Under the weight of the [Journey to the West Remake] reaching its absolute climax, the river had transformed into a roiling, viscous slurry of liquid Fables and discarded ink.
It was the "blood" of the Star Stream, a graveyard of deleted sentences and aborted plotlines. Every wave that crashed against the shore whispered the dying groans of a thousand failed Sun Wukongs.
On the western bank, sitting atop an altar of shimmering white jade that felt like a localized "Safe Zone" of narrative logic, were the [Sacred Texts].
They pulsed with a rhythmic, golden light—the ultimate prize that would decide the owner of this Great Fable.
"Don't let them take another step!" Fei Hu roared.
Fei Hu was no longer just an Incarnation.
Behind him, the shadows of the
"Tsk! These bastards are cheating!" Cheok Jungyeong spat blood, his red-bulged skin steaming as he swung his rake against the golden barrier, though he was enjoying the battle.
Boss stood her ground, her shadow gift weaving into the form of a black-armored Yasha, but she was being pushed back by the sheer volume of "Sacred" probability. Khalifa's spatial skulls were cracking under the pressure of the Lords of Nine Stars, and Audrey Hall's emerald eyes were wide with a rare strain.
"It's time to test my new Story."
Kim Hajin, standing at the rear, felt the Golden Headband on his forehead vibrate so violently it threatened to crack his skull.
He looked at the chaos, the cheating Nebula, and the dying river.
[Giant Story 'The One Who Shattered the Night's Throne' is beginning its storytelling!]
A chilling, abyssal pressure erupted from Hajin.
It was a story born of the void—a "Primordial" narrative that shouldn't exist in the current Star Stream. Though young, its status was so dense it felt like a black hole devouring the "Good" and "Evil" probability of the battlefield.
Hajin raised his iron-black staff, which shifted into the Golden Ruyi Jingu Bang Pistol. He took aim at a Narrative-grade Constellation—'General of the Eastern Heavens'—who was descending to assist Fei Hu.
Click.
The General didn't even have time to scream before he vanished into a smudge of gray ink.
[Constellation 'General of the Eastern Heavens' is exiting the Scenario!]
['Star Will' is stuttering!]
[The Bureau is intervening in your 'Unauthorized Probability'!]
[Many Constellations are shocked by the power of your Story!]
The sky turned a static gray as three Great Dokkaebis manifested to freeze Hajin's movements. But they were stopped mid-air.
"Hehehe! Why so serious, storytellers?"
From the cracks in the sky, the Wenny men emerged, their twisted, faceless forms dancing with glee. All of them had large a lump on their cheeks.
They slammed into the Dokkaebis, locking them in a struggle of pure narrative static. They laughed as the "Outer God" share of the Fable—fueled by the Yogoes following Hajin—broke past 40%.
Seeing an opening, Hajin commanded Spartan.
"Now! Teleport!"
The black hawk screeched, but the teleportation didn't happen.
A projection of a Giant Wall loomed over the river.
'W-what's happening?!'
From behind that illusory, geometric barrier, a hand that could cover the entire heavens descended.
The source of all stories had noticed the "Extra" trying to break the world's ending. The hand moved with the slow, inevitable weight of a planet falling.
[Forced Narrative Restriction is active!]
Hajin felt his soul being crushed.
He was a bug beneath the heel of God.
But then, a gold-tinted window exploded in his vision.
[Narrow Escape from Death(???/9) – Special stat, 'Accumulation of Luck' is unlocked!]
[Your Luck has reached a temporary state of 'Singularity'.]
[Your luck has been activated!]
[A tremendous amount of luck has increased the rate of success!]
Golden confetti covered the System, and as a result….
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▷Variable Stats
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▷Invariable Stats
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[Luck – 9.999 / 10]
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Hajin's eyes widened. He wiped them just to be sure he was seeing the correct number.
[Luck – 9.999 / 10]
The air around Hajin turned into a shimmering, golden aura of "Probability Favoritism."
"I finally see it..." a voice whispered.
Ouroboros, the Angel of Fate, stepped in front of Hajin.
He looked up at the Giant Hand with a peaceful, knowing smile.
He had spent an eternity calculating the "Odds," and he knew this was the only way for the path to open.
"Hajin... write a better ending," Ouroboros said.
The Giant Hand slammed down.
Ouroboros was erased.
The blow that would have deleted Hajin was diverted by the King of Angels' sacrifice.
