Thor Cultivation Technique — Part 2 Otherworlder! My heart dropped with a loud thud. Right. I had considered this possibility. Thor, or any other divine being, might see through my identity. If a Level 8 could recognize my Trait Swap, how much more perceptive would someone at Level 9 or 10 be? Even so, I…

Thor Cultivation Technique — Part 1 The world is changing. It felt like watching a painting lose its colors, draining away into a black-and-white scene. Memories, once vibrant and full of life like mosaic art, ebbed away as if pulled by the tide. What replaced them was a desolate wasteland. The ancient warriors who had…

Stockholm Grand Palace — Part 4 “You’re a Paladin of Thor! Is this how a Paladin should act?” Someone shouted indignantly. What nonsense. Without hesitation, I hurled Mjolnir. Boom! The thunderous hammer grazed the speaker’s cheek, lightning sparking as it passed. He was just a measly Level 4 Reinforced, unable to react in time before…

Stockholm Grand Palace — Part 3 “Alright.” “We just need to summon Frigg.” Both Sigmund and Hjordis agreed. The two of them were Level 5. Honestly, it would have been impossible for them to accomplish much on the Vigrid Plains anyway. I had no doubt that most of the work would fall on me. We…

Stockholm Grand Palace — Part 2 The Stockholm Grand Palace. A place where an entire city is one colossal palace. It spanned both the heavens and the earth, floating in the air like a mirage or a celestial city, gazing down upon the ground below. Its white walls and blue rooftops blended together, creating a…

Stockholm Grand Palace — Part 1 February in Seoul was bitterly cold. There was no snow. The sky was eerily clear, and the sun, like an iceberg floating in the sky, cast a piercingly bright light. The light trickled down and reflected off the glass. The blue-gray glass exterior covering the building shimmered. The dazzling…

Baekma Hill — Part 4 “This might hurt a little.” I activated Bright Eyes and Sixth Sense, carefully massaging the old man’s shattered arm. “Gaaaah!” The old man let out a strangled groan. “What are you doing!” “Let go of the Division Commander!” “He already surrendered! What is the meaning of this?” The clueless officers…

Baekma Hill — Part 3 The old man looked at me and smiled. “It’s been a while.” “Yes, it has.” His face was still deeply wrinkled. His eyes never left the Black Tiger Sword in my hand. He wasn’t even trying to hide his emotions. That raw, pungent greed. “What brings you here?” “I heard…

Baekma Hill — Part 2 “I’ve lost.” The lieutenant colonel barely managed to spit out those words. His face was one of disbelief. It was also an expression of someone unwilling to fully accept defeat. I withdrew my sword and took a few steps back, speaking calmly. “If you’d like, I can duel you again.”…