Chapter 163: Revenant Girl!

"Yuzuru, it's my decision to leave, it has nothing to do with him! Please, don't kill anyone else!" 

"How can you level up without killing people?! How can I protect you, Kaguya, if I don't get stronger? Listen to me, go back inside! Once I get rid of this intruder, I'll come back to protect you!" 

Two entirely different personalities spoke from the same face.

They looked like two different girls—yet they were the same. A contradiction, and yet somehow, that contrast seemed to define them both.

The twins were nearly identical. Even their school uniforms matched perfectly. But upon closer inspection, one could sense that their temperaments were worlds apart.

One was wild, violent, and fanatical—her sweet features betraying the intensity of murderous rage behind her eyes, like the villainous ghost from a horror film. 

The other was soft and gentle, her face filled with helplessness, like a delicate flower—a girl-next-door who could never hurt a soul.

The tension between them filled the villa's spacious living room.

In such clashes of will, it's often the tougher spirit that prevails.

And so it was Yuzuru, the elder sister, who won the standoff. She shook off Kaguya's hand and moved toward the intruder with grim determination.

As she approached, a message rang out in Novak's mind.

[Special condition achieved. Hidden mission triggered!]

[Mission: Haunted House (C-Rank)]

[In an unassuming villa, you encountered two entities that may share the same origin. These spirits harbor intense malice toward any intruders.]

[Objective: Eliminate the two ghosts.]

[Reward: 1,000 experience points and Revenant Spirit Card (C-rank equipment).]

Novak barely acknowledged the mission details. 

What truly intrigued him were the two revenant sisters.

Ghost-like creatures weren't just enemies to some mutated monsters—they were a threat to evolutionaries too. 

In fact, some evolutionary abilities and professions eventually led to a state of undeath. Such creatures were incredibly dangerous in the early stages of the Trial of Gods and Demons. Their spiritual power was immense, and regular attacks proved useless against them.

They were tricky to handle.

Novak couldn't help but recall a particularly famous undead from his previous life.

The Wood Ghost Mother of Ifugad City—he suspected she might have had a connection to Lotte.

Now, here in this random villa, he had stumbled upon two young female revenants?

Normally, a simple ghost wouldn't be much of a challenge. His immense spiritual power was looking for just such an opponent to sharpen itself.

But these two were rare—a pair of twin spirits, both in a state of undeath. It was an extraordinary encounter.

Novak wasn't the type to show kindness. In the doomsday world, the rules were brutally simple.

If you desire something, you take it.

And these twin ghostly girls—so different in demeanor but identical in appearance—were undeniably captivating.

Yuzuru approached swiftly, her eyes blazing with resentment.

It was clear that this boundless hatred was what kept her tethered to this place. 

She despised anyone who dared to invade her home.

She wanted to destroy all who threatened the fragile peace she shared with her sister.

Only then would she find true peace.

Though she retained all the abilities of an evolutionary, along with access to the forum and other effects, the overwhelming resentment radiating from her spiritual power had already eroded much of her original human mind. It seemed that her sense of self had nearly vanished.

If this continued, the same fate that befell many ghosts, monsters, and even evolutionaries would await her. They wavered, drifting between worlds, only to become victims of the Cosmic Will to evolve—either becoming monstrous themselves or serving as tools for other evolutionaries to harvest experience points and equipment.

But Yuzuru didn't know any of this.

The existence of ghosts was not just about abilities or talents, but also rooted in unresolved resentment and deep obsession. While she remained unaware of her own situation, her fixation on protecting her sister was undeniably fueled by that bitterness.

"Kill! Anyone who dares to disturb the peaceful life of my sister and me must die, no matter who they are!" Her venomous voice sent a chill through the room, making the temperature drop sharply.

Without sparing her younger sister a glance, Yuzuru's ghostly form phased through the walls and doors as if they weren't there. However, just as she was about to cross the threshold, the wrathful revenant girl froze in place, her face still twisted with anger and malice.

Ordinary humans couldn't see spiritual forces. Powers of the soul, like telekinetic energy, were usually invisible and untouchable. But Yuzuru was no ordinary person.

In her spectral vision, the room wasn't as still as it seemed. Invisible waves of energy surged and spiraled around the space. And at the center of this storm stood the man lying quietly on the bed.

In her eyes, what she had initially assumed to be an intruder disturbing her and her sister's peaceful existence was, in fact, something far more dangerous—a king of the soul realm.

The terrifying telekinetic energy swirled into a massive spiritual throne, and the man in the center was the only one worthy of sitting on it.

Yuzuru, filled with rage moments before, found herself paralyzed. She couldn't take even a single step closer. The figure on the bed stirred, and as he opened his eyes, Yuzuru was met with a sight that made her heart freeze. His eyes were not human. There were no pupils, no whites—just boundless darkness.

The sheer force of his mental power caused ripples in the very air around them. A pitch-black flame ignited, burning in sync with the shockwaves of his immense spiritual energy.

Those endless, dark eyes locked onto her, and the invisible pressure weighed down so heavily that Yuzuru couldn't even twitch. She was frozen in terror.

For the first time since the doomsday began, she felt real fear—her entire being trembling under the weight of it.

The hatred that had fueled her every move vanished, utterly obliterated by the man's psychic force. The bloodthirsty fury she clung to dissipated along with it.

And then, a voice thundered inside her very soul, shaking her to her core.

"Kneel." 

That command reverberated through both her body and spirit, leaving no room for resistance.