Hailong's laughter gradually faded into silence. Even so, the smile lingering on his lips refused to disappear. Standing a short distance away, he quietly watched Tanvir and Shivaay.
His sharp eyes narrowed ever so slightly.
You two have certainly made quite a show...
but are you really trustworthy?
Hailong tilted his neck to one side and silently came to a decision.
"Let's find out."
Above the altar, Moon slowly flapped her snowy white wings, lazily circling through the air as if she owned the entire arena. The countless gigantic eyes floating high above followed every movement below, their crimson pupils silently observing the players.
Moon spread both of her arms with a bright smile.
"Now that all the rankers are finally gathered..." she announced cheerfully, her voice echoing throughout the arena. "...let's claim the rewards!"
She clapped once.
"Country rankers, please come forward and touch the crystal in the order of third place, then second, and lastly first. The same goes for the Continental Rankers. As for the Global Rankers... please wait."
Tanvir lightly nudged Shivaay with his elbow.
"Look at her go! She's damn talented. What do you think?"
Shivaay watched Moon's flawless performance before letting out a small chuckle.
"Yeah... she's got some skills. If she were human, she would've become a world-class actress."
He pointed toward Moon.
"Look at her... smiling so peacefully with those bloody red eyes."
He clicked his tongue.
"I have to admit, she could even teach a chameleon how to change colors."
"Hmm..."
Tanvir nodded seriously.
"True... but now I'm bored."
He sighed dramatically.
"I should've brought my gaming console."
Shivaay casually raised a hand.
"I have a Nintendo."
Before Tanvir could answer, another voice interrupted them.
"Hello, fellas... can I have some of your time?"
Both Tanvir and Shivaay immediately turned toward the speaker.
The smiles on their faces disappeared almost instantly.
Hailong instinctively tightened his grip around the handle of his massive greatsword.
Are they planning to attack me?
Stay alert...
For a brief second...
Only silence remained.
Then—
"DUDE, YOU'RE SO COOL!"
Tanvir suddenly rushed forward, grabbed Hailong by both shoulders, and shook him so enthusiastically that the Chinese swordsman almost lost his balance.
"Bro! Seriously! How did you kill those monsters?"
At the same time, Shivaay had somehow already appeared beside the greatsword.
His eyes sparkled like a child walking into a toy store.
"So this is the sword..."
He carefully ran his fingers across the blade with pure admiration.
"That's amazing..."
Hailong stared at the two of them before gently freeing himself.
...Why are they so childish?
Are these really the same people I saw on the projection?
Only moments ago they looked like monsters.
Now...
They looked like two excited teenagers.
Tanvir suddenly stepped back and bowed politely.
"We're sorry if we annoyed you."
Beside him, Shivaay instinctively performed the respectful martial arts salute used before a duel.
Both of them froze.
Then looked at each other.
"..."
"..."
Together they said,
"That's... not how people apologize in Chinese culture."
Hailong couldn't help it anymore.
He covered his mouth with one hand as laughter escaped through his fingers.
They're both wrong...
He shook his head with a smile.
"Guys... please."
"You don't have to be so formal."
Shivaay instantly brightened again.
"Bro... can I touch your sword?"
Hailong nodded before handing over the massive weapon.
The moment Shivaay accepted it—
His arms dropped several inches.
"...Heavy!"
His eyes widened.
"You actually swing this thing around?"
Hailong folded his arms.
"That's a lot coming from someone who incinerated a Titan in midair."
Tanvir burst into laughter.
Shivaay awkwardly scratched the back of his head.
"...Fair enough."
After a moment of casual conversation, Hailong finally asked what had been bothering him.
"If you guys don't mind..."
"How did the two of you even end up in that kind of situation?"
Tanvir exchanged a glance with Shivaay before shrugging.
"That's a long story."
He sighed.
"But to put it shortly..."
"Our beloved host doesn't like us very much."
Shivaay nodded in agreement.
"Yeah."
"She's got a personal grudge."
Hailong couldn't tell whether they were joking or being serious.
Eventually, another question surfaced.
"Tanvir..."
"When you erased that monster..."
"Was that some kind of skill?"
Tanvir shook his head.
"Now that you mention it... no."
He lifted one hand, staring at his fingers.
"That was my Inner Ruin telekinesis."
"At first, I could only sense objects by reinforcing my mana."
"But now..."
He frowned slightly.
"For some reason, I can sense everything without using mana at all."
He looked toward Hailong again.
"Oh..."
"And I also received some information."
"It seems Inner Ruin is something... extraordinary."
Hailong studied him quietly.
"Aren't you afraid?"
