Infinite System Inheritor Return From The Abyss

Nemean curled up tighter, burying his head in his paws. His mind was a mess—he didn't know what to do.

"Hey."

He heard the soft voice of the cat but ignored it, pretending not to care.

"Leave me alone," he muttered.

Nymira tilted her head. "Is that really what you want? To be alone?" Nemean didn't respond. His tail flicked slightly, but he kept his face hidden.

"Master probably has another reason for not killing you," Nymira continued. "You hurt his mother. Even if your master begged, you shouldn't have been saved."

She casually licked her paw, acting just like a normal cat. Nemean peeked at her and felt a flicker of annoyance.

"Why are you even here?! If you're not going to say anything useful, just leave me alone!" he snapped.

Nymira didn't react to his rudeness. She simply stretched and glanced toward the kitchen, where Seojun was making his coffee. The sound of the cup clinking against the counter filled the room.

After a moment, she spoke again.

"You had a good master," she said. "Unlike you, my master used me. I was in so much pain that anger completely took over my body when I escaped."

Nemean blinked, caught off guard by her sudden confession.

Nymira continued, her voice steady. "I thought revenge was the only thing I had left. I wanted to destroy everything. I was full of hatred, just like you."

She flicked her tail lazily, her green eyes glowing slightly in the dim light.

"Then I met Seojun."

She turned her gaze back to him.

"And he gave me a reason to live."

Nemean scoffed. "So what? Are you telling me to just accept him as my new master?! Just that?!"

Nymira let out a small laugh. "That's up to you."

Nemean remained curled up on the couch, his little body trembling slightly. His mind was a storm of emotions—anger, confusion, sadness. He clenched his paws, his sharp little claws digging into the fabric.

He didn't want to listen. He didn't want to think But Nymira's words wouldn't leave his head.

"Why did my master entrust me to him?" he muttered under his breath.

A soft sigh came from nearby.

"That's what you should be thinking about, instead of sulking like a lost cub," Nymira said as she hopped back onto the couch.

Nemean glared at her. "I am not sulking!"

Nymira flicked her tail. "Oh? Then what are you doing? Lying there, all curled up, moping about your master instead of honoring his last wish?"

Nemean growled but didn't attack. He just clenched his jaw.

"You don't understand! My master was everything to me! He gave me a reason to fight, to survive! I was nothing i can't remember anything before I met him! Now… now he's gone…" His voice cracked slightly at the end, his golden eyes darkening.

Nymira watched him for a moment before speaking again.

"And what do you think your master wanted for you?"

Nemean stayed silent.

Nymira sighed. "Did he want you to live in hatred? To keep fighting an endless battle for a revenge that no longer exists?"

Nemean trembled, his small claws digging deeper into the couch.

"He… he told me to live," he whispered.

Nymira's ears twitched. "And?"

Nemean squeezed his eyes shut. "He told me to remove my hatred… to enjoy life…"

Nymira tilted her head. "Then why are you doing the opposite?"

Nemean's breath hitched. His master's last words echoed in his mind.

"For me, enjoy your life, Nemean… This is my only wish."

His body tensed, his heart pounding in his chest. He remembered his master's smile. The warmth of his embrace. The way he patted his head when he did a good job.

"How… how can I just live without him?" Nemean muttered, his voice shaking.

Nymira's eyes softened slightly. "I get it."

Nemean looked at her in confusion.

"I really do," she continued. "But living doesn't mean forgetting. You can still remember him. You can still honor him."

Nemean stared at her, unsure of what to say. Just as the atmosphere started to settle, a scoffing sound broke the moment.

"Tsk, do you really need a girl to make you realize things? What a coward," Silla sneered, slithering onto the couch.

Nemean's eyes twitched in irritation, but before he could speak, Huno let out a dramatic sigh.

"Seriously, you were acting all tough, growling and snarling like some big beast, but now you're just a weak little cub getting lectured by a cat?" Huno barked out a laugh. "Pathetic."

Nemean growled, his little fur standing on end. "Shut up, you mutt! I don't need to hear this from you!"

Silla snickered. "Oh? But it's the truth. You're acting like you're the only one who suffered in this world." The snake slithered closer, his tongue flickering out. "News flash—everyone here went through something."

Huno wagged his tail mockingly. "But unlike you, we're not crying about it."

Nemean's fur bristled even more. "You damn pests! You've hated me from the start, haven't you?!"

Silla grinned. "Obviously."

Huno smirked. "Oh, don't take it personally. It's just fun annoying you."

Nymira sighed dramatically. "You two never change. Can't you let him have a moment?"

Huno and Silla exchanged glances before shrugging.

"Nah." They both said at the same time.

Nemean let out a frustrated roar—well, as much as a cub could manage. "I swear, if I wasn't in this form, I'd rip you both apart!"

Silla coiled around the armrest lazily. "Oh? So scary. Too bad you're just a tiny furball now."

Huno snickered. "A fluffy, tiny furball."

Nemean twitched. "I HATE YOU BOTH!"

Meanwhile, Seojun just took a sip of his coffee, watching them.

"I hope Mom is fine that the house is getting more lively."

His system suddenly spoke. [It's only natural for things to be lively, Host. Your family matters will finally be resolved properly now.]

Seojun finished his coffee and stretching slightly. He rolled up his sleeves and started preparing food. His movements were calm and precise as he chopped vegetables, heated the pan, and began cooking.

While he worked, his system spoke up.

[Host, the Guildmaster of Dawn Guild in Soando Island has been trying to reach you. He wants to thank you and reward you for protecting the island.]

Seojun let out a small sigh. "Keeping their mouths shut is enough."

[They did shut their mouths. When the media interviewed them, they didn't say anything—especially about the ant beast and slimes.]

Seojun nodded as he flipped the food in the pan. "Good. I order the Ant Queen to manage her territory properly, since the people in that island is trusting them.]

The system chuckled.

[Oh, and one more thing, Host. They started creating an ant beast statue.]

Seojun paused for a moment, staring at the food. "...A statue?"

[Yes! Well, Since your identity is confidential They're honoring the ant beast instead,]

Seojun sighed and shook his head. "They trust them too much... Well, as long as the Ant Queen keeps her offsprings under control."