I Became a Foreign Worker Loved by Transcendents

It wasn’t entirely impossible.@@novelbin@@

That was the conclusion I came to after staring into the mirror and thinking for a long time.

Sure, Woo Hyo-sung had the dominant personality, but it wasn’t like the other side’s influence was entirely absent.

Furthermore, if I were heading toward the afterlife, it was likely that the personality of Pheloi, who was more rooted in the soul, would dominate over the living Woo Hyo-sung.

“…It’s gone.”

But as I entered the other world, what I recalled was my identity as Woo Hyo-sung.

No matter how many memories of being a woman I might have, the disconnect with my current body was inevitable as long as the dominant personality remained male.

Even now, no matter how much I touched my lower body, the only thing that came back was a sense of emptiness.

“But here, it’s present…”

As I grasped them in my hands, I swallowed hard, and admiration started to spill out.

“…Surprisingly big.”

Compared to Airi or Merilyn, was this perhaps slightly larger?

Sure, to someone else, it might just be fat, but to me, a man by identity, it felt like a sinful thing.

My hand, slowly falling from my chest, reached toward my face reflected in the mirror, brushing over the skin that covered it.

“My face is unexpectedly pretty, too—no, actually, it’s definitely beautiful.”

Beautiful? I couldn’t help but find it a bit amusing after saying it myself.

In life, I was so focused on being a hero that I never really evaluated my own appearance.

But now, despite the strength of my male identity, I was talking as if I was reassessing my appearance—no, this wasn’t the time to be thinking about that.

“Pull yourself together, Woo Hyo-sung. That’s not what’s important right now.”

Right, the only reason I came here was to save Ga-ram.

What was important wasn’t whether I was male or female, but what I could do and where I needed to go.

“Can I still use spirit magic…?”

A spear materialized in my hand with a wave.

As I continued summoning weapons and feeling them solid in my grip, it seemed that at least my abilities from the real world applied here as well.

Good, it seemed I’d be able to handle myself if danger arose.

“Now then, what’s next…?”

Judging by the tent I was in and the items within, it seemed the environment here was similar to reality.

Acknowledging that, the first thing I reached for was the armor, and I took my time putting it on.

It was different in shape from what I usually wore, but I had no trouble putting it on.

While Woo Hyo-sung held the dominant personality, the memories and subconscious of Pheloi still existed to some extent.

“Ah, right. I remember this tent.”

When I realized how familiar this armor felt to Pheloi, I understood that this was the tent Tacchia had used during her life as a hero.

The items inside were also things Tacchia had used… But wasn’t that strange?

I’d entered the other world, which had nothing to do with Tacchia, so why were so many of her belongings so clearly manifested here?

‘Is this place a mixture of Tacchia’s memories as well?’

It didn’t take long for me to come to a conclusion.

The other world was a place created by the remnants of the dead, and Tacchia was also someone who could be considered dead.

Those remnants existed here, too, and I ended up finding my way here, drawn to the familiarity…

If that was really the case, then what I was about to face might not just be Tacchia’s personal belongings.

-Waaaah!

Just as that thought crossed my mind, the sound of cheers came from outside the tent.

My body reacted instinctively, tensing up, and the familiar sensation that followed helped me grasp the situation.

Tacchia’s memories were filled with countless moments of hearing cheers like these.

“Kill the enemies! Sweep them all away!!!”

My expectations were immediately confirmed the moment I stepped outside the tent.

In front of me was a fierce battle between armored soldiers in front of a castle wall.

Their cries grew louder as the blood flowing across the ground became thicker.

“Defend the barrier! Drive the enemies back!”

“Turn their blood into rivers, and offer their heads to our lord!”

“Don’t let those barbarians invade our land!”

“My sword and my heart for Briton!!!”

Invaders attempting to break through the walls and soldiers fighting to protect their homeland…

It was all exactly the same as what existed in my memories.

More precisely, in the memories of Tacchia Pheloi, not Woo Hyo-sung.

I had my doubts, but to think the past events themselves were actually recreated here.

Yes, what was happening now was a reenactment of Briton’s defense against foreign invaders.

Tacchia had been hired by the Briton forces and dedicated herself to driving out the foreign invaders.

I’d heard that the remnants of the past gathered to form this world, but I didn’t expect the entire timeline of that era to be recreated.

‘So basically, time travel… Is that what this is like?’

Of course, since this was a world created in another realm, there was no chance of a time paradox, and there were plenty of differences that kept it from being an exact recreation of the past. ṘἁΝỗ฿ЁS̈

For example, the location of the tent I was in.

If the events of the past were accurately recreated, I would immediately realize how absurd it was to leisurely set up a tent in the middle of a battlefield.

There were also huts in the middle of the battlefield and nobles wielding swords, among other things that shouldn’t exist or whose roles were reversed.

‘A world where the past is jumbled and mixed up… Is that what this is?’

I was starting to get a feel for what this afterlife world was like, but only for a moment.

As I stepped out of the tent, something large enough to cast a shadow over the entire area appeared before me.

“Hehehehe, I’ve finally found you, the Blue-Haired Reaper…!”

A large man wielding an axe appeared, cutting through the battlefield.

The blood covering his body showed just how many people he had personally cut down on this battlefield.

“…The Blue-Haired Reaper? Are you talking about me?”

Blue is blue; red is red. What’s with this “Blue-Haired Reaper”?

“Haha! You’re not pretending you’re scared of me, are you?”

As I puzzled over the contradictory title, the man aimed his axe at me and shouted.

“Who else but you would be standing on this battlefield, flaunting that striking blue hair and reeking of blood?”