"I could use that information against you."
Tanvir simply smiled.
A calm...
Honest...
Fearless smile.
"Nah."
"We believe you."
Beside him, Shivaay silently nodded.
No hesitation.
No doubt.
Hailong found himself staring at the two of them for a few extra seconds.
Trust...
It was such a simple thing.
Yet it felt strangely heavy.
Finally, he smiled.
"Then..."
"Come to China."
"We can work together."
"We'll become stronger together."
Tanvir smiled apologetically.
"Thank you."
"But I think..."
"We'll have to pass."
Shivaay continued the sentence.
"We'll definitely meet again someday."
"And next time..."
"Let's go hunting together."
Hailong laughed.
"...Is that so?"
"Alright then."
At that very moment, Moon's voice echoed across the arena once again.
"Now for the distribution of the Global Rankings."
"Global Rankers..."
"Please come forward."
Without another word, Hailong, Shivaay, and Tanvir began walking toward the gigantic crystal.
The moment they moved...
Thousands of eyes followed them.
Whispers immediately spread through the crowd.
"ये हैं टॉप रैंकर्स।"(These are the top rankers.)
"So that's the third-ranked player?"
"Look at that greatsword..."
"How did he even cut those giant snakes with something that heavy?"
"О боже, какое захватывающее зрелище! Второе место не только из маленькой страны, но ещё и такой красавец.
(Oh my God, what an exciting sight! Not only is second place from a small country, but he's also such a handsome guy.)
Бангладеш, не так ли?"(Bangladesh, isn't it?)
"Я буду присматривать за тобой, красавчик."(I'll be keeping an eye on you, handsome.)
"चीन का तो समझ में आता है, लेकिन बांग्लादेश में ऐसे बंदे कब से पैदा होने लगे? अर्जुन भाऊ को बताना पड़ेगा।"
(China, I can understand, but since when did guys like this start being born in Bangladesh? I'll have to tell Arjun Bhau.)
"好帅! 海龙,赶紧把他带来中国!"
(So handsome! Hailong, hurry up and bring him to China!)
Then...
The atmosphere changed.
Every gaze slowly shifted toward the player walking in the very front.
Tanvir.
The cheerful whispers quietly disappeared.
Faces became serious.
"इस बंदे में कुछ तो बात है जो नज़रअंदाज़ नहीं की जा सकती। इसके बारे में कुछ तो करना होगा।"
(There's something about this guy that can't be ignored. We'll have to do something about him.)
"Угроза! Этот ранкер представляет угрозу. Его нужно покорить или уничтожить."
(Threat! This ranker poses a threat. He must be subdued or destroyed.)
"海龙,尽可能多地调查一下第一名的情况."
(Hailong, investigate as much as you can about the first-ranked player.)
Shivaay quietly noticed every hostile stare directed toward Tanvir.
He didn't say a word.
But he remembered every face.
A crisp clap echoed across the arena, cutting through the endless whispers.
Clap!
Moon slowly lowered herself from the sky, her wings folding elegantly behind her back. A bright smile remained on her face, yet the blood-red glow within her eyes had grown even deeper.
"Now, now, humans..." she said sweetly, clasping her hands together. "If you're done chatting, let me finish my work."
The murmurs immediately died down.
Moon turned toward Hailong.
"First, the young warrior from China..."
"Please come forward and claim your reward."
She stretched one hand toward the gigantic crystal.
"You may wish for anything you desire..."
Her smile widened.
"...as long as it is [S] Rank or below."
Tanvir folded his arms.
"What a joke."
"First she tells us our wishes will be granted..."
"...and then she starts adding limitations."
Shivaay shrugged.
"Leave it."
"She's just like that."
Tanvir glanced toward Hailong.
"But more importantly..."
"What are you going to wish for?"
Hailong crossed his arms and stared at the crystal.
"I honestly don't know."
Shivaay answered almost immediately.
"A skill."
Hailong looked toward him.
"A powerful piece of equipment sounds tempting..."
"But weapons can break."
"They can be stolen."
"They can even become useless if your enemy is stronger."
He pointed at Hailong's chest.
"But a skill..."
"No one can take that away from you."
Hailong slowly nodded.
"...Valid point."
He thought for another moment.
"Anything else?"
Shivaay smiled.
"Wish for everyone."
Hailong blinked.
"...Everyone?"
"It's a gamble."
"But I think it'll work."
For a few seconds...
Neither of them spoke.
Then Hailong smiled.
"...Alright."
"I'll trust your judgment."
Moon gracefully floated toward the crystal.
She hovered only a few inches away from Hailong.
