Hoarding in Hell Novel

【Difficulty: Hell

Enter the star of the end.]

[Exceeding the limit!]

[The body has awakened mana.]

[Mana begins to flow inside the body.]

[Achieve impossible achievements!]

[Difficulty: Entered Hell at the lowest level ever.]

[You have acquired the title of 'SSS-class luck'.]

[Effect increases with level-to-difficulty correction.]

[Achieve impossible achievements!]

[Difficulty: You have entered the rankings in Hell.]

[You have acquired the title of 'Hell's Strongest'.]

[Effect increases with level-to-difficulty correction.]

[Achieve impossible achievements!]

[You are the last survivor.]

[You have acquired the title of 'The Last One'.]

[Effect increases with level-to-difficulty correction.]

"What?"

Kang Hyunmoo jumped up from his seat. Messages that passed quickly in my ears came to mind as if engraved in my head.

The fluent narrator's voice sounded like a musical instrument, but it was dry.

like the landscape in front of you.

Hyunmoo was standing in the middle of a crossroad. He caught his eye on the landscape of the city that had become a mess.

Most of the buildings visible were collapsed and covered with something purple, and the sky was filled with dark red clouds as if on fire.

Every time he inhaled air, it felt like he was poking through his throat. Everything in the world was hostile to all living things.

In a truly hellish landscape, Hyunmoo did not understand the situation.

"What is this..."

Besides, the outfit was the same as the shorts she was wearing while sleeping and a single T-shirt.

Hyunmoo stumbled and fell to his seat. Then he felt a stinging pain. There were purple lumps sprouting all over the floor. Hyunmoo, a miner, could tell at a glance what it was.

"Crystal moss?"

Hyunmoo mumbled dumbly, but didn't understand. Crystal Moss only grows in mana-filled dungeons. Even if such a crystal moss was the size of a finger, it would be great.

But here, in the middle of the street, they were scattered all over the place. Hyunmoo felt embarrassed and unwittingly pulled off the crystal moss.

it's a real crystal

He couldn't believe he had such a huge chunk in front of his eyes that all he had to do was lie down in the waste sewer all day and grab a handful of residue. Suddenly, Kang Hyunmoo noticed that there were crystal moss everywhere.

It was full of huge chunks that should be called crystal trees or crystal rocks, not crystal moss. The slanted high-rise building seen in the distance was covered with crystal moss and was sparkling in purple. The appearance of the 5-star dungeon I only saw in the documentary was not like this.

'dream? Did you fall asleep without realizing it because you were tired?'

Kang Hyunmoo thought so, but the scenery in front of him was so real. Hyunmoo staggered and felt a sharp pain in the sole of his foot. A shard of shattered glass dug into his bare feet.

The pain was too vivid to be a dream. Hyunmoo gasped for his breath and unknowingly grabbed the ragged stone from his chest.A hearthstone passed down by my father.

'Maybe because of this?'

Hyunmoo was captured by a sense of fear. When he comes out of the dungeon, he says he can use the hearthstone. But what if the reverse is also possible? What if he came to the dungeon because of this hearthstone?

Hyunmoo grabbed the hearthstone tightly. But there was no response from the hearthstone. Terrified, Hyunmoo shouted in a fit of paroxysm.

"Nobody here!"

But there seemed to be no human, not even a single rat roaming around. The moment I shouted again, I coughed up because of the poisonous dust. There was too much dust. It was polluted air that I had never even smelled in the industrial complex drain.

Hyunmoo continued to try to find the man, but he only answered the bleak wind. After shouting a few times, Hyunmoo coughed up a cough at some point.

"Uh-huh, cool!"

I felt something sharp scratching my neck. When I looked at his hand, it was red with blood. As Hyunmoo looked at his hand with an incredulous expression, the narrator's voice came back.

[Quest occurs!]

[The 'First Night in Hell' quest begins.]

[Survive until dawn.]

'hell?'

Before he could even ask what this meant, Hyunmoo coughed again. At the same time, he vomited out a lump of blood.

As he wet his palms and see the blood dripping down, his eyes went round and round. Hyunmoo was desperately looking for someone else to ask for help somehow.

"Here, who! Whoops, whoops!"

When he made a loud noise, he felt a pain as if scratching his throat with sputum. A cold sweat broke out.

He vomited his blood like this and collapsed and died. His death seemed to be in his hands at any moment.

"Wow, gobble up."

He couldn't even breathe properly.

From the lungs to the throat, it seemed to be filled with shards of shattered glass.

[Status Abnormality: Poisoned, paralyzed.]

[The stamina is continuously depleted.]

"What, uh, huh, what is this?

[You are being attacked by enemies.]

enemy? But, let alone Hyunmoo, he didn't see a single hair of his as a living creature. It seemed that something invisible was poking Hyunmoo with tens of thousands of needles, both inside and outside.

Hyunmoo collapsed on the floor, creaking and not saying anything. He felt like he was about to lose consciousness at any moment from the heat and pain that was seeping through his body.

For the first time in his life, Hyunmoo faced a concrete fear of death.

Die.

Fear hardened his whole body. But Hyunmoo barely persevered with bloodshot eyes.

'I'm afraid I'll die in such an unknown place.'

There are many things I haven't done yet, and there are many things I want to do. I had no intention of killing myself on the street in such a disappointment. Hyunmoo rolled his eyes and tried not to lose consciousness. But he only had the pain sharpened.

The pain continued as if he was about to pass out of breath. He wondered if he'd rather die, but the pain made Hyunmoo clench his teeth again.

[Your stamina is almost exhausted. Death is approaching.]

He didn't even have the strength to tell him to shut up. Tears of blood flowed down her eyes with a stinging pain.

