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My name is William Eun-bo. I was born in America to Korean parents.
I came from a devout Christian family and had a solid background in taekwondo, with some natural talent to go along with it.
But the one thing that stayed with me throughout my entire life was a graphic novel called Catalyzer.
I fell in love with its story—and its power system.
That power system made me fall in love with chemistry.
And so, I became a chemist.
Only for reality to hit me hard.
I hated my job.
I lost all interest in chemistry, and that was the day I realized the truth: I never loved chemistry itself—I loved Catalyzer.
Then, one fine day—abruptly, even in my own memories—I got hit by a truck and died.
Now I'm in that world.
A Victorian-era world.
In the body of Heckart von Deonhart.
An aristocrat who was disowned by his father for assaulting his sister during an inheritance dispute.
Heckart was a complete failure—both as a scientist and as a son. He hated his life and starved himself to death, only stopping once he completed a single achievement in the field of astral linkage.
And now I've taken over his body.
"Poor bastard… I'd feel bad for him if not for the fact that he was an asshole."
Eun-bo—or rather, Heckart—said, excitement brimming inside him, something he couldn't quite put into words.
He had been given a second chance to live the life he always wanted.
Catalyzer followed the story of Elois, a detective who became entangled in a chain of events that eventually led him to save the world.
Heckart wanted to do the same.
Well—at least the detective part.
He wanted an exciting life this time around. One filled with adventure and fun.
But he also knew he would probably regret this decision.
A nagging thought lingered in the back of his mind.
This was the year 1856—fifty years before Elois was even born.
That meant he had knowledge of the future. Knowledge of astral linkage.
He could reveal it, live comfortably, and enjoy a calm, pleasant life.
But he didn't want that.
He wanted fun.
No matter how rash or childish it was, he wanted excitement.
"Well… I should put some weight on these skinny bones… sell this house… get myself a nickname… and sell all this useless junk."
Heckart made an exaggerated gesture, spinning around and pointing at everything.
He had always had a habit of talking to himself like a madman.
Maybe he was schizophrenic.
Well, he wasn't—he was just quirky like that.
"Ah… it's going to be hard to become a detective in this body… at least in the beginning."
Heckart said it with a smile. It seemed that no setback, no matter how negative, could shake his resolve.
In his old life, he had been meek and distant.
Now, living in this world, Heckart had become bombastic and loud—a complete one-eighty.
Well, that was to be expected.
After all, if you were reborn in heaven, wouldn't you do the same?
"Hm… I should be able to use mana to perform astral linkage."
Heckart stretched his arm forward and activated astral linkage.
A brilliant blue light flared.
Multiple stars of different colors appeared.
He selected three gray stars, one lightning star, and two solid stars, linking them together in the shape of a spear.
A metal spear formed in his hand, a lightning bulb crackling at its tip.
He had consumed a lot of mana just forming this—nearly eighty percent of his reserves.
"Ah… looks like I need a lot of training. A lot… of training. Physically and magically."
His weak smile quickly turned into an excited grin as he stared at the spear.
"Hehe… well, it doesn't matter. As long as I achieve the life I want, I'll go through any Tribulations!
The thing about astral projection that it can get much more complex then creating complex structures but it was quite draining to do so.
The mathematical equations that the world uses to show how much mana is used is (2n+1) x (n)
The more different stars used the higher the value of n hence higher the value of usage of mana
Heckart recalled these lines in his head another reason why he loved catalyzer it was quite realistic about how a world with such a system would develop.
Suddenly a sharp pain shot up through heckarts arm he felt as if his bones well buts of bones were peeling of and by replaced by something
The pain was too much for heckart to bare in that instant so he fell on his knees looking down at his arms
He could only remember one word from the novel catalyzation
The phenomenona in which overstraining ones usage of astral linkage could cause the persons body to slowly crystalise into a catalytic element like nickel or even lead
Even in this there were layers nickel was considered the best catalytic element as it conducts mana better and faster while lead was considered the worst as even a little bit can cause lead poisoning and lead to death.
Heckart could tell he got nickel as his catalytic element as he felt mana move through his hands faster..
"Okay...im not gonna move my arms this still hurts"
Heckart said with a grimace before shuddering as he remembered that the process to remove catalyzation was very painful as it was quite literally ripping the element from the persons hand and then regenerating the limb and any damage part with the use of green star and a machine.
This machine was called R.O.C or removal of catalytic element
"Argh...why do i even have this...elois did not have this!"
He said before pausing and thinking about he was fifty years in the past before elois was born..
So it could be simply said that the phenomenona simply just vanished when elois was born probably due to evolution.
"Okay...okay...I'll keep this in check...first the doctor my arms hurt like hell"
Heckart said with a grimace before getting up.
That same day heckart screamed like a girl in the hospital as the element was removed from his arms.