"Touch the crystal..."
"...and make your wish."
Hailong slowly placed his palm against the enormous crystal.
The instant his skin touched its smooth surface—
A freezing sensation rushed through his entire body.
It crawled up his arm...
Ran across his spine...
And settled at the back of his neck.
The crystal began glowing with a soft golden light.
Hailong closed his eyes.
"I wish..."
"...that every player in the world receives one [S] Rank Skill Coupon of their choice."
Moon's peaceful smile instantly cracked.
"What?!"
"You can't wish for that!"
Before anyone could react—
The familiar mechanical voice echoed throughout the arena.
[DING]
[Player's wish has been accepted.]
[Reward granted.]
[[S] Rank Skill Coupon has been distributed to every player worldwide.]
The giant crystal exploded with brilliant light.
Thousands...
No...
Millions of tiny blue fragments burst from its surface before scattering across the sky like glowing fireflies.
Every fragment found its owner.
One after another, the lights entered the players' bodies.
System windows appeared everywhere.
"यह बंदा तो अच्छा निकला।"
(This guy turned out to be pretty good.)
"इतनी शक्ति होने के बाद भी उसने सिर्फ अपने बारे में नहीं सोचा, यह काबिल-ए-तारीफ़ है।"
(Even with that much power, he didn't think only of himself. That's truly admirable.)
"我还以为他会利用这个机会增强自己.没想到,他居然选择帮助所有人."
(I thought he would use this opportunity to make himself stronger. I didn't expect him to choose to help everyone.)
"Мы считали его угрозой. Возможно, мы ошибались."
(We considered him a threat. Perhaps we were wrong.)
"こんな願いを選ぶなんて...本当に予想外だ."
(To choose a wish like this... truly unexpected.)
"Damn..."
"I was ready to fight that guy if things went bad."
"But instead of grabbing more power..."
"He shared it."
"That's not something you see every day."
"Now let's see what I got."
Across the arena, players stared at their system windows.
Some fell to their knees.
Others laughed.
A few immediately began arguing over what skill to choose.
For the first time since the Game began, humanity had received something that wasn't a death sentence.
Within seconds, almost every player became busy opening their newly received rewards.
Some laughed.
Some shouted in excitement.
Others stared at their status windows with trembling hands.
Only Moon wasn't smiling anymore.
The corner of her eye twitched.
She slowly turned her head.
Her crimson gaze landed directly on Shivaay.
A flash of blue light appeared before her.
A transparent system screen materialized in midair.
Without saying another word, Moon rapidly began operating the interface with her fingers, as though trying to change something.
Far above...
The countless gigantic eyes remained completely silent.
Some were smiling.
Some merely observed.
Moments ago, their overwhelming presence had nearly crushed everyone's spirit.
Now...
It almost felt as if they weren't there at all.
Almost.
Because everyone could still feel it.
They were waiting.
For something.
Hailong looked toward Shivaay with genuine curiosity.
His brows knitted together.
"How..."
"...did you know it would work?"
Shivaay simply shrugged.
"I didn't."
"It was just a gamble."
He pointed toward Moon.
"She never said we could only wish for ourselves."
"She only said the wish had to be [S] Rank or below."
"So..."
"I just took advantage of her wording."
Hailong silently stared at him.
This guy...
His observation skills are terrifying.
I wonder...
Just how far will he grow in the future?
Shivaay lightly patted Hailong's shoulder.
"But..."
"It was still a gamble."
"And you trusted me."
He smiled.
"You're a kind person."
Hailong suddenly grabbed Shivaay's wrist.
"Shivaay."
"Come to China."
"We'll give you every privilege you could possibly want."
"The best equipment."
"The best resources."
"The best teachers."
"You'll never regret it."
Shivaay laughed awkwardly.
"No, bro."
"My answer is still the same."
"I'll pass."
Hailong sighed dramatically.
"...What a loss."
Shivaay chuckled.
"I should get going."
"It's my turn now."
Both Hailong and Tanvir nodded.
"Good luck."
Just as Shivaay took his first step—
A voice called out from behind.
"Wait!"
Shivaay stopped.
Turning around, he saw a young woman with long, wavy black hair rushing toward him.
She was bent over slightly, breathing heavily as though she had been running for quite some time.
Without saying anything, Shivaay took a bottle of water from his inventory and handed it to her.
"Take a moment."
He smiled gently.
"Catch your breath."
"I'm not going anywhere."
She accepted the bottle with both hands.
"T-Thank you..."
Hailong leaned closer to tanvir.
"Do you guys have friends overseas?"
Tanvir shook his head.