Couldn't even see ahead. To die like this without knowing why, while only breathing in the world, I had never thought of such an end.

'Would you rather hold your breath?'

Oddly enough, I even thought of that. His head was in a strange state, to the point where it was difficult to determine which was harmful. His mind just went blank.

[Health has dropped below 10%. Playback starts with the 'Last One' title privilege.]

At that moment, with a notification sound, I suddenly started breathing easier. A panoramic view of the ruined city came into view before my eyes that had been darkened. I could feel the strong taste of blood in my mouth.

[The resistance to poison increases slightly.]

[The resistance to paralysis increases slightly.]

"Shut up...!"

With the message that his stamina had been restored, the pain was clearly conveyed as he regained consciousness that had barely become distant.

Until now, if I had forgotten the pain of dying, this time I was in a state where I could feel the pain of dying vividly. I screamed so much that my throat was choking. Blood bubbled up and formed on the corners of his lips.

'God damn, damn, rotten!'

I thought it would be better to die. No, he may have already died.

'Did you really fall into hell because you did a lot of bad things?'

Hyunmoo suddenly remembered the word 'difficulty: hell' the narrator was talking about. Neither the surrounding scenery nor the environment was perfect for the landscape of hell as there were no demons.

No, if there was a demon, it was this world itself.

Rumbling, there was a sound of the ground shaking from somewhere far away. Hyunmoo looked up blankly, raising his head.

Beyond the dark red clouds that filled the Seoul sky, something black was moving, tearing the clouds apart. It was a gigantic existence that was like driving a thunderbolt just by moving it.

An environment in which it is clear that you will suffer just by being.

A world hostile to all living things.

Hyunmoo fell there.

'Have I done so many bad things?'

Hyunmoo suddenly became very scared. It may be like this until you die, then you recover again, and you get sick until you die again, and that may be the case. At the same time, it was embarrassing.

I didn't live a good life, but I don't remember doing anything visibly bad. All the bad things he had done up to this point flashed through Hyunmoo's head. From stealing a bucket of gum from a convenience store to trespassing, and even stepping on ants as a child, I remembered.

'From now on, I will live by doing good things!'

Hyunmoo groaned and crawled on the floor. But in the end, his body lost strength and he limped again. This time, I lost all strength in my body.

Die.

It felt like death could be grasped by his hand. And in my faint consciousness, it passed by like a lantern.

***

'What a garbage bitch! Where did you get your baby from!'

' Hyunmoo, I'm sorry. I'm sorry mom... … .'

From things I don't even want to remember, things I don't want to recall.

'Your bastard has a bad hand habit! die! Die, you bastard!'

'You didn't steal? It's the fault of the one who did something suspicious!'

'Where do you open your eyes? Do you want to die?'

when it started to falter.

'Child, you are breathing with your stomach, not your chest.'

'That's right. Little one, you're still the best learner.'

'You look promising, kid.'

Recognition and praise that I have never received in my life.

'0 adults... … I expected it, but I can't help it.'

'You seem to have come this far.'Even the disappointment that had lowered expectations to the floor in an instant.

For a moment, Hyunmoo's eyes widened.

***

someone did

In the moment just before death, what comes up like a lantern is not to reminisce about life, but to desperately search in memory for a way to survive in the experience of a body facing death.

'Not the chest, but the belly.'

Hyunmoo groaned, desperately trying to breathe. He exhaled slowly, though it was difficult for him to breathe properly because of the bubbles of blood.

A thick layer of dust covered the inside of his mouth, but there was nothing Hyunmoo could do about it. The pain seemed to subside a bit as he concentrated desperately on breathing.

'It's not like you can't just breathe like this.'

Hyunmoo took a slow, long breath. I could feel the air coming and going, scratching my throat.

Is it because of the lightsaber?

For some reason, it felt like time was passing slowly. One breath, one breath, felt so long. He could even feel a foreign object running through his lungs, esophagus, and veins.

[Toxins begin to accumulate in the body.]

What the hell is this narrator's voice? Could it be the voice of the devil?

Isn't it a bad thing that poisons are accumulating? Or are you doing it right? Hyunmoo didn't know.

But breathing became longer and slower. Hyunmoo wasn't the only one feeling that way. Actually Hyunmoo was dying. As his breathing eased, Hyunmoo felt that his life was short.

'What the hell killed me?'

Hyunmoo suddenly remembered the hearthstone hanging around his neck. Instantly, I was convinced that this was the cause. For the first time in his life he heard about his father, and he fell into this hell that very day. There is no answer other than that.

'Father, that bastard must have been the devil who sent an invitation to hell.'

But what does it matter? If I die, everything will be in vain. In a calm breath, Hyunmoo decided to accept his death.

Finally, Hyunmoo's heart stopped completely. Hyunmoo quietly closed his eyes.

Until the beep goes off who killed him.

As soon as he heard the message, Hyunmoo opened his eyes.

[You were killed by fine dust (LV 1).]

'fine dust?'

Blood stood in Hyunmoo's eyes. blood was splattered

Is it fine dust? Did I die of fine dust and nothing else? Hyunmoo opened his mouth wide as if he was about to shout at any moment. But instead of yelling, blood gushed out.

Hyunmoo died with grudge eyes wide open.

The narrator's voice resounded hollowly amid the hazy dust.

[Quest failed.]

[The quest 'First Night in Hell' failed.]

[Achieve impossible achievements!]

[You have survived the longest in the human race in Difficulty: Hell.]

[You have acquired the title 'I am a legend']

[The longer the survival time, the greater the amount of experience gained.]

[Effect increases with level-to-difficulty correction.]

[You are dead.]

[Total survival time: 00 days 00 hours 04 minutes 32 seconds.]

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