Possessor #2 Just Wants to Fangirl Chapter 193

[Activating unique skill <Spontaneous Combustion>]

Whoosh!

A black ember rippled in the air.

Different from any ember Yeom Juwan had created before.

A color of dense darkness blacker than pitch. Because it was an ember created by colliding the mastermind’s shadow.

‘The density is higher.’

When flames are condensed, they become black flames. The ember just generated possessed density several dimensions higher than black flames.

That powerful.

But still too small.

To grow it required fuel.

[You bastard, what are you doing?]

Ignoring the man’s voice, Yeom Juwan closed his eyes. Then desperately groped for the mana of the shadow clinging to his body.

‘…It’s not there?’

He felt nothing. Because Yeom Juwan couldn’t detect the mastermind’s pure mana.

‘Then….’

Yeom Juwan made a split-second decision. He squeezed out every last grain of mana remaining in his body and gathered it in his right hand.

As if making a final attack. The man scoffed dismissively.

[Arrogant bastard, I don’t know what you’re aiming for but….]

The man placed his own hand on the black ember.

The man’s hand made contact with the ember.

He’d been aiming for this from the start.

‘Now! Absorb it!’

Hiss! Hissssss—

The black ember responded to Yeom Juwan’s will.

Rough energy discharged irregularly, creating violent sparks.

[What…?]

The man tried to pull his hand away belatedly, but the black ember clung tenaciously and wouldn’t let go.

‘Suck it all in!’

Hissssss—

The black ember slowly began rotating. Spinning on a fixed axis, gradually increasing speed. Acceleration fed acceleration.

The man tried to wrench his hand away violently, but,

‘I can’t let you go.’

It followed to the end. Gripping the man’s hand while simultaneously moving the ember.

The black ember repeated rotation after rotation. Centrifugal force was added. Destructive power amplified. That force concentrated on a single purpose.

‘Never let go.’

[New skill has been generated]

The black ember was like a whirlwind. Raising a gale, voraciously sucking in everything around it. Even if it was the mastermind.

Rrrrrip—

With a sickening sound, the man’s arm was torn off. Blood droplets scattered everywhere.

Amid the echoing agonized screams, a new semi-transparent window appeared in Yeom Juwan’s vision.

[Activating unique skill <Black Hole>]

Black Hole.

A technique using high-density darkness higher than black flames. He’d been able to acquire it thanks to using the mastermind as kindling.

‘The enemy is….’

Crouching on the floor gripping his torn-off arm. The mastermind wasn’t being pulled toward the Black Hole. Because his density was higher than the Black Hole’s. However…

Grrrumble—

The shadows clinging to Yeom Juwan’s body were being absorbed. The shadows dug their nails into Yeom Juwan’s soul as if refusing to go alone.

One wrong move and Yeom Juwan would be dragged along and self-destruct.

‘If I disappear like this… this man disappears too.’

The first thought that entered his mind.

This was Yeom Juwan’s true nature.

Yeom Juwan had strong tendencies toward self-sacrifice.

Having heard himself called a parasite his entire life. This worthless life—if sacrificing it could save others… he thought it would benefit the world.

Originally he’d had no attachment to life.

But this time was different.

‘I can’t go!’

If he died, Sora would follow him in death.

She’d really follow.

Because Sora would absolutely keep that promise.

So Yeom Juwan couldn’t sacrifice even a hair of his body.

A strong will to live never shown in the original. It pulled Yeom Juwan’s concentration to the extreme.

Grrrumble rumble rumble—

Irresistible mighty suction pulled the shadows. The shadows clung to Yeom Juwan until the very end.

‘Heavy….’

Overwhelming weight pressed down on his entire body, but Yeom Juwan endured with his own two feet.

He couldn’t yield this much.

He had to live. No matter what.

Clank!

An illusion like restraints breaking inside his body. At his knees, elbows, every major joint—something binding him was snapping.

Like dam gates opening, something poured out. Powerful currents difficult to control. They swept away the shadows and vanished into the Black Hole.

‘This is….’

The potential Yeom Juwan had suppressed.

Since childhood, Yeom Juwan had censored himself harshly.

To avoid abandonment, he had to prove his worth. He had to become a useful person, not be a burden, be good, take care of everyone.

To survive as a parasite, he had to prove his existence’s value.

So he read the room around him and unconsciously suppressed himself. He’d locked solid padlocks on every passage through which mana flowed.

They all released at once.

The conviction that he wouldn’t be abandoned no matter what form he took. Because a future of always being with someone was vividly drawn.

