The gift from The World was beyond incredible.
From the information that flashed through a corner of my mind, if I'd seen this item in the game, it probably would have been displayed like this.
✨ DIVINE RELIC ✨
Name: Hirelo
Type: Divine Relic
Level: 10
Equip Slot: Upper Body + Lower Body
The one and only treasure, the gods' treasured possession. Countless attempts were made to claim and protect it, and the sagas of those efforts and their outcomes are embedded within. It grants superhuman strength to ordinary humans, divine authority to superhumans, and the power to rewrite the world to gods. However, acquiring it is practically impossible. Over hundreds of thousands of years, only eight beings have ever become its owner. The wearer never dies. Even if their existence is completely erased, as long as someone remembers them, they will surely return.ImmortalityRejects all forms of death. (HP never reaches 0)Eternal LifeRevives through memory even if existence is erased. (Revives on game over)Flame WingsSummons wings of flame for free flight. (Mobility +7)IndestructibleCannot be destroyed by any means.UnacquirableCannot be obtained through normal means.UniqueOnly one exists.BoundCannot be used by anyone else after equipping.TranscendenceElevates the wearer's existence by one tier. (Physical +3 / Mental +3 / Luck +3 / Charm +3)
It went beyond an endgame item—it was practically a cheat.
In reality, you'd probably need a real cheat code to obtain it.
I closed my eyes and quietly looked inward.
I didn't need to check my reflection in the lake like before.
I could tell.
My Charm stat, at least, hadn't changed.
...Well, even at Level 11 it's like this—what would Level 14 even be like?
If it existed, I wouldn't want it anyway.
Honestly, my current Charm already felt a bit excessive.
'Did the +3 Charm get transferred to my other stats?'
I clenched my fist tightly.
The moment I did, a crunching sound of muscles grinding echoed from my grip.
'Definitely more than Level 3.'
Before putting on this garment, my base stats were probably all 0s except for Charm at 11.
Level 2 is the human limit, Level 3 the domain barely reachable with the power of science.
So what was I now?
'Level 4.'
From Level 4 onward, you couldn't call it human anymore.
Running at supersonic speeds, throwing punches faster than bullets.
We don't call those things human.
My body had now reached that realm.
I slowly folded my fluttering wings of flame and descended to the ground.
Then I jumped up lightly.
"Ooh!"
My body shot upward.
Much higher than the height I'd leaped from.
Looking down, the Nameless Entity who'd been gazing up at me warmly appeared as a tiny speck.
The world felt broader, my field of vision deeper.
'...About 50 meters?'
The old me couldn't have even guessed, but with Mental +4's cool clarity, Physical +4's enhanced vision, and superior distance sense, I could estimate it.
I landed effortlessly.
Thanks to my body's durability and balance, the landing spot being pre-leveled flat by the earth, and the ground's meticulous assistance in absorbing the impact.
I looked around.
Two transcendent outer gods smitten with me, and peaceful land.
Now... what should I do?
'Come to think of it, what am I supposed to do now?'
Normally, if dropped into a world like this, your goal is one of two things.
Survive, or return home.
'Survival's solved...'
If anything, wasn't I safer now than before?
I confirmed the clothes I wore and the sturdy protectors around me, feeling certain.
My body was near-immortal, and I had two transcendent beings to guard me.
'So all that's left is going back...'
Going back, huh.
Did I really have to?
I slowly lay down on the meadow.
Warm sunlight caressed my forehead, soft blades of grass tickled my skin.
The air was sweet.
A kind of peace I'd never felt on Earth.
The place I'd lived, South Korea.
Gender conflicts, generational divides, political rifts.
Ideological battles tearing people apart for votes.
The air of hatred that bloomed from it all.
The suffocating chain of studying, college, job hunting, corporate life.
At the end waited the unwanted dishonor of the world's highest suicide rate.
Of course, the country had plenty of merits.
Top-tier infrastructure, public safety, culture, and food.
But that wasn't reason enough for me to go back.
Not when I could probably recreate it all here.
'Shall I test it?'
I turned my head slightly to gaze at the green meadow.
"By any chance, is there any grass here that wants to be eaten by me?"
-Rustle rustle rustle rustle rustle!
In the blink of an eye, the grass filling my vision straightened up rigidly all at once.
Then it began shaking side to side, moving vigorously as if it had been waiting for this moment.
Activity that was impossible to believe came from plants.
-Thump, thump, thump, thump.
Some grasses even danced a courtship dance in perfect rhythm.
Among them...
"Whoa, aren't you a rock?"
I picked up one of the grayish-white grasses scattered here and there.
The texture was rough like a stone itself, not grass.
