I'm the Only One Who Can't See Ghosts-Chapter 114: Soul Art Online (10)

Nayu cried like a child.

“Aaah, hic, Na-Nayu doesn’t want to go. Nayu doesn’t want to leave like this.”

Even when she was dragged to Heavenly Ordeal Sect and subjected to brutal training that bordered on torture…

Even when Divine Punishment—a force born from pure malice—ripped through her body and mind…

Even when she fought against the Heavenly Demon Cult, whose hearts were as dark as the abyss…

Nayu never cried.

The heavens that watch over the world, the earth that sustains it—neither could afford to have the heart of a child.

And so, even as a child, Nayu had never once cried like one.

“Sweetheart, hurry, we must go... now!”

“Huueeeng, Nayu doesn’t wanna! Nayu wants mama’s hug…! Hic… Nayu wants mama to hold her tight…!”

But now, at twenty years old, she was finally crying like a child in front of her mother.

She clung to her mother, whining and sniffling just like she had never allowed herself to before.

Yet, such a moment could not last long.

The Game Masters—the rulers of this virtual world—and their elite Inheritor Shamans had already surrounded them.

“Kuk kuk… What a cute little rebellion, Narin.”

“Motherly love, huh? That could be useful. If we torture Narin, that little priestess of the sky will break in an instant.”

“Sweetheart, please, now, hurry…!”

Nayu wiped away her tears and faced them.

But in this place, there was no sky coursing with heavenly energy. No earth pulsing with geomantic veins.

There was only the empty sky—Hollow Firmament.

But even a false sky was still a sky.

Swiftly forming a seal with her hands, Nayu sought to attune herself to it.

Even if it was a sky of lies, even if it was nothing but a hollow expanse devoid of all heavenly energy, she had to use whatever she could.

“Nayu Resonance: Power Deployment.”

Because she could not bear to be separated again.

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The moment her resonance activated, evrything began to tremble.

Yet, the Inheritor Shamans only smiled as they watched.

“Power deployment, huh? So young, yet she’s already reached Threefold Devotional Trance.”

“No… If she can resonate here, she’s definitely reached the the Grand Awakening of the Ghost Gate. Impressive talent.”

“Not that it matters.”

Then, GM Hyunjae muttered.

“This world is ours. GM Command Window, open.”

With a smirk, GM Hyunjae spoke:

“+Kneel.+”

At that single command, Nayu and her mother collapsed to their knees.

Nayu’s eyes widened in shock as she looked up at the GM.

This power—this overwhelming force—it was beyond comprehension. It was as if the will of the entire world itself was forcing her to kneel.

Just the sheer pressure alone was enough to shatter her mind.

This was no ordinary power. The GM was on par with—or perhaps greater than—the Demon Overlord, the King of All Demon Lords, whom she had once faced.

Nayu was overcome with terror.

“So what if you’ve reached the Grand Awakening of the Ghost Gate?

We were once the High Priests of this land. The ones who walked at the very front of the Spirit Realm.

Sects? Clans? Hah. Mere worms.”

Such arrogant words.

But their power made them undeniable.

“Well, Nayu, was it? Take control of sky. This empty sky, it’s yours now. When we return, once our great work is complete, we’ll spare you and your mother. Consider it our generosity.”

“No, sweetheart. Don’t. Never. Please.”

“Tch. Narin, you’re being noisy. Maybe I should rip out that tongue of yours first—”

And just as fear and despair intertwined, a man moved.

“That’s enough.”

As always, he stepped forward—to protect Nayu.

The kind of terror that could make even the world itself shudder. A presence on par with the highest Demon Overlord.

And yet, even in the face of that horror, he did not hesitate.

“Even we, as allies, feel our souls shriveling under this power.

But he stands firm… Could he truly be… Harin’s brother…?”

Of course, to Yoo Hajin, all of this looked like nothing more than a bunch of 16-bit game sprites trying too hard.

But the Inheritor Shamans—completely unaware of that—could only stare in awe.

And Nayu too.

No, she wasn’t in awe.

She simply watched the man standing in front of her.

And then, from her sky-blue eyes, a single tear fell.

Turning to her mother, she whispered:

“Nayu… Hajin… precious person.”

“That man…?”

“Nayu… He’s more precious to Nayu than anything…!”

And just like that, she began to overcome her fear once more.

For the sake of the man standing before her.

Of course, Yoo Hajin had done nothing more than click forward on a 16-bit character.

The man receiving Nayu’s gaze—

Yoo Hajin—opened his mouth.

“Whew, made it just in time. Even in a shitty game like this, getting GM permissions isn’t easy, huh?”

“…What are you talking about? You obtained GM authority?”

“Man, who knew all that effort trying to set up a Maple Free Server in elementary school would come in handy now?”

“What nonsense are you spouting?”