Ouroboros tried to use his powers but for some reason nothing worked and all he could do use his own luck and life.
Yi Yuri screamed, her authority of healing pulsing uselessly against the void where Ouroboros once stood.
The Dream had killed him.
Fei Hu was now inches from the Sacred Texts, his hand reaching out.
For some reason Fei Hu was constantly tripping and stumbling upon every rock and his feet.
"WHAT'S HAPPENING?!"
[Constellation 'Emperor of Heavens' facepalms!]
Even Myth-grade Constellation of
The Oldest Dream's hand was drawing back for a second strike.
Hajin's eyes turned into a storm of mercurial light.
He couldn't reach the texts.
He couldn't move Spartan.
But he had 9.9 Luck.
"Synthesis," Hajin growled.
[You have activated Lv.10 Synthesis.]
He pulled out [Temujin's Bow Blessed by Horus] and [The Black Lotus Bow].
[Fusing a pinnacle-grade item with a pinnacle-grade item….]
[The success rate is extremely low….]
If this was a game, what he was doing right now would equal the act of combining two of the rarest types of items. Therefore, it wasn't surprising that the success rate was extremely low.
But his luck had always hurdled tasks that seemed impossible, however
['Young Dwarf's Dexterity' has responded!]
The two bows collided and melted into a strange, matte-black weapon that seemed to absorb the light of the Star Stream.
[Your skill has successfully synthesized 'Extra's Bow' from 'Temujin's Bow Blessed By Horus' and 'The Black Lotus Bow'!]
[With 'Young Dwarf's Dexterity', you have created a world-class weapon.]
[You earned SP!]
He didn't have time to check the information window of the bow.
Next, Hajin pulled out the Mystic Key, the Dark Ore Arrow, and his last Athena's Moonlight Arrow.
He poured every ounce of his Sequence 7 Lucky One accumulation into the synthesis. For some reason he felt that if he wouldn't do that Synthesis might fail.
[Arrow Synthesis... Success!]
Same messages appeared as when he synthesised two bows.
The arrow looked like a simple, wooden shaft, but it vibrated with a terrifying silence.
The scenario consolidation reached 100%.
Thousands of rooms merged into one massive, chaotic stage.
Thousands of incarnations loomed on the horizon, rushing to claim the prize.
"Droon! UNLEASH IT!" Boss screamed, her Yasha form clashing with the incarnated Nezha.
Droon reached into his shadow and a large two-meter tall monster rabbit emerged.
Mimyo.
Hajin's thoughts flashed back to his settings as he saw the creature.
'Mimyo... the ultimate weapon. A foreign existence that doesn't belong to this dimension.'
The black rabbit's eyes turned a baleful crimson. His white fur turned black.
"Boss, do you think it would be enough for him?"
Boss remained silent.
Mimyo's claws extended like baseball bats made of obsidian.
Mimyo vanished.
A second later, a thousand participants from other chambers were turned into a red mist. It was a meat grinder of a foreign logic, eating through heroes and villains alike until it was "Satisfied."
Beside them, Audrey Hall let out a Draconic roar. Scales sprouted on her porcelain skin, and her eyes turned into reptilian slits as she engaged the Bull King, who had fully incarnated into the stage to stop the "Pilgrimage of Yogoes."
In the Observers' Room, the Sun Wukongs were divided.
[Judges 'Bimawen' and the 'Great Sage' are impressed by the 'Extra's' Bow!]
[Judge 'Douzhanshengfo' is mourning the Angel of Fate.]
[Judge 'Meihouwang' is angry that the Monkey King isn't using a staff!]
From the fractured sky, the Yogoes—the Outer Gods—began to pour down like a tide of shadows, engaging the
Hajin felt his stats surging.
He used his Physique medical effects:
[Instant Amplification Activated: +2 to all stats.]
[Physical Body Reinforcement Proc: +0.02 to all stats.]
[External Magic Amplification: +50% output.]
[Memory of the Sage's Potion: Perception +3.]
[Divine Fruit Effect: +0.5 Narrative Stability.]
Hajin drew the bowstring.
The shadow of the Oldest Dream's hand loomed over him, casting the entire Tongtian River into darkness. Hajin's eyes began to glow with the flickering, violet storm of Sequence 6 powers: Psyche Storm.
He wasn't looking at Fei Hu.
He wasn't looking at the Dokkaebis.
He was looking at the Hand of God.
[Constellation 'Oldest Dream' looks at you!]