âThere! Everyone, chase him!â
Soldiers were tracking an intruder crossing the palace.
At the end of a dead-end alley, they had cornered him and, without a momentâs hesitation, began stabbing him with the weapons in their hands.
And the opponent accepted the attack with his body without avoiding it.
Knowing his body would be mercilessly torn apart, as if he wished for it.
-Boom!
With that, his body exploded with the impact, spreading smoke in all directions.
Feeling their vision obscured by the smoke, one of the soldiers, as if frustrated, threw his weapon to the ground and exclaimed.
âDamn it! Itâs a fake again!!â
Unique Ability: Complete Replication.
An ability to create a clone that completely replicates the userâs abilities and ego using magic, making it possible to create or disturb an army of dozens on oneâs own.
Moreover, unless the main body was defeated, the clone could be recreated multiple times.
In essence, if they could not find and kill the main body, they would be endlessly tormented by the spreading clones.
âThe main body⦠Where is the main body?!â
âDonât focus on finding the main body, subdue the clones! If even one clone slips through, the Crown Prince will be in danger!â
What was most dangerous about this ability was that the clones could do everything the main body could.
Unlike illusions, the clones could pose physical threats such as assassinations or battles, which meant that even the clones were not to be underestimated by the soldiers tasked with protecting the Imperial Family.
âProtect His Majestyâs chambers!â
âEvacuate the Crown Prince! We must not let the enemy escape at any cost!â
The invasion of such a dangerous entity turned the Imperial Palace into a battlefield in an instant.
Amidst the chaos, a shadow that had climbed the outer walls to reach the rooftop began to flutter the cloak they were wearing and spread their arms wide as if to show off.
âEveryone, look this way~!â
The moment they heard that solemn voice, everyone on the scene turned to look.
Standing atop the tower was the leader of the revolutionary group Nihil.
Regardless of whether it was the original or a clone, they recognized him as an entity that must be eliminated upon identification.
âThough it may look like a vagabond wandering wherever the wind takes it, inside is armed with a secret weapon forged from the sorrow of the cowardly populace!â
Amidst the focused attention, the speech continued majestically.
Soldiers drawn by the speech rushed to surround him, yet he did not flee but continued to recite poetry.
As if to express that he would never bend his convictions through that act alone.
âThat dagger will slash through injustice and corruption like a whirlwind, shattering and utterly destroying them, all for the sake of revenge⦠for the sake of a merciless vengeance that will one day protect the miserable and the righteous, as it embraces the ground while looking towards the light~!â
-Clank, clank!
The sound of armor clashing began to echo from all directions.
Along with this, armed forces filled the area around the tower, and snipers, revealing their shadows in the windows, began to aim their arrows at him simultaneously.
In the sky, a dome made of magic blocked the retreat path, and soldiers climbing up the stairs prepared to target his now inescapable rear in a critical situation.
âPleased to meet you, followers of the corrupt empire. I am the leader of the revolutionary organization Nihil, which will soon overturn this empireâ¦â
Yet, the clone, holding the same convictions as the original, still unabashedly revealed his existence, speaking towards them.
âIâm known as âBâ.â
With a demeanor so confident, not a hint of embarrassment could be felt.
ââ¦Byeong-bin, are you still doing weird things?â
âItâs not Byeong-bin; itâs B.â
âNo, you are Byeong-bin. Park Byeong-bin.â
âDonât call me by such a stupid name, my dear friend.â
The leader of Nihil confidently responded after his solemn speech.
But no matter how much he denies it, the real name I knew him by would not change.
âHey⦠even if you donât like your name, should you speak so disparagingly about the name your parents gave you?â
âAnd you, arenât you always dissatisfied with your own name? It seems like youâd still freak out if someone called you âWoo Hyoâ now.â
If youâre going to make a comparison, make a proper one.
Iâm saying donât call me by a stupid name when I have a perfectly good one, and youâre asking to be called by a stupid name because you donât like yours.
âNo matter what you say, my conviction will not be broken. The letter âBâ is already engraved deeper than my heart, becoming an inseparable entity from me.â
ââ¦Donât bring up convictions about consonants.â
âB is my conviction, my justice, and everything⦠It means that B essentially represents me.â
Damn lunatic.
