Chapter 2: My abilities are too competent.

“Mm…”

I came to my senses on the bed and got up while letting out a painful breath.

Nothing was wrong.

There was no Nyarlathotep, and no “that thing” that refused to leave my mind alone.

“Huu.”

Was it just a dream after all?

[You have completed the incarnation contract with the Outer God “Nyarlathotep.”]

[You have become hostile with all constellations.]

Just as I thought that, status window messages suddenly floated in front of my eyes.

‘It wasn’t a dream?’

So those things just now weren’t a dream?

Wait, hostile with all constellations?

“Crazy.”

The meaning of that was very simple.

Even the constellations who were so eager to hand out gifts the moment they saw a human, and the ones who would look the other way no matter what a human did, all wanted me dead.

If even the kind-hearted constellations were like that, how would the evil ones feel?

They would be screaming at their incarnations to kill me right away.

Ding.

At that moment, a notification rang from the video chat app I used on my phone, “That’s Code.”

[Nyarlathotep : Open the status window.]

Startled, I started moving my fingers at the speed of light.

[Randolph Carter : What are you talking about? What was that just now?]

[Nyarlathotep : You dull thing, open it quickly.]

But she ignored my question and only urged me to open the status window.

“…Fine, status window.”

Realizing that the conversation wouldn’t progress unless I opened it, I did so.

[<Kim Hyunseong Lv.1>

[Potential : Weak]

[Contracted Constellation : Nyarlathotep]

<Strength : 13>

<Stamina : 13>

<Agility : 13>

<SAN Value : 100>

[Skills : Plausible Story (A), Avatar of Chaos (S)]

]

“What the hell is this?”

I had no choice but to doubt my eyes at the status window that had changed beyond imagination.

“SAN value?”

First of all, the perfectly normal mana stat was gone, and a weird stat called SAN value had taken its place.

[SAN Value

This is a measure that represents your current mental strength.

If it reaches 0 you go mad, and if it drops below a certain number you will be unable to live a normal life, so please be especially careful.]

“Fck, why did they put something like this in?”

I tried pulling up mana with all my strength throughout my body.

But…

“Keuk?!”

It felt like something that should never have left was leaving.

It was exactly like the feeling of facing a jump scare while playing a horror game.

My mental strength was being shaved away on its own.

Whoooong.

“Wow, what is this…”

Startled for a moment, I breathed roughly and my eyes trembled.

[SAN Value

For reference, this stat replaces the role of mana.]

[Nyarlathotep : Once you get used to it, there is nothing better than this.]

As if she was watching me like this, Nyarlathotep typed in the chat.

“…Fine, if you say so then it must be.”

From long ago, there was never anything good about not listening to her words.

Most of the time it was much better to just listen.

[The Outer God “Nyarlathotep” smiles shyly as if pleased.]

[Nyarlathotep : Ignore the message just now. It seems the system has gone mad.]

[The emotional connection with the Outer God “Nyarlathotep” is severed.]

…Let’s just ignore what happened just now.

{8 : 10 A.M}

But it seemed I wouldn’t have time to check the rest of the abilities.

It was already time to go to the academy.

“I’ll look at the rest later. I have to go to the academy.”

[Nyarlathotep : Understood.]

I heard Nyarlathotep’s reply and roughly shoved my phone into my pocket.

That was why I didn’t see them.

[Cthugha : Hey hey hey hey hey]

[Cthugha : What kind of crazy btch did you contract with, fck]

The messages that were ringing madly in the chat window.

-Hey, over there…

“…”

Ho.

As expected, the gazes inside the academy were not kind.

Of course, I hadn’t done anything particularly wrong.

I was simply the overall last place in the academy.

And that was the only fault they saw in me.

This academy was abnormally obsessed with pure ability supremacy.

The weaker you were, the more you were treated worse than a sudra in the caste system.

-Hey, your boyfriend is walking by.

-Want to die?

For the record, my looks weren’t that bad.

This wasn’t self-absorption but 100% objectivity—I was decently handsome.

The only problem was that my current status in the academy was shockingly low.

I let out a deep sigh and entered my class.

[1 – F]

First-year Class F.

In fact, this could be considered the class with the most potential left.

Since we were still first-years, if we fully displayed our potential and worked hard, we could aim for a higher class.

Rattle.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

But if that had been possible in the first place, they wouldn’t be in Class F.

The moment I entered the classroom, I sighed at the guys swinging their fists at each other.

On top of that, it was already the second semester of first year.

If they were going to get out of here, they should have done so long ago.

