The Protagonist’s Sister Is Actually The Strongest Chapter 83: Chapter 81: Celestial’s Mausoleum

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Chapter 81: Celestial’s Mausoleum ----- I devoted my time to sleeping through the majority of the day, waiting for nightfall when everyone else was asleep. We mostly spent the day chilling and sleeping. Everyone was exhausted. My brother must be still snuggling with Henrietta on the couch. Honestly, I didn’t expect them to kiss as fast as they did. I guess I can’t just think of my brother as completely the same character my previous life read about in that novel. He had changed a lot from all these events, and the novel only portrayed his superficial self, as it was only narrated in the third person. We never really knew what was happening inside of his mind, and most would simply assume he only thought about killing monsters, getting stronger, then finding treasures, and repeating that endlessly. But behind that rather generic character, there’s actually a frail human being. I love him deeply, and all I want is the best for him, honestly. For the sake of my own mental health, I'll choose to view the novel as a "prophecy of the future" and nothing more for now. The thought that this entire life is fictional makes me feel uneasy. But every time I talk with everyone and remember my memories before waking up, I remember that everyone is real and alive. I want to use this novel’s knowledge to my advantage, so I can further protect everyone I love. I have already changed the lives of two villains who died tragically and who didn’t deserve the end that happened to them. However, this was at the cost of Sara’s death, a character that never died in the novel and was a recurring side character that helped the main cast a few times. I didn’t know her well, but she was a brave woman with a rather sad past. I feel bad for her death, but it isn’t as if I was able to do something this time. I regret it, but I can’t simply let it make me unable to move on. Whatever changes her death brings, I’ll have to deal with them as I continue on this path. Because things from now on might only get worse. I need strength, or else I will only get swallowed by the endless waves of terrific and dangerous events that are to come. Now that the night had come, I decided it was finally time to do that Job Change Trial. "Access the Job Change Trial.” [Do you wish to enter the Special Dungeon where you can take your Job Change Trial?] [Yes] [No] [Note 1: Once you enter, you’ll have to complete the Trial within 24 hours. If you cannot complete it within this time frame, you will be automatically expelled, but you can try again after a few days.] [Note 2: Time goes several times faster inside this Dungeon than in the outside world.] “Yes.” FLASH! Suddenly, my entire body was covered with particles of light, as if I were being turned into pixels, or data. And then I was transferred into the system window itself. I felt as if every bit of me was compressed into pure data and then traveled across a gigantic wormhole of information. In these brief seconds, I was able to see constant images that I couldn’t recognize: surfaces, buildings, people, monsters... What was this? BAAM! Before I could even make any sense of that, I landed on a cold and hard floor, my butt hitting the floor rather hard. Ouch. “Ugh… So here I am…” I slowly stood up, glancing around. I found myself inside some sort of abandoned, old temple. The architecture resembled ancient Christian temples, with large, white pillars sustaining the enormously tall ceiling. There were also several broken statues of angels; some were missing their heads, others had whole torsos and arms, and some were wingless. There was a single door in front of me, sealed shut. This is a special thing about the “System Wielder,” like my brother. From what I remember, each time he reached max level, he would get to go to a dungeon to test his might, defeat monsters, and get a new class. Usually, they were themed after Fenrir, the powers he had, and the experiences he had, sometimes even including the gods he devoured. But I had n