Even caught red-handed, it looked thrilled.
Because I'd paid attention to it?
I picked up a particularly glossy blade at my feet.
Its slender, smooth tip absorbed sunlight, gleaming transparently like a shard of glass.
As I brought it near my face, the grass twisted its body and danced as if waiting.
Its gently swaying stem seemed to convey vibrations of joy on the breeze.
'These things die if they're eaten... Aren't they scared?'
The thought suddenly crossed my mind.
That was when it happened.
The Nameless Entity, who had approached unnoticed, seemed to guess my question and stopped beside me.
His voice rang out softly, laced with a chuckle.
"Hehe, well, that's probably because the grass's values differ from yours, Saetbit."
"Values?"
He explained that for grass, which doesn't originally think, death holds no meaning, but your attention is an absolute, irreplaceable value that applies to all things.
"Hmm."
As I seemed lost in thought, the Nameless Entity smiled faintly and continued.
"The emotion of fearing death is merely a product of selective pressure for survival. A result chosen so genes spread farther and longer. The horror intelligent beings feel toward extinction is just an extension of that instinct."
'Individuals meaning Anomalies, right?'
I muttered absentmindedly.
Well, it was like that in the game too.
Invest in Physical stats, and Anomalies sensing the overwhelming gap would often trigger flee events.
That explained why normal intelligent Anomalies didn't appear in the late game.
As that thought passed, my gaze lingered on the blade of grass in my hand.
Faint green glow, slightly twisted stem.
The leaf tip holding sunlight had a transparent dewdrop clinging to it.
That droplet sparkled in my vision like sugar crystals.
'...What does it taste like?'
I slowly brought the grass to my lips.
The moment they touched, the grass trembled faintly.
As if in anticipation.
I took a bite.
Soft fibers snapped with a pop.
And in that instant—
My eyes widened at the flavor spreading across my tongue.
Sweet.
But not sticky like sugar.
A refreshing burst as if crumbling in my mouth, a crisp breeze brushing the roof of my palate.
Behind the sweetness, a subtle herbal note blended in, cooling the insides of my tongue the more I chewed.
It was like it had done its utmost to taste the best possible for me.
'This is fucking delicious.'
No fruit juice, no spices, no sugar—yet perfectly flavored, as if born knowing taste.
Even after swallowing, a lingering aftertaste remained.
Clean, like a sip of stream water flowing through.
I couldn't stop—I grabbed another blade nearby and bit in.
Then the next, and the one after.
Each chew brought subtly different sweets and aromas.
Sweet peach notes, the fresh scent of grass blades, the cool freshness of wind in dew.
'Whoa, I could get addicted.'
I reined myself in and stopped my hand.
My instincts screamed it would be dangerous to eat more.
As I set down the remaining grass bits, the surrounding grasses rustled all at once.
No wind, yet stems bumped and shook.
Faint light rippled at each leaf tip, clearly filled with disappointment.
"You guys look so disappointed..."
It was true.
Their trembling conveyed jealousy and longing, even a touch of poignant anticipation.
Unlike the favor from the massive outer gods, receiving emotions simultaneously from these small, countless beings made me truly feel the real value of my 'Charm' stat for the first time.
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A day passed.
I discovered something peculiar: the sun never sets here.
Well, actually, at this point, is it even peculiar?
Anyway.
I could clearly feel time flowing, yet the sky stayed perpetually bright.
No dawn blue, no evening red.
Just an eternal day wrapped in gentle sunlight.
During that day, I had quite a few conversations with the Nameless Entity.
But every time I called him, 'Nameless Entity' felt too long.
So I decided to shorten it to Eemo ('E' from entity, 'mo' from nameless).
Hearing that, he looked deeply moved, almost solemn.
"You've... given me a nickname...?"
His expression beamed with happiness, like he'd found his reason for being.
Then The World muttered from the side in a jealous tone.
"...And me?"
I pondered briefly before cautiously opening my mouth.
"How about 'Setang' for you, World?"
Like Eemo, it was just a convenient nickname that didn't tarnish the original name.
"Setang...?"
The World rolled the word around in her mouth, repeating it.
Soon, her eyes curved into crescents, and she smiled brightly.
"I like it!"
After that, today I gathered the two of them to properly discuss what I needed.
Eemo bowed his head slightly, and Setang appeared before me like a breeze.
I took a breath and spoke politely.
"By any chance, could you find me an item that hides my Charm?"
"Pardon?""What?"
Both sobered instantly.
The air's temperature shifted in a moment.
As if the sunlight paused, the world held its breath.
Was it really something to get so serious about?
I briefly recalled my short exploits so far.
Come to think of it, yeah, it was.