“…Yeah, I do remember being called that at some point.”

Back then, I had so many names it was hard to keep track, but if he was coming here throwing around negative titles, it wasn’t for a good reason.

Actually, there was no need to ask.

Most of the people who came for my head back then were “that kind of guy.”

“You may have built up a reputation on the battlefield, but your luck ends today! Now that you’ve met Black Axe Blanks, your head will roll on this ground!”

It was a time when leaders waged war after war to seize dominance.

Back then, there were usually two ways for those without power to rise.

Either you took more heads, or you took the head of the one who took the most.

-Slice!

And I was someone who achieved the latter by taking down hunters who aimed for the former.

As I realized that one of their heads had already hit the ground, my sword was already preparing to target the next one.

‘In short, I need to survive here first if there’s going to be a next step.’

It was an action I took instinctively, even before my mind could fully comprehend it.

A war of kill or be killed—something I was all too familiar with, having inherited Tacchia Pheloi’s memories.

‘…Let’s just give it a try.’

So, just for this moment, I’ll be Tacchia Pheloi, not Woo Hyo-sung.

-Slash!

Having reaffirmed my purpose, my blade immediately began tearing through the bodies of the fools who stood before me.

At some point, the ferocious invasion began to subside, and the only thing that remained in the space where the enemy retreated was silence.

All that was left behind were corpses, and more corpses, and a river of blood, now blackened by the sunset.

“Uweeek!”

The vomit spewing from my mouth, having participated in creating that scene, poured over the last corpse I had just cut down, defiling even its death.

As I became aware of that, two thoughts rose in my mind.

One, a human thought that I had defiled death, no matter if they were the enemy. The other, an inhuman thought, that corpses were just hunks of meat, nothing more.

‘…Tacchia, you really endured this, huh.’

Yeah, even if I was Tacchia Pheloi now, my true identity was still closer to Woo Hyo-sung.

And Woo Hyo-sung hadn’t had much experience killing people. The only time I had to was when I had no choice but to deal with the thieves targeting the ark. So, there was no way I could easily endure the experience of killing hundreds of people on a battlefield.

No matter how much I tried to strengthen my identity as Tacchia, the damned abilities I had were constantly reminding me that I was still Woo Hyo-sung.

‘I’m starting to understand why beings like the Red Knight showed up.’

My sympathy for her, who endured those moments of slaughter with a clear mind, grew, but I couldn’t let myself get swept away by it—there was still something I had to do.

In any case, now that the battle was over, my next step was to find the way to Ga-ram.

As I rose from my spot with that thought, I became aware of a presence approaching from behind.

Could there still be an enemy hiding among the corpses?

“Pathetic.”

No, this was different from the enemies I had faced so far.

And this presence wasn’t something that could be found in Tacchia’s memories… If anything, it felt similar to something I had encountered as Woo Hyo-sung.

She had a translucent, bluish body with a figure resembling a woman. Her lower half and the area surrounding her body flickered like a ghost, similar to the ‘spirit clusters’ I had summoned during my training in spirit magic.

“If you had fully inherited her personality, you would easily overcome this difficulty and move forward… Hesitating like this will only hinder your progress.”

The difference was that, unlike before, this figure had a clearly defined face, and from her lips came a blunt voice.

The eyes staring at me from her sharp gaze were as red as could be, in stark contrast to her blue body.

“You, are you really someone who has inherited the same personality as me?”

As I faced that being, a brief thought of possibility crossed my mind.

From her appearance, she seemed slightly younger than me, but overall, she carried a similar aura.

If such a being appeared using the body of a spirit, there was only one person I could think of.

“…Could you be Pheloi?”

“Don’t call me by that name.”

But what came back was a voice, cold and sharp beyond indifference.

The being, which resembled a copy of me, frowned and began to speak harshly.

“I am certainly a being derived from your personality, but I have no intention of claiming to be the same person. Isn’t Pheloi what you call yourself?”

“Ah, well… that’s true.”

Indeed, Pheloi and I were already one.

I could call myself Pheloi, so referring to someone else as Pheloi would be a fundamental mistake.

“…Then who exactly are you?”

If the being in front of me wasn’t Pheloi, I had no idea who they could be.

In response to my question, she crossed her arms and asked back.

“After doing such things, do you have no idea who I am?”

“Huh?”

“No? If you can’t remember, then fine. For now, I’ll just tell you that I’m an ‘avatar’ formed from the remnants you left behind in life, gathered by the spirit clusters.”

My avatar. That was how the being in front of me defined herself.

I could tell she was hiding something more, but I also thought the term “avatar” suited her better than spirit clusters.

Still, what she said while explaining bothered me a bit.

She said she was created from the remnants I left behind in life. Was she talking about waste?

“…Did you perhaps come from the bathroom I used?”

“You fool, what kind of nonsense are you spouting in this situation…!?”

Whoosh!

The avatar flared up for a moment.

Before I knew it, the ground I was standing on began to tremble, and I saw cracks appearing, swallowing up the corpses that filled the plains.

No, it wasn’t just the ground that was cracking.

The sky, too…

Cracks were forming in the sky as well, splitting open. An absurd sight was unfolding before us at this moment.

“…Has it begun?”

While I was shocked, the avatar seemed to have an idea of what was going on.

“Wh-What the hell is happening?!”

“I’ll explain later. This place is about to collapse, so hold onto your sanity.”

Of course, we couldn’t just casually chat while the world was collapsing around us.

As the calamity unfolded, I closed my eyes and braced myself, steeling my body for the impact.

Rumble!!

In the midst of the violent shock, just like when I first entered this world, I struggled to hold myself together.