The Constellation Banquet (5)
At that mont, a deadly silence descended.
It was not an ordinary silence, but the ominous stillness of graves—the kind that suffocates breaths and weighs heavily on hearts.
After Arthur's declaration, no one spoke, and no one even dared to breathe.
Despite everything that had happened, Arthur remained calm.
His mind was clear, his gaze steady, his focus fixed solely on his goal.
But…
there was one thing that troubled him.
Yoo Joonghyuk.
'Now you've done it.
Kim Dokja will stand with without a doubt—he's the one who told this damned plan… but what about Yoo Joonghyuk?
I hope Dokja can convince him, or everything will go to hell.'
Arthur thought, casting a subtle sideways glance at Kim Dokja.
Kim Dokja imdiately understood Arthur's concern.
In truth… he carried the sa worry.
At that mont, a voice echoed in his mind.
— What is Arthur doing, Kim Dokja? —
It was Yoo Joonghyuk's voice, using the Midday Tryst item.
— Listen to , Yoo Joonghyuk. I know what Arthur is doing is reckless… but the two of us are with him as well.
I agree with Arthur, and—
— And what? Are you both insane? Is this your idea or that fool's? —
— Hmm… in truth, we both arrived at it after I heard what the Queen of the Dark Spring, Persephone, told Arthur.
But that's not what matters.
What matters is…
Kim Dokja paused for a mont, then said confidently:
— I know, Yoo Joonghyuk, that you cannot inherit any story.
— ??? How could you—
'Of course you can't.
Because of the constraints of regression.
Being a regressor ans you are bound by a strict restriction that prevents you from inheriting any story from any constellation.'
Kim Dokja smiled as he looked at Yoo Joonghyuk.
— Just… do it.
At that mont, the dokkaebi intervened with a sharp voice:
{Incarnation Yoo Joonghyuk, Incarnation Kim Dokja, is what Incarnation Arthur Narin said about creating a nebula true?}
The gazes of the constellations froze, all directed toward the two standing behind Arthur, waiting for an answer.
"Yes."
The answer ca…
from both of them.
At the sa ti.
Without any hesitation.
Arthur smiled calmly as he looked around him.
Amid that deadly silence, a sound of laughter echoed from the second floor.
A gentle, composed laugh befitting a noble and beautiful queen.
It was Persephone.
{Arthur… you are truly entertaining. That is why I like you.}
Arthur smiled at the Queen's remark, then lowered his head slightly toward her, as if to say: thank you.
Now… the greatest obstacle had been overco.
But one remained… a massive one.
{The Vedas nebula is disappointed in you.}
{The Geok nebula despises you.}
Do as you wish.
As if I care.
As soon as Persephone's laughter faded, voices of contempt and scorn erupted from all directions.
{A lowly one who does not know his place.}
{An incarnation who hasn't even climbed the ladder of constellations wants to create a nebula? Insolent!}
{Dokkaebi, is this even possible?}
At that mont, all eyes turned toward the dokkaebi.
{That incarnation… Arthur Narin has been…
has been acknowledged by the Star Stream.}
Alongside those words, the dokkaebi snapped his fingers, and a blue screen appeared before everyone.
Words were displayed:
{Story: King of a Crumbling World}
In the next mont—
Arthur appeared, holding a solid sword burning with a beautiful dark celestial glow.
He raised the sword…
and brought it down upon the absolute throne.
One strike.
A second.
A third.
The absolute throne shattered.
Its fragnts fused with the air and scattered, as if it had never once been a symbol of absolute authority.
Then Arthur's powerful and beautiful figure descended before everyone's eyes.
At that mont…
his appearance and presence were unbelievable.
Like a sacred ruler.
His shining silver hair flowed through the air.
The burning sword in his hand.
The broken joker mask…
revealing that blessed, angelic face.
Everything ca together to form an image—
an image that would be immortalized in history.
So constellations nodded, as if convinced.
Others looked at each other in disbelief.
{Did he really begin with that story?}
{He shattered the absolute heavenly throne!}
{Look at him…}
New words appeared on the screen:
{He Who Opposes the Miracle}
Then a scene appeared—Arthur's battle against the regressor Myung, the Catastrophe of Questions.
A sharp, beautiful, fierce battle.
It ended brilliantly…
with a single touch from Arthur's hand, the regressor's body completely vanished.
{So constellations are impressed by your actions.}
Of course you are impressed.
No one likes regressors.
{?? What is this?}
Arthur raised his head to see what had astonished the constellations.
A new story appeared on the screen.
Arthur's fight with the dokkaebi Paul.
…
No, it was not a fight.
What appeared was one-sided torture.
Rage.
Hatred.
Curses.
An unbelievable darkness had consud Arthur's mind that day.
He grabbed the dokkaebi Paul…
and broke him in every sense of the word.
And he did not stop there.
He took out a small vial, healed Paul…
then resud all over again.
The anger in Arthur's heart had boiled without limit that day.
The dokkaebi's face turned red as he saw the story displayed.
{Ah no… that's not it!}
He moved quickly to stop the broadcast, but instead—
A na appeared above the story:
{He Who Despised the Broadcaster and Crushed Him}
A loud, booming laughter erupted from the stairs.
It was the First Sword of Goryeo, laughing hysterically.
{Damn… I didn't know you were this insane! Hahahahaha!}
Arthur smiled calmly as he looked at the screen.
Then new words appeared:
{He Who Hunted the King of Catastrophes}
The story of Arthur's battle with Yamata no Orochi in the world of Land of Peace was displayed.
How he fought…
with resilience.
With strength.
With an unbreakable will.
At that mont, Arthur's roar rose toward the high heavens.
He stood firm, dominance embodied in every movent of his body, then shouted in a thunderous voice:
"Yamata no Orochi!"