“Oh, want me to explain?”

And then, Yoo Hajin explained.

To be precise, he explained it in the style of a certain Hell Chef.

“This game is so trash that a private server would probably run better than the official one!!!”

“…? What the hell are you even saying?”

There was no point in conversing with those who refused to understand words.

If they didn’t get it, there was only one language everyone could understand.

The universal language.

Violence.

And both Yoo Hajin and the Inheritor Shamans knew that well.

“GM Command Window, open.”

“GM Command Window, open.”

When Hajin repeated the phrase, the Inheritor Shamans hesitated.

A foreigner—no, an outsider—had obtained the very sovereignty of the Spirit Realm. It was unthinkable.

“…Is he bluffing?”

GM Hyunjae struck first.

“+Kneel.+”

“+Stand.+”

And the moment Yoo Hajin actually used a GM command—

The Inheritor Shamans fell into panic.

The battle resumed.

“+Don’t move.+”

“+Move.+”

And the moment the second round of battle began, Yoo Hajin figured out how to win.

‘Copy-Paste ON.’

Hajin quickly copied all the commands available to GM (Game Master) authority into a notepad.

Then, he simply pasted the ones he needed in rapid succession.

The result?

“+Stop breathing.+”

“+KneelStayStillLowerYourLevelSealYourSkillsBlockYourVisionStopBreathing…+”

“How is he chanting so fast? +StandMoveRaiseLevel…+”

“+KneelStayStillLowerYourLevelSealYourSkillsBlockYourVisionStopBreathing…+”

Faster than the speed of a rap battle, faster than the blink of an eye, his incantations poured out like an automated machine stamping tokens in perfect synchronization.

“Chanting at such speed and precision…!”

“This guy’s the real deal. We should join in.”

The other GMs, who had been watching for entertainment, finally decided to intervene.

But Hajin fought back, relying on the hand speed that once took him to Platinum Tier in competitive gaming.

‘Just a little longer…!’

Hajin’s eyes darted to the bottom of his screen.

There, a system message blinked:

<Installing Keyboard Driver... 98%>

And at that moment—

“+Your heart will stop.+”

A single command slipped past Hajin’s notice.

A curse, shaped into a command, shot forward—not at him, but at the mother and daughter standing behind him.

Of course, Hajin didn’t hesitate.

Without a second thought, he ran straight into the attack.

No—he clicked.

And the moment his character moved into the path of the curse, he collapsed, struck with the debuff.

The GMs, now convinced of their victory, smirked.

“With that level of skill, he really must be Harin’s brother.”

“Yes… If he’s one of her kin, then we can’t kill him. Stand down.”

“…And what if I don’t want to stand down?”

A voice—from Hajin’s character, whose heart had supposedly stopped.

GM Hyunjae narrowed his eyes.

“There are plenty of ways to make you comply. Stay still.”

“Yeah, I’m sure you’ve got a thousand tricks. After all, you’re the GMs of this world. Is there anything you can’t do?”

Hajin’s lips curled into a smirk.

“Then explain something to me.

If you’re supposed to be all-powerful, omniscient GMs…

Why are you trapped in this void?”

Silence.

The sky around them—Hollow Firmament—was nothing but an endless, featureless expanse.

It was a place beyond the game’s normal maps—a glitched-out limbo only accessible by bypassing the system.

“If you’re truly gods of this world, why are you stuck in a place only reachable through a map exploit?”

Even Hajin himself didn’t fully understand why the supposed rulers of this world were sealed here.

Had the Masters of Cheonji found a way to trap the GMs?

Could there be something in this world of pure data that even surpassed the power of information itself?

Hajin didn’t have the answer.

But he knew one thing:

‘If it’s a power beyond information, then this is 100% going to work.’

And so, he placed his hands on the black keyboard in front of him.

To some, it was called the Spiritless Tool.

To others, it was known as Black Sheath.

But Hajin had another name for it:

“The Heavenly Demon’s Keyboard”

This was his ultimate weapon.

A tool engineered for information warfare—so powerful that it could send disaster alerts with a single keystroke.

A tool so legendary that the top intelligence agency director himself had borrowed it for a week.

And now, it was in Hajin’s hands.

“First things first—let’s get Nayu and her mom out of here.”

“Hmph. Nayu might be possible, but Narin? Absolutely not. She has already been marked by the Absolute’s Curse—”

Click.

The Heavenly Demon’s Keyboard activated.

And Nayu and Narin disappeared.

The GMs and Inheritor Shamans felt it instantly.

Narin had escaped beyond the Hollow Firmament.

“W-Wait, what?!”

Their faces twisted in shock.

And while they stood there, dumbfounded—Hajin leaned back, smirking.

“Alright then, gentlemen—”

“How about we negotiate?”

– – The End of The Chapter – –

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