Of course, there were many eccentrics among the heroes by nature, but this guyâs concept of adopting a consonant as his identity was on a whole different level.
Though he speaks solemnly and behaves gentlemanly, his obsession with the consonant âBâ almost feels like madness.
If he could change the font of his words, heâd probably convert all characters containing âBâ to Gothic. Damn âBâ enthusiast.
ââ¦Well, thatâs just like you.â
As frustrating as his quirky nature was, watching him brought a certain peace of mind.
Even though he had become a rebel and our connection was completely severed, the person himself hadnât changed, as evidenced by our trivial conversation.
âHave you been well all this time?â
Hero Park Byeong-bin.
Despite holding the position of a hero, which often led to arrogance from excessive rewards, he had hoped for an egalitarian relationship with everyone around him.
Unlike the consistently taciturn Tae-yang or the venerable Ja-seong, who couldnât be treated lightly, he was, in a way, like a âfriendâ with whom trivial banter was easy.
âYou must have heard news about me from time to time, havenât you?â
âYes, thereâs no one as infamous in the empire as you.â
I havenât looked it up directly, but Iâve paid close attention and checked carefully whenever I came across them.
The newspapers, influenced by the Imperial Family, portrayed him as a vile being, but there likely werenât many who took that content at face value.
The humanity gathered in this empire was here not because they saw value in living for the corrupt ruling class, but because they had no other choice.
âIt seems like your work is progressing smoothly, seeing as you infiltrate the Imperial Palace as if itâs your own house.â
âHaha, if I seem at ease, it must mean Iâm doing well. After all, those who stand before others must never show a disheveled appearance.â
Park Byeong-bin chuckled softly as he smoothly adjusted his mask.
For some reason, his voice carried a hint of bitterness.
Despite nonchalantly infiltrating the Imperial Palace and feeling his popularity rise day by day.
âYet, despite feeling that, it seems you donât actually welcome me.â
ââ¦Well, Iâm not a revolutionary.â
He must have sensed that it would lead to confrontation.
I quietly raised the weapon in my hand and asked him firmly.
âYour target is Vivian, isnât it?â
âYes, the charming woman with two Bâs1 in her name is one of the targets of this intrusion.â
Starting his âBâ spiel again seemed odd, but this time, it couldnât be passed off as a mere joke.
His foolish aspect was his fanatical obsession with one consonant.
In every other aspect, he acted seriously and meticulously, which was why he became the leader of the revolutionary army and gained the support of many people.
âIf youâve entered the Imperial Palace, you must have heard about her. Sheâs the one who made it possible to bring people from other worlds to this one.â
Such a person was now targeting Vivian, who was beside me at this moment.
She, like me, brought beings from other worlds here, providing hope for humanityâs salvation.
Moreover, she possessed research that could potentially summon even more powerful entities.
ââ¦If that research is completed, the already powerful empireâs malice will only grow worse.â
Yes, his reason for targeting her was sufficient for someone who opposed the imperial leadership.
As I took a step forward, the mana surging from the weapon in my hand grew denser.
âEven so, do you intend to protect her? You must know that humanity in this world is heading in the wrong directionâ¦â
âYou seem to be mistaken; Iâm neither on the side of the empire nor yours.â
-Swish!
The weapon in my hand swung forward, and the mana sharpening its blade began to burn even more fiercely.
This in itself proved that even against a former acquaintance, my hostility would not wane.
âNo matter how messed up the workplace is, you canât just burn everything down⦠You do realize itâs too much to expect a commoner, whoâs just started to climb the ladder of success, to join a hopeless rebellion, right?â
Though I could overlook him due to old connections and my dissatisfaction with the empire, I couldnât become a revolutionary.
And currently, I was closer to Vivian than to him.
Gradually understanding what kind of person she was, I couldnât let her come to harm.
ââ¦Yes, it would be foolish to ask someone with something to lose to join a revolution.â
He showed no sign of trying to persuade me, as if he understood my stance.
It seemed he had grasped that such a situation was inevitable even before coming here.
âSo donât hold any resentment towards me. I wonât hold any towards you either.â
-Flap!
Soon, his cloak spread out, and as it retracted, countless clones identical to him began to appear.