His voice carried the power of a great king—the power that halted its manifestation in the Land of Peace with a single cry, crushing its presence before Arthur's will.
Then, as if the entire scenario had been preordained, Arthur slew Yamata no Orochi decisively, completing the legendary cycle.
The result? A narrative-grade constellation's shadow.
{This boy has accumulated…}
{Four legendary stories in his possession…}
The stories displayed on the screens left all the constellations in confusion.
No one knew what to say, or how to respond to such unprecedented brilliance.
{So far, the incarnation Arthur possesses four stories… and with the fifth, he will beco…}
The dokkaebi spoke, his eye scanning the constellations around him as the atmosphere grew chaotic and tense.
At that mont, an arrogant, prideful voice shouted from one of the constellations:
{I acknowledge Arthur as a great incarnation… but there are still two problems here.}
The voice belonged to Manua from Vedas.
Everyone focused on Manua as he spoke, dominating the scene with his powerful voice:
{First, we do not know how many coins Arthur possesses. Isn't it required for soone to have a certain amount of coins before establishing a nebula?}
Kim Dokja smiled confidently and said:
"I have enough."
{Very well… we will verify that later. But the second problem, Arthur…}
Kim Dokja swallowed, his heart pounding.
This was the real issue…
{To establish a nebula, you must receive support from other constellations.}
Silence fell for a mont, then Manua continued:
{To establish a nebula, you need at least the support of five constellations. Do you have that support, Incarnation Arthur Narin?}
Manua smiled, as if cornering Arthur, trapping him within narrow options.
{Co on… why not answer?}
He repeated the question, but Arthur remained silent.
{Tell , does your nebula even have a na?}
Arthur looked at them calmly.
"And is the na really that important?
I an, I could call it the 'Nebula of Nonsense.'
And what does it matter to you?
It's my nebula, my domain—and I am myself."
Kim Dokja quickly caught the situation and stepped beside Arthur, covering his mouth as he spoke in a low voice:
"Kim Dokja Company."
The atmosphere settled once more with that declaration.
Arthur looked back with a mix of surprise and amusent, then burst into loud laughter:
"Ah… Kim Dokja Company! I like that na!"
Yoo Joonghyuk intervened in an indifferent tone:
"No… we don't have a na yet, and we do have supporters as well."
Arthur smiled calmly, then said:
"Dear constellations… is there anyone who wishes to support our beautiful nebula?"
Everyone fell silent… and the deadly grave-like silence returned once more.
{There is none, as expected.}
Before Manua could finish his mockery, a new voice erged:
{Olympus, the Underworld, supports your nebula.}
Queen Persephone looked at Manua with unbelievable anger, her aura rising sharply, suffocating:
{It is my decision. Does anyone object?}
Manua froze, becoming silent like a small pup before the queen.
{Well… of course, you alone.}
Before Manua could continue, a calm yet powerful voice ca from the second floor:
{I support it.}
It was the Great Sage, Equal to Heaven.
Arthur smiled as he looked at him, then bowed respectfully:
"Thank you, Sage."
The Sage sighed quietly, then returned to his place as if uninterested in what was happening.
{Uhh… I don't know… fine, I support the nebula too.}
It was Uriel's voice from Eden.
She declared her support firmly.
{I also have a na… I'll give you a na… it will be "The Lovers—!"}
Before Uriel could finish, the angels around her hurried to cover her mouth.
The constellations supporting the nebula were powerful enough to compensate for any lack of others.
{I, the First Sword of Goryeo, support your nebula.}
Another voice ca from below—it was the First Sword of Goryeo himself.
Then another followed:
{Then I… the General of Justice.}
{And I… the Lord of Naval War.}
Constellations from the first floor began supporting the nebula in an astonishing, unbelievable manner.
{Wait… such random support…}
The dokkaebi tried to calm the situation, but failed.
Then ca unexpected voices:
{The constellation Miracle Narrator supports your nebula.}
{The constellation Secretive Plotter supports your nebula.}
'Hah… what? Are they here?… but where were they all this ti?'
Arthur was surprised by their support.
He had asked Persephone about them before, and even the Queen of the Underworld did not know who they were.
And yet… here they were, supporting him and his nebula.
{You have obtained a preliminary Nebula Establishnt Ticket.}
Don't tell they…
At that mont, the entire place shook violently, and the high sky trembled.
Space itself distorted, and the heavens split apart.
{They've arrived!}
{Everyone, withdraw!}
Even the constellations themselves were shaken, unable to believe what was happening.
Powerful sparks collided with the sky, as if seeking to destroy everything present.
{Rulers of the Outer World… how dare you co here?}
Manua shouted angrily, directing his gaze toward the dark sky.
Then a thunderous aura descended, and everyone stood firm, each releasing their own aura.
[Why, you ask? Were we not invited?]
At that mont, Persephone and Uriel rushed toward the three, trying to shield Arthur's ears from the overwhelming noise of the aura.
But astonishingly… Arthur stood firm, unmoved.
He quickly gestured toward Kim Dokja and Yoo Joonghyuk.
Uriel covered Kim Dokja's ears, while Persephone covered Yoo Joonghyuk's.
The four of them looked at Arthur with eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
{How are you—}
Before Persephone could finish her question, she noticed Arthur's body beginning to tremble violently.
Transparent blood burst from every opening in his body.
{Damn… I understand now.}
{Alright… we'll see you later, children.}
Both Kim Dokja and Yoo Joonghyuk disappeared, shouting:
{Arthurrr!}
Persephone and Uriel stood around Arthur's body, believing he would collapse and die under the pressure of the Outer World Rulers' auras.
{Stay calm… we're here!}
But what no one knew…
All that blood, and the trembling of Arthur's body, was not caused by the auras of the Outer World Rulers…
but by Kain.
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