Grrrumble rumble rumble—

The shadows vanished. Completely consumed by the Black Hole. The white man still lay on the floor clutching his arm. He seemed to have lost consciousness.

‘Consume that person too.’

Eliminate the enemy targeting Sora.

No matter who the opponent.

Grrrumble rumble rumble—

Just as the Black Hole approached close to the man following his command—

Yeom Juwan felt a chilling sensation from the nape of his neck. Cold fingers pressed vital points on his throat.

‘Pressure points?’

There was one more enemy. His body froze, unable to move. Into Yeom Juwan’s vision appeared another man wearing a white mask. The prescient.

[Sorry for interfering. This person can’t die yet.]

The prescient approached Astaroth, forcibly stood him up and supported him. Yeom Juwan tried to stop them, but all flows within his body temporarily stopped, unable to move.

The prescient turned his head to look at Yeom Juwan.

[We’ll meet again soon.]

Snap!

When he flicked his fingers, the masterminds vanished. Both of them. The nearby undead had also been absorbed into the Black Hole at some point. No more enemies nearby.

‘Is it… over?’

Only then did tension release from Yeom Juwan’s body. Only then did he fully feel the weight of the liberated mana. Unbearable fatigue took over his entire body.

Thud.

Yeom Juwan closed his eyes and collapsed as if crumbling.

* * *

That moment.

Inside the safe zone.

‘They’re taking too long.’

Gyeon Junhwi frowned while checking his watch. The advance team he’d expected to return within an hour hadn’t appeared for over two hours.

Other cadets were also starting to show anxiety.

“Did something happen to them…?”

“At this point, aren’t they in combat?”

“If it’s delayed this much even with Ki Hyeonmin along….”

This yellow glowing space was a barrier of the Ten Major Powers. The masterminds couldn’t easily enter.

But… cadets fallen into anxiety might commit some rash action. Just as Gyeon Junhwi moved to control them—

“The opponent is formidable. Rather than worry, let’s look at what we can do.”

Seong Hayul wearing Yeon Sora’s mask spoke up. People gathered around her as she still displayed mysterious charisma. All cadets closed their mouths and focused their gazes.

“Such critical matters can’t be decided by one person alone. Everyone’s input is needed. Based on the current situation….”

Seong Hayul was methodically explaining while unpacking the current situation. She organized and listed all the anxiety-inducing elements as cold, rational facts.

And was driving the atmosphere as if deciding major issues by vote.

‘As expected, she catches on quickly.’

Buying time. It looked like seeking constructive solutions, but unifying the opinions of as many as 40 people required considerable time.

Debating and making concrete plans left no room for anxiety. Humans naturally feel reassured just by making plans.

‘I don’t need to step in.’

Seong Hayul was certainly competent. Without even being asked, she controlled the crowd at appropriate timing on her own. And in the right way.

Thanks to that, Gyeon Junhwi could focus entirely on the mastermind’s movements.

‘Seems they’re concentrating attacks on Ki Hyeonmin and Yeom Juwan… why?’

The masterminds attacked the advance team instead of attacking when hostages accompanied them. A stupid move, but he could guess the reason.

‘They said they were eavesdropping.’

According to Yeon Sora’s radar, the masterminds had been monitoring the waiting room situation. Seeing Seong Hayul display charisma for the first time, they’d modified their operation.

‘They’ve lost their reason.’

Not a rational enemy. Thinking rationally, they should have attacked the hostages regardless of what Seong Hayul said.

But right now the masterminds couldn’t see the big picture.

‘The one who provided that cause was….’

Gyeon Junhwi’s gaze turned toward Yeon Sora. Yeon Sora wearing Seong Hayul’s appearance sat in a corner staring into space. That sight was suspiciously strange.

‘There’s something.’

Ki Hyeonmin and Yeom Juwan were delayed but Yeon Sora remained calm? She was plotting something.

Gyeon Junhwi quietly observed her every action.

“Ah!”

Yeon Sora blankly stared into space, then suddenly came to her senses, opened her inventory and pulled out a mana potion. After downing the potion in one shot, she stared into space again.

Consuming mana to replenish it. Which meant she was currently using a skill.

‘She’s hiding another ability.’

Gyeon Junhwi’s prediction was correct. Yeon Sora was watching a live stream with her <I Was Taught to Watch the Good Stuff Big and Slow> skill.

She’d watched with interest as Ki Hyeonmin bulldozed the city and flew through combat… but the moment the mastermind appeared before Yeom Juwan, her expression changed.

“I have to go!”

Yeon Sora suddenly stood up and tried to rush out, but Gyeon Junhwi who’d already foreseen the situation firmly gripped her wrist.

