Regressor Of The Fallen Family [EN]: Chapter 341

The Holy Sword felt very powerful. Logan could feel its power, and it made him careful. He really wanted to take the sword and learn its secrets right away, but Logan stopped himself. First, he needed to get his strength back.

Logan grabbed some rations from the enemy’s supplies. He was still hungry, even after eating their food. He hated relying on their supplies, but he needed strength. Quietly, he began to recover his inner power by meditating.

One of the greatest abilities of that Holy Sword was to give whoever used it endless energy, but he hesitated. He couldn’t explain why, but he didn’t want to use the sword to get his strength back yet.

After some time, Logan felt his energy was now more than halfway back. He took a deep breath and stood before the Holy Sword.

Oooom.

As he stepped closer, the sword emitted even more holy power, as if welcoming him.

‘I’ve never even seen power like this before.’

Seeing it now made him doubt everything he thought he knew about power. He felt uneasy. He hoped all of this was just a figment of his imagination.

With that hope, Logan slowly grabbed the hilt of the sword.

At that moment.

Flash!

Light exploded from the sword, so bright it was like the sun had burst in front of his eyes. Everything turned blinding white, and Logan gasped, his vision filled with pure, burning light.

And then, a voice he had never heard before echoed in his mind.

‘I have waited a long time indeed.’

As the voice echoed, someone’s memories flashed through Logan’s mind. It was a vivid memory, as if he had directly experienced that life.

A genius baby recognized objects from birth and perfectly spoke the common language before even turning 100 days old.

That child would have grown up receiving education as an outstanding scholar or magician in a peaceful time, but he was born in a brutal time. Monsters were everywhere, snarling and clawing, their shadows falling across the land. The air was thick with the stench of fear and decay. He had to live on the run from a young age.

It was a time when most people had to move from place to place. They ran from monsters, fought over land with other groups, and were treated badly by other races. Sometimes they hunted for food, but mostly they were just trying to survive.

It was fortunate that he was born into a large tribe with over a thousand members, but even that tribe was destined to wander.

However, even when their home changed almost every half year, the child’s genius shone.

When Orcs and Lizardmen chased them, he watched how they fought and learned their skills. When passing through the Elven forests, he watched and learned their archery and wind and water magic. Even when they briefly traded in Dwarf cities, he learned about their machines and started to understand earth and fire magic.

‘This child is the future of our tribe,’

When everyone in the tribe said that about the child, a voice denying it was heard from the sky.

‘No, that child will be the future of the human race.’

A Dragonkin Sage appeared in the village. Dragonkin Sages were so rare that most people thought they were just legends.

For some reason, the Sage began to teach the child ‘magic’ from then on.

That moment changed everything.

The child absorbed all of the Sage’s teachings as if he was born to master magic. Day after day, the Sage taught him, and day after day, the child amazed his teacher with how quickly he learned.

Because of this teaching, by the time he was twenty, he was incredibly powerful, like someone beyond normal human limits. He could use magic at a level called ‘7th class’. Dragonkin magic was known as ‘class magic,’ and it was said to be much harder to learn than human magic.

‘7th class is superhuman? Wait, Dragonkin have their *own* kind of magic?’

Knowledge he had never known before was added to what he already knew.

For a moment, his mind, which had been focused on the ‘child’ in his memory, awoke, but Logan couldn’t help but focus on the scene unfolding before his eyes again because the amazing story kept going.

As he grew older, people naturally started to follow him, drawn to his wisdom and strength. The child became the leader of the tribe, and in less than ten years, he became the representative of the human race, encompassing the eastern part of the continent.

At that time, the child had pioneered the realm of the 8th class and was being called the Archmage.

He reached that level at just over thirty years old.

He reached the realm at the youngest age among all the Archmages in history, not only in the human race but in all races. He became known as ‘Transcendental,’ and the whole world looked up to him in wonder.

‘So, 8th class magic is Archmage level? How do you even reach that?’

As Logan, once again surprised, tried to come to his senses, a voice responded as if answering him.

‘After magic reached its peak, I thought I was the best being in the world. That was close to the truth, but it could never become the truth.’

Ten years passed again, and he was called the strongest Archmage of the human race.

That’s right. The strongest of the ‘human race.’

He could never be the best in the world because there were those who had pioneered the 9th class in the world.

More than half of the dozens of dragons.

The ‘Great’ Sages of the Dragonkin and the leaders of other alien races.

Demi-gods who lived forever and ruled the world for ages.

Unfortunately, his magic did not reach the realm of those demigods.

‘It’s truly a pity. If you weren’t just a human, you might have been able to reach the 9th class, the realm of the divine.’

It’s the limit of the race.

His teacher, the Sage of the Dragonkin who taught him magic, said so, truly regretting it. Even though the young man had learned magic as fast as his teacher, the Sage thought he could not go further. The Sage believed that being human would stop him from reaching the highest level.

The child, no, the middle-aged Archmage who could no longer be called a child, protested against it.

He could do it.

He could overcome any limits.

The genius was furious for the first time at his teacher for saying he wasn’t good enough.

If his teacher’s way wasn’t enough, he would find his own way.

The genius, with that stubbornness, chose seclusion, leaving behind all his glory.

Years later, after he vanished, something terrible happened in the world, something no one had ever seen before.

This disaster was caused by an Ancient Dragon. This dragon was incredibly old, alive since the very beginning of time. People said these dragons were almost like gods themselves. This Ancient Dragon tried to become a god, in a process called ‘Ascension.’ But something went wrong, and the dragon went crazy.

Because the Ancient Dragon was insane but still powerful, it caused terrible destruction everywhere.

