Bugged Player: Leveling Up In Realms Meant For My Death Chapter 5: The Oddity

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Acting on instinct, Yuin swung his hand backward to strike the figure beside him. But nothing happened. The nerve-chilling energy was still as close and suffocating as before. “Well… not to worry. You probably made it through by mistake,” the celestial’s frosty voice said. “I’ll handle you at the end of the round.” She moved back, her long, burgundy hair swaying with the motion as she flew away on her black board. “Annoying pests!” She cussed. But these words only faintly grazed Yuin’s ears as he’d been frozen in place by his own plight. My hand…. it passed through the celestial. When he swung backward, his hand had passed straight through the celestial like air. Yuin instantly realized this was far more dangerous than anything else. But why— how? I thought I could— I could touch them…? Confused and distraught, he could only look to his mark for an answer. Inspecting it, Yuin found the digit three as it’d been. And for a moment, there was relief mixed with the confusion as he realized there wasn’t any issue with his mark. But then his eyes moved, focusing on the other side of the mark. Reality instantly dragged him back into despair. The digit one, laying on the other side of the mark, had gone down to zero. What the— his mind raced wildly, searching for an answer. How? When? The bigger digit meant the number of times he was safe from the celestials. But he hadn't thought of what the other could mean. Just when did it go down? And now that it was down, what purpose did it serve? Yuin fell into a deep puzzle, retracing every step of his actions that led to where he was. He hadn’t done anything aside from killing a celestial and being protected by the digit. Yet, for some reason now, he could no longer touch a celestial, and one of his digits had been expended. Then— his eyes spread in speculated realization. Did it mean the number of celestials I could kill? He thought. Since the digit was one and I’d killed one, it isn’t far-fetched. But Yuin shook his head the next second, disagreeing with this conclusion. It couldn’t be the number of celestials he could kill. After all, killing a celestial all depended on his capability. Not like the digit rewarded him with some mighty skill or anything. Then— he nodded, more in agreement with the next conclusion. The digit meant the number of celestials I could touch. Since it was unnatural to begin with, I was given access, but only to one. Realizing this, a chill ran down Yuin’s spine. “Grooghh…” he vibrated, as if trying to shake off the chill. I only have the other digit left now, he said, casting his eyes toward the celestial. With no means to touch a celestial, he could already foresee his doom. The temporary chance he was given to access a celestial had got him on high. Too high that the fall was devastating. I was too in my head… he cried uglily. But— his expression turned stern the next moment. Are they not aware that I killed their kind? His eyes shifted to the celestial floating above thousands of them. Does she not know, or is she just keeping quiet? “Attention!” The celestial called. “As you’ve seen from the events leading here, this is reality. Although you could tell from the customization that this is not so different from the contents of a game, it still remains a way to save your world.” She started. “This realm is a different world from yours, crafted solely for things like which is about to take place. But do know that death here means death in your real world, and—” “Yes yes, but what were we brought here to do?” A Chosen fired from the crowd, interrupting the celestial. His question rippled gasps from his fellow Chosen whose minds could still vividly remember how brutal the celestials were when they first appeared. “Hey, what are you doing?” “Why would you speak?” Cautious whispers hit him from different sides. The celestial gazed at the boy with unsettling calm. Her eyes were zeroed on him with cold contempt. It was clear she was weighing his worth. Wheth