I Got Reincarnated as the Game's Villain - Chapter 51: The Legacy of the Fallen [7][Edited]

“In a realm where cultivators command the elements, bending mountains and traversing celestial rivers, their power is unmatched. Among these mighty beings, the body refiners are renowned, their mere presence capable of rending the heavens and reshaping landscapes. Their skill in crafting transformative elixirs commands respect and admiration. A legend in the Upper Realm, known for an ascension gone awry, suffered the loss of his physical form. Yet, in a stroke of fortune, he discovers a way to regain his corporeal existence. Embarking on a rejuvenated journey in this mystical land! Resolved to surpass his past achievements, he vows to ascend beyond the ranks of experts, charting a path filled with power and ancient mysteries.”

The year was 2026, and the world wasn't what it used to be. Ever since the Abyss Gates cracked open three years ago, spilling monsters and dungeons across the planet, life had turned into a chaotic mess. Cities were half-ruined, half-rebuilt, and people clung to whatever normalcy they could find. Hunters—those brave or crazy enough to fight the monsters—became the new heroes. Everyone else? Well, they just tried to survive.Fin wasn't a Hunter. He wasn't a hero either.He was just… Fin. A lanky 19-year-old with messy brown hair, a chipped front tooth from a dumb skateboard accident, and a power that everyone called useless. Absorption. Sounds cool, right? Like he could suck up energy or steal someone's strength. Nope. All it did was let him “feel” things he touched a little more than normal. He could tell you the exact texture of a brick wall or how warm a coffee mug was—big whoop. No fireballs, no super strength, no flashy moves. Just a glorified touchy-feely trick.“Fin, you gonna eat that sandwich or just stare at it like it's gonna confess its life story?” Meg's voice snapped him out of his thoughts.He blinked and looked across the rickety table at his best friend. Meg was short, loud, and had a wild mop of dyed purple hair that she swore made her look “intimidating.” It didn't.

GunGun, as a national treasure(panda), was stolen by thieves and skinned. Once he woke up, he had a healthy body and lots of bamboo leaves. But monsters with glowing eyes surrounded him, most importantly they were floating, have greenish blue faces, fangs, and have no little legs?!

(⊙o⊙) Oh, the two-legged monster is here again, huh, is this bowl of food for him? These tender leaves are delicious, they should be hidden in the deepest part of the den.

There was an extra panda cub in the Interstellar Admiral’s embrace which he brought everywhere he goes. The place where a gun was once placed turned into a place for holding a basket full of leaves.

One day, GunGun became a beautiful boy.

Pouting face GunGun: Big monster I’m hungry. Huh? Where’s my fur!

The admiral’s face flushed crimson red being overwhelmed by its cuteness: “!!!!!” My darling!

******Small Theater~******

GunGun who was holding a small bamboo shoot and shivering: It’s so scary, monsters with no heads or tails are floating!

The admiral who fell from the sky: GunGun, don’t be afraid.

GunGun who was holding a little apple and shivering: It’s so scary, a glowing green skull is smiling at me!

The admiral who fell from the sky: GunGun, don’t be afraid.

GunGun who was clinging to the Admiral’s thigh with wet eyes: Ah, the corpse moved! He said that I’m cute and wanted to touch me.

The admiral who became fierce: This absolutely won’t do!

- Description from Novelupdates

A few hundred years ago, Earth was affected by a mysterious force from the depths of the universe, triggering the revival of spiritual energy. However, things didn’t turn out as wonderful as humanity had imagined. The spiritual energy carried a strange power that caused the corpses of all living things to rise again, transforming into ghouls. And above these ghouls, even more terrifying beings existed…There were no ancient methods of cultivating immortality, nor any legendary awakenings of supernatural powers. But within the spiritual energy, there was also a presence of ghostly energy. This led to the emergence of Runes.Some people bore mountain runes, enabling them to move mountains and overturn seas, suppressing chaos. Others carried river runes, allowing them to reverse the flow of mighty rivers with a mere gesture. However, this process required a special profession to assist these rune cultivators—to constantly modify and engrave their runes, making them more refined and perfect.This profession came to be known as Rune Engraving.