-You son of a btch!

The winner of the fight was the guy with a striking-type skill.

Even so, all of those guys, while not receiving much support, were students who had constellations.

Anyone would be better than me…

[The Outer God “Nyarlathotep” forcibly reconnects the emotional link.]

[The Outer God “Nyarlathotep” is furious, saying not to compare her to mere constellations.]

Ah, come to think of it, I also had something similar to a contracted god.

Right, and I remembered receiving some skills with it too.

[Skills : Plausible Story (A), Avatar of Chaos (S)]

“Fck!”

The moment I saw the skills, I had no choice but to let out a scream filled with shock.

A-rank and S-rank skills were sitting in my status window.

And both of them were top-tier skills with no comparison.

I didn’t know how many people in this academy possessed an S-rank skill.

Even A-rank skills became extremely rare starting from there.

Considering that most students in the academy relied on B-rank skills as their main force, the ranks were astonishing.

“What the fck?”

At that moment, a fierce voice came from in front of me.

I closed the status window and glanced forward, only to see the guy who had been fighting until just now frowning at me.

“Ah.”

It seemed he had mistaken the exclamation I let out while looking at the status window for a challenge.

For the record, he was, without any room for denial, the number one in Class F.

His skill level wasn’t enough to compete with Class D, but in this place there was no one who could stand against him.

And to add an explanation, the aggressive guys in this Class F could be divided into two types.

Students aiming for a higher class.

And.

Thud!

Just pure thug bastards.

This class where the bottom of the academy gathered was a place that reminded one of other delinquent schools.

A place where they had collected the kinds of guys you only barely saw in delinquent-glorifying webtoons—that was this Class F.

Hit in the face by a fist, I fell backward.

Since I had also fought aggressively trying to go up to a higher class before, there were many guys in this Class F who looked down on me as a loser.

If I had won it would be different, but I got beaten every time I fought, so of course.

But once I started living quietly, they no longer had a justification to beat me up.

Now, however, that justification had appeared.

[The Outer God “Nyarlathotep” tells you to use a skill.]

[The status window forcibly opens the skill description window.]

[Avatar of Chaos (S)

You can transform into an avatar of the Outer God “Nyarlathotep.”

However, you cannot fully reproduce the original’s abilities.

Currently implementable avatar : Black Man]

Fighting right now would be a bad move.

Unauthorized use of abilities was forbidden in the academy to begin with.

If I caused a disturbance too, I would receive a suspension right away.

So what I had to do now was…

[Plausible Story (A)

Your words become persuasive.]

Persuasion.

[Using Plausible Story.]

“Wait, calm down. There’s a clear reason why I shouted fck.”

At my words, the guy who was about to swing his fist stopped his arm.

“Alright, first let’s look at the origin of the word fck. Fck is a curse word that was transformed from the vulgar term for a woman’s genitals, cnt.”

It was only a hypothesis, though.

“So what.”

I slowly started building up.

“And why do you think I shouted that vulgar word, fck, at you?”

“…?”

He suddenly made a serious expression and started thinking earnestly.

This was the moment.

I had to push forward now.

“It’s because you’re acting like a girl, you bastard!”

“What?”

He frowned fiercely.

But I couldn’t stop here.

“Why did you fight just now?”

“…Because our shoulders bumped.”

A truly pathetic reason.

“That’s exactly why you’re hearing the word ‘fck’ from me! What is the masculinity you dream of?”

“…A real man.”

“In no medium, no, not even in reality, does a real man start a fight just because shoulders bumped! You’re not a real man, you’re a girl who dreams of being a real man!”

“!!!”

He froze as if he had received an extreme shock from my words.

“But! I know a way for you to escape being a girl and become a real man!!”

“…!!”

He opened his eyes wide and then knelt down and shouted.

“H-how can I become a real man!”

“First of all, a real man isn’t some cnty weakling playing king in Class F! Start training right away and work hard to at least reach Class A!”

But I didn’t expect him to actually reach Class A.

If he had that kind of ability he would already be in Class C by now.

“And sincerely apologize to the guy you hurt!”

“A-and?”

“Finally, sincerely serve me, the master who taught you this!!”

“!!!”

The guy made an expression as if he was deeply moved and slammed his head down.

“I will serve you as my master!”

“Good. Go back now.”

I sat in a cross-legged posture and spoke with the most solemn expression possible.

And as I watched the guy apologizing to the one he had beaten unconscious, I thought.

‘This effect is way too good…?’

It was more effective than I had imagined.