"No."
"It's my first time seeing her."
After the girl calmed her breathing, Shivaay spoke politely.
"Miss..."
"Would you mind telling me who you are..."
"...and why you stopped me?"
Instead of answering immediately—
She pushed a wooden box and a neatly folded letter toward him.
"Please..."
"Take this."
Hailong slowly looked between the girl and Shivaay before grinning.
"Shivaay's pretty famous among girls, don't you think?"
Tanvir rolled his eyes.
"He and his pretty privilege."
"It's nothing new."
"He's already been confessed to by multiple girls back in college."
Hailong blinked.
"...Really?"
"How many?"
Tanvir scratched his chin.
"I don't know the exact number..."
"But somewhere around..."
"...two hundred and fifty-six."
"Maybe more."
"You know what the funny part is? That number is only from the confessions. Who knows how many secretly liked him?"
He grinned proudly.
"This is exactly why everyone in our college calls this bastard "Pretty Boy."
Hailong's face immediately turned pale.
I can't even get one...
And this guy has already rejected over two hundred?
Good thing he isn't coming to China...
Meanwhile—
Shivaay continued looking directly into the girl's eyes.
His voice remained calm.
"Miss."
"Could you please introduce yourself first?"
The girl's cheeks immediately turned bright red.
She lowered her head slightly.
"M-My name is Seo-yeon..."
"I'm from Korea..."
"My master asked me..."
"...to give these to you."
She held out the letter and the wooden box once again.
Shivaay frowned slightly.
"...Master?"
Seo-yeon's fingers tightened around the box.
"I..."
"I don't have much time."
Without waiting for another question—
She quickly shoved both the wooden box and the letter into Shivaay's hands.
Then she turned around.
"Hey!"
"Wait up!"
But she was already gone.
She disappeared into the crowd almost instantly.
Like the wind itself.
Moon's impatient voice echoed across the arena.
"Human."
"We don't have all day."
Oddly enough...
Neither Moon...
Nor any of the surrounding rankers...
Seemed to notice Seo-yeon at all.
It was as if she had been waiting for the perfect moment to approach.
Only Shivaay...
Tanvir...
And Hailong...
Had been fortunate enough to witness her brief appearance.
Shivaay stared at the direction she had disappeared.
Questions flooded his mind.
Master...?
Who was she talking about?
He lowered his gaze toward the letter.
For a few seconds...
He simply stood there.
Then...
He slowly unfolded it.
His eyes moved across the first line,and the
smile on his face...
Disappeared.....
The more he read...
The darker his expression became.
His fingers tightened around the paper until it crumpled slightly.
Without realizing it...
He slowly raised his head.
His cold gaze locked onto Moon.
Then—
The countless giant eyes...
The endless smiling mouths...
Watching from above.
His jaw clenched.
His fists slowly tightened.
Veins rose across the back of his hands.
"So..."
"So this is why you bastards are here..."
His eyes never left the heavens.
"...Fucking bastards."
Notice form author 5256.
Hey Fallas watcha doing?
Yes! I am alive,😅it sure has been a long time Haa.
Sorry for vanishing without saying anything. Before you curse me I promise I will release chapters daily.. maybe.
Hey Fallas I have a favers I want to ask you all.
But firstly.
I created two new genras ,one was intansonal and one was accidental.
1.You have already experience some Multy Language speaches right.
Yes those Hindi, Russian, Chinese, japanese etc speaches, no webnovel is not glitching, I added them intansonal.
I am trying to creat a new ganra called Multy Language Novel(MLN).
What will this genra do , something like save the forgotten history and tradisons of multiple nations.
Tell me if you like this idea.
2.Now the next genra, it was acdental. (OR)
Original Reality.
What will this genra do,I actually don't know,for now all I can say is it will creat infinite opportunities.
For now you can say it is a middle man of sci-fi and fantasy. To put it simpally, carecters of this novel is going to do some extra ordinary stuff.
The things they will do is going to be fantasy and how they will do it will be reality.
What is the core concept of this genra, they and we share the same reality. Don't be surprised if they sing mickel Jackson's song. In this genra our very own reality becomes a fantasy.
Carecters will be frictional but you will find some resemblance.
Now ,the favor I wanted to ask you all,give me some ideas on creating national carecter, I have already created some but I alone can not creat thousands of carecters.
It would be great if you all teach me the culture and traditions of your country,chat gpt makes a lot of mistakes.
Tips.
Make some friends worldwide.
You have read enough,try hearing it, (raw if possible)
Romeo is coming.
That's all, thank you all for you time, comment section is always open.
bye bye🙂