The most powerful beings in the world met to decide what to do about the Great Dragon. But it was almost too late. Fire had already burned away a third of the land.

Because humans had no powerful leader, they were not invited to the meeting. Instead, they were chosen to be sent first – as sacrifices – to weaken the Dragon.

That event, or rather, the plea of a descendant destined to become a sacrifice to the Dragon’s flames, brought a reclusive genius out into the world.

This genius was very skilled, reaching the level of an 8th-class master. But even he was not as strong as a demigod. So, even though he was the hope of humans, he could not change the demigods’ plans.

Sending the genius to help was like throwing a small cup of water on a huge, raging fire. It was not enough.

But the genius refused that future.

For years, the genius had been stuck, unable to become stronger. But the fight with the Great Dragon changed everything. The battle broke his limits.

Inspired by the battle, the genius transcended his limits and finally joined the council of absolute beings as the first demigod, a divine human, of the human race.

Though it was after all the human race’s archmages had perished, and 90% of the entire race’s warriors had died.

It was too late for the entire race, but fortunately, complete annihilation was avoided. I asserted the rights of the human race, the right to survive, and the absolute beings of other races accepted my claim.

And only then was a true ‘pan-racial alliance’ established.

Of course, even after the alliance was formed, a long time was needed to defeat the Great Dragon.

The Great Dragon was wild with anger. Using its power, which was not yet fully formed, it randomly pulled creatures from other worlds. By the time the pan-racial alliance barely managed to defeat it, the things it had summoned had already fundamentally changed the world.

The biggest change was the disappearance of the southern sea of the continent and the creation of endless mountain ranges.

These mountains were not normal. They were gateways to demon worlds, linked to other dimensions. Even the absolute beings, including myself, couldn’t completely eliminate them. Or rather… I alone could not.

The ten powerful beings who fought the Dragon changed too. The battle not only helped the human genius become stronger.

The other absolute beings, during the long years of war, researched and learned from the traces of the Great Dragon, finding a way to transcend their limits. And they did not share that knowledge with me.

A deep anger could be felt in his voice.

The remaining three Great Dragons of the Dragon race and two great sages of the Dragonkin. The elves and dwarves, who had ruled other races for an unimaginably long time. And the absolute beings of the Lizardmen and Orcs.

As soon as the war ended, they chose ascension, the path to becoming gods.

Then, something new happened. Nine gods were born, gods that no one had ever known before.

“What!?”

Logan’s mind, which had been immersed in the life of the absolute being and the magnificent, mythical war, was awakened once more.

“The Nine Gods, then?”

As if in response to that thought, the absolute being’s lament continued.

They were truly irresponsible beings. To abandon the world for their own desires and then call themselves gods. As the only one left, I had no choice but to devise my own measures.

The absolute being, left alone in the world, could never solve the inhuman demonic territory alone. Therefore, to prevent the encroachment of the demonic territory and the world’s erosion, he pushed the mana of the continent away, creating an invisible barrier in the south.

As time passed, the races more accustomed to mana would find it harder to live on the continent, but preventing the erosion was the priority.

And that unavoidable choice created a massive variable that the genius hadn’t anticipated.

The first variable was the decline of other races.

First, the Dragon race began to leave, one by one, towards the depths of the demonic territory.

They were beings who were born to eat and drink mana, growing their bodies, and so they could no longer endure the constantly decreasing concentration of mana.

Also, because all the dragons who had reached the realm of demigod, except for the three Great Dragons who ascended during the war with the Great Dragon, had died, they could not resist the absolute being of the human race who had caused the trouble.

As the dragons were becoming legends in the world, the second variable appeared.

As other races declined, surprisingly, a small number of humans began to awaken and utilize a life force that replaced mana. It was an infinitely weaker force compared to mana, but I hoped that it would sustain the human race, and I gave it the name ‘Force’.

“Force?”

Logan, too surprised, spoke out without realizing it, but the voice did not respond.

It was a positive variable.

A positive variable that appeared for the human race, who were still the weakest on the continent despite the existence of an absolute being.

And the last, third variable occurred to the absolute being himself.

Because I had changed, and now needed mana to live, the lack of mana on the continent started to hurt me too. But to undo the fixed magic in order to survive would be putting the cart before the horse.

He could not leave the human race, who had just begun to stand on their own, finally ending their long wandering life, and go beyond the demonic territory.

In that hopeless situation, the genius faced another problem.

The faith of the Nine Gods, when in the world had those blasted beings reached out to the human race? It was unbelievable.

Among the human race, a faith arose to worship the absolute beings who had ended the war with the Great Dragon and ascended.

The nine gods actually shared their power with those who believed in them, and for ordinary humans who could not use mana or Force in the harsh continent, it was truly a sweet grace.

The enraged genius initially tried to slaughter all those so-called priests. But soon, he saw another possibility in them.

Divine power was strange. It felt like mana, but stronger and purer, like mana that had been refined. And the basis for the gods, who had become beings from another dimension, to exert influence on the present world. That stimulated my inspiration.

Having fought on the same front as those who had become gods, he could instinctively find a way to utilize that energy himself.

Perhaps he too could become a god.

A god who did not transcend dimensions, but remained in the present world as a living deity.

The genius, once again swept up in forgotten desires, delved into divine power.

And before long, he was able to wield power that was incomparably stronger than those who called themselves priests.

From then on, his title changed.

From the King of Humans to the Demonic Sage.

Even up to that point, I could have tolerated it.

– The Demonic Sage is the agent of the Nine Gods.

– Following the will of that being, the transcendent of the human race, we must believe in the Nine Gods.

– He is the first of his kind to act on behalf of the gods…

Absurd words that turned his insides out began to spread throughout the world.