“Where are you trying to go?”

“Ju, Juwan is… Juwan is…!”

Gyeon Junhwi quietly turned his head. Fortunately, Seong Hayul was attracting the other cadets’ attention. No one was looking this way.

Gyeon Junhwi quickly pressed a bead into Yeon Sora’s hand. An item that prevented the two people’s voices from being heard by others.

After securing soundproofing like that, he put on an expression full of concern.

“Why, what happened?”

“Ahhh! Me! Let, let me go!!!”

She wasn’t in her right mind. Yeon Sora squirmed desperately trying to escape somehow, but her physical abilities were so weak that subduing her was easy.

No matter how hard she tried, realizing she couldn’t escape through strength, Yeon Sora changed tactics and looked at Gyeon Junhwi with desperate eyes.

“Junhwi! Ju, Juwan is nearby! He’s in danger. I have to go help!”

“How do you know that?”

“I, I saw it! Suddenly a flash and… I could see the situation….”

As expected… some kind of skill. And that skill showed situations happening elsewhere in real-time.

Normally, Gyeon Junhwi would have been wary—when did this skill appear, why did it suddenly manifest, why hadn’t she mentioned it—and questioned her.

However, right now he didn’t feel like it. He had questions but no suspicions. He’d somehow become accustomed to such situations.

‘Sora-emon again.’

Whatever Yeon Sora needed suddenly popped up. Gyeon Junhwi already recognized this through experience.

‘Questioning why she didn’t mention it comes later.’

First… if Yeon Sora had such an ability, this side benefited. Confirmation came first.

“Can you see the situation now too?”

“No, I need to hurry…!”

“Wait, calm down first.”

“I! Have, have to go!”

‘She’s not in a state where words work.’

Yeon Sora was currently panicking and flailing. He had to calm her down first. Gyeon Junhwi remembered a method he’d read somewhere.

‘Block her vision, let her hear heartbeats, and pat her back….’

Gyeon Junhwi first grabbed both of Yeon Sora’s shoulders and pulled her toward his body.

“Calm down. First… let’s breathe. Close your eyes.”

He pressed their bodies together and adjusted position so Yeon Sora’s face came to his chest. He had to block Yeon Sora’s vision with his uniform and position her ear near his heart.

One hand gently covered her eyes, the other patted her back. At a pace similar to his heartbeat.

“It’s okay. First let’s take big breaths.”

“But…!”

“I’ll listen, so just take three big breaths first.”

After waiting a moment, the squirming movements subsided.

“If you’ve calmed down… check once more now.”

Yeon Sora grew quiet. Probably using the skill again.

And after a moment,

“Uh….”

The urgency had disappeared from the calmed Yeon Sora. Yeom Juwan had overcome the crisis on his own.

‘This time look at her eyes.’

Gyeon Junhwi released Yeon Sora from his embrace, bent his knees slightly to match eye level and attempted conversation.

“Calmed down now?”

“Uh… uh….”

Yeon Sora looked confused.

She was currently trying to understand this situation after witnessing Yeom Juwan’s Black Hole skill.

‘This… wasn’t in the original?’

The Black Hole absorbing surrounding air with tremendous force was like some dark absorption technique. That skill had torn off the mastermind’s arm.

In the original, only Ki Hyeonmin possessed the ability to defeat masterminds. But this time Yeom Juwan had faced the mastermind and even gulped down his arm. Moreover, ‘My baby… has been liberated…?’

Around the unconscious Yeom Juwan collapsed on the floor, red and blue energy rippled eerily.

This was a scene described in the original too. The psychological barriers restraining Yeom Juwan crumbled as mana went berserk, and the phenomenon appearing when Yeom Juwan unconsciously controlled it.

The moment Yeon Sora called ‘transformation’ had already arrived.

“Ah… um….”

To the mentally hazy Yeon Sora, Gyeon Junhwi smiled and asked,

“The enemies?”

“Th, there were some. Two people wearing white masks.”

White masks were the masterminds’ combat attire.

Items used to hide identity, engraved with special formulas so forcibly removing them would tear off skin too.

Two people wearing those masks. Two masterminds.

“Are both still alive?”

“Uh… one is injured but alive.”

“Do you know where they went?”

“No….”

Yeon Sora shook her head.

They hadn’t reduced the mastermind’s numbers. But there was a more concerning part.

“They deliberately let Yeom Juwan go?”

“Huh? Uh….”

One mastermind had left without harming Yeom Juwan. Only pressure-pointing Yeom Juwan without attacking. That was… strange.

‘What are they plotting?’

Some other trap. Definitely.