would have been possible if he and his group hadn't protected the couple from the chaos and monsters that threatened to disrupt the ceremony. Yet, as the priest's words of blessing hung in the air, chaos erupted. Beasts and monsters crashed through the chur
"I need a phone! I need the internet!" Gaige's voice burst with urgency as he scanned the unfamiliar surroundings. He struggled to his feet, determined to seek help from passersby, but an eerie phenomenon unfolded: people actively avoided him. Puzzled, Gaige questioned, "Why are they avoiding me?" His confusion deepened as he realized he was unarmed, having relinquished his sword while sprinting toward Bettine. Yet, the people around him eyed him with a strange mix of caution and suspicion. It wasn't until Gaige glanced down at his attire that he discovered the source of their apprehension. He was still clad in his battle-worn armor, stained with green and red blood that emitted a pungent odor. It was a scent he had grown accustomed to, a daily reminder of the countless lives he had taken in the novel world. But to the people in this world, it was undoubtedly repulsive. "Why am I back in my armor? Did the warp malfunction, causing this error?" Gaige pondered aloud, his brow furrowin
"There's a light. Why?" Gaige approached his front door cautiously, his senses and abilities still intact, allowing him to listen to what transpired within his small apartment. Despite the oddity of the situation, mundane sounds emanated from within, including the drone of a television and the clinking of dishes. Gaige was puzzled by the apparent normalcy within. "Hmm? I can hear someone watching TV. I can hear someone washing dishes too. What's going on?" He stepped back momentarily to recheck the apartment number and the surroundings. He descended the stairs and perused the mailbox, searching for a clue to confirm the passage of time. "I've been gone for a year?" Gaige exclaimed, double-checking the dates on the mail to verify that he hadn't been absent for the same duration as his time in the novel world. "But why is my house occupied by someone else?" The building belonged to his parents, and he had lived alone there. His parents seldom checked on him, making it all the more baff