Their outfits and even the daggers they held were exact replicas, indirectly showing that their capabilities matched those of the original.
-Swish!
But even if the opponent was an army, there was no need to yield.
As soon as the clones appeared, I quickly leaped forward, creating weapons and throwing them, causing their bodies to convulse briefly before swelling up.
This was due to the inherent magic in the clones expanding.
I had already figured out that when the clones suffered significant physical impacts, the vessels containing their power would split and lead to explosions.
I also used this inversely, embedding powder throughout my clothing to spread smoke as a distraction when their bodies exploded.
-Puff!
As expected, white smoke spread in all directions.
However, it wasnât difficult to pinpoint the opponentâs location.
Memories of traversing battlefields were far more disorienting and bewildering than mere smoke could ever be.
It was easier to detect the enemy in the smoke, where only one presence could be felt, than in a crowded situation where many presences were evident.
-Thud!!!
At the end of a swinging axe strike, I pursued the retreating figure with a powerful blow.
The one who hadnât had time to create a clone staggered as my axe struck him.
ââ¦Just as I thought.â
Right after those words were uttered, the body exploded with a bang!
Then, after cutting through the resulting smoke, I stopped breathing and looked up towards the high bookshelves on the side.
âI thought that given the opportunity, one could rise high, but youâve become unrecognizably strong since the times we were together. At this point, youâd be among the top, even among heroes.â
As I held my breath and turned my gaze there, I saw Byeong-bin applauding from atop a high bookshelf in the archive.
Damn, was the guy who was confronting me from the beginning a clone?
âItâs fortunate that the rumors of defeating the Red Knight werenât exaggerated.â
âYou son of aâ¦!â
The place he landed was none other than where Vivian had fallen.
From the start, he provoked me to charge at him, planning to capture Vivian by deploying a clone first.
âDonât think too badly of it. Iâve just entered enemy territory⦠Dealing with the enemy requires utmost caution, doesnât it?â
Saying this, he casually pointed a dagger at Vivianâs neck.
The sharpness of the weapon indicated that he was taking the situation seriously.
ââ¦Are you planning to kill her?â
âI intend to take her since sheâs valuable. But unlike me, who only needs her alive, youâd be sensitive to even one of her fingers missing.â
Thus, if you donât want her to be harmed further, step back.
With that threat implicit in his words, the dagger in his hand moved closer, filling my heart with increasing urgency.
âSo, put down your weapon. Iâd prefer to avoid fighting you any further.â
-Snap.
Gradually, strength was gathered in my hand, holding the weapon aimed at him.
As the quietly surging mana flowed out of my body, given that Vivian was taken as a hostage, I couldnât bring myself to directly aim it at him.
ââ¦Hey, Park Byeong-bin.â
âCall me âBâ.â
âYou realize youâve crossed the line this time, right?â
But I couldnât just let him take Vivian away like this.
As I made my intention not to back down clear, he too began gathering mana into the dagger in his hand, sharpening its blade even further.
âYouâre stating the obvious. Iâve long since crossed the line the moment I became a rebelâ¦â
-Whoong!
Immediately after, a vibrating sound cut off his words.
The unique physical force of mana produced that sound, causing his body to stiffen and his gaze to turn toward the source of the sound.
Right beside him.
There stood a cluster of spirits, with translucent forms but very real presences and essences.
âWhatâs thisâ¦?â
âWhy? Did you think you were the only one who could play tricks with clones?â
While they lacked the judgment to move independently, they were actively demonstrating the ability to perfectly mimic my actions.
That is, if I swung a mace forward from a distance, the cluster of spirits would do the same, striking him in front of them.
âOh noâ¦?!â
âYouâre too late, man!â
-Thud!
The blow from the mace sent his body tumbling to the ground.
And despite the impact, his body didnât explode.
ââ¦Ugh!â
The groan that escaped his lips indicated that the one who had been struck by this blow was indeed his real body.
TL/N: The Korean language doesn't have a specific "V" sound. Instead, the "V" sound is usually represented by the letter "ã " (Bieup), which sounds more like a "B" or "P" in English. So âVivianâ in Korean would be written as "ë¹ë¹ì" (Bibian). ï¸