The Lone SF Transmigrator in the Otherworld Forum

Though he had been full of expectations, Karlstein could not help but be disappointed.

[I’mThePirateKing: you telling me to wait?]

{RulerofDawn: There’s no need to be hasty. Please be a little more patient.]

He had participated in similar gatherings before. It was also the day he recruited Selena. The difference this time was that it was a bit more cautious and secretive.

Not that it would matter once his main account started working again.

[I’mThePirateKing: do I really gotta wait?]

{RulerofDawn: The gathering will be held a month from now.]

How meticulous. Not easily falling for provocations either. Though this made him even more curious… as someone who wanted to alleviate his boredom, it was quite deflating for Karlstein.

Alrighty then. Whatever you people are, I’ll make good use of you.

Hah. Let’s see what you’ve got.

Fortunately, he did have something to do while waiting for the gathering.

Karlstein realized that this dark space where nothing could be seen was within his mental landscape.

That being the case…

Karlstein began to concentrate on observing his mental landscape.

Thump-

Thump-

He faintly heard a heartbeat, despite being in a bodiless state.

Karlstein maintained his focus without relaxing.

Thump-

Thump-

Fwrrsh-

The sound became an image, starting to take a concrete form in his mental landscape. It was not particularly difficult since he had done it before.

It’s a heart after all… I guess?

A burning, pulsating black heart manifested in his mental landscape. Karlstein realized that this heart represented Kameira’s transcendent power.

Kameira’s power, a burning heart in the mental landscape.

Delroa’s power, a giant eyeball in the mental landscape.

Of course, he could not manifest Delroa’s power, probably because he was in hibernation.

Now I just need to make this heart mine and fuse its power with Delroa’s.

Even Karlstein did not know how long it would take.

But it’s a process I must complete.

While it was clear that any normal human would go mad in this process, fortunately, that did not apply to him. Even if it was uncertain whether he could handle the power of two Single Numbers…

I can’t let their sacrifices be in vain.

He would manage it somehow.

Karlstein gradually immersed himself in observing, dissecting, and controlling the heart.

Thump-

As time passed, the heart’s form became more concrete, and now he could even do this—

Tsss-

Karlstein drew a single spark from the burning black heart.

Fwrsh-

The black flame was neither hot nor cold, but Karlstein did not let his guard down.

Hoo…

The black flame seemed to embody the viscous, maddening vitality of Kaiju. As it subsided, a small speck remained within.

Thump- Fwrsh-

As Karlstein focused on the tiny speck against the backdrop of the burning heart.

Writhe-

The speck began to divide, replicate, and gradually grow larger.

Writhe-

Finally, it grew into a lump of flesh about the size of a fist. An infinite vitality condensed within it could be felt.

Hoo…

Kameira’s power was not limited to merely recovery. It was a power that controlled life force itself, similar to creation.

Considering how it had produced numerous Double Numbering entities, this current level was utterly insignificant. Still…

It’s easier than before.

Was it because of his experience with Delroa? It was much easier to handle compared to the past.

Hoo…

But it was still difficult to control.

Karlstein took more black flames from the heart and covered the flesh with it.

Fwrsh- Fwrrsh-

Eventually, though lacking in detail, it began to take on a form resembling a human body.

Karlstein felt cold sweat forming, despite not having a physical body.

It’s not easy, but it’s definitely doable.

Good. More.

More refined. Clearer. Stronger.

Karlstein lost track of time.

Fwrsh-

Looking at the body borne of black flames, he was confident of his success.

He had created nothing but a single body…

I can’t see the limits of its life force.

But his creation contained immense potential.

The practice was worth it, haha.

With practice, even handling transcendent powers became more familiar. Though Aria viewed this process as very dangerous and did not recommend it.

But to hunt all the other Single Numbers in the future, I need to get used to it.

Karlstein entered the body he had created in his mental landscape.

Thump.

Separate from the burning black heart behind him, he could feel a heart beating in his chest.

Although there were some aspects that fell short of a human body…

Thump.

The immense life force had the power to make the impossible possible.

He checked for any abnormalities by moving his body.

Ohh.

Though crude compared to his original body, the infinite vitality borne of transcendent power certainly was impressive.

If I refine it a bit more…

But as Karlstein was rejoicing in this small success—

Pzt- Pzzt-

He heard the sound of an opening spatial rift.

Huh? A rift?

This was inside his mental landscape. It should not be possible.

At that moment, something suddenly appeared as space shattered before his eyes.

“You…?”

Peek-

Wriggle wriggle.

The thing that squeezed through the spatial gap was struggling, kicking its legs to pull itself out.

When he helped a little by manipulating the mental landscape.

Pop-

A platinum-colored egg popped out.

“After sleeping for so long…?”

Karlstein was truly bewildered. This was evidently not a physical space, but a mental world. Naturally, it should be impossible for others to come and go here.

Scurry-

The platinum-colored egg had small baby legs and small platinum-colored wings on its back.

The egg approached the body Karlstein had created for practice, rubbing against it and fluttering its wings.

What in the…

People commonly blanked out upon witnessing something impossible. Karlstein was in a similar state right now.

“How…”

Wriggle wriggle-

How? There was no point in questioning an egg that could not even speak.

Karlstein subconsciously picked up the platinum-colored egg.

Come to think of it, isn’t this thing connected to Prohiden?

“What the heck are—“

At that moment, a dazzling light burst from the egg.

Flash-

His vision changed completely.

***

“Ugh…”

Karlstein’s head throbbed.

“What’s going on…”

Upon barely regaining his senses, he looked around and gaped in bewilderment.

“This is…”

A tiny, cramped room. A stuffy smell that hinted at daily life.

Though somewhat organized, the untidy surroundings left Karlstein speechless. The space was too familiar. Especially when he saw the books scattered on the bed, his mind could not keep up.

Galactic Heroes Chronicles, a novel series consisting of 52 volumes in 4 parts.

He turned to look at his reflection in the half-broken full-length mirror.

Black hair. Black eyes. A toned body. Handsome features.

…Me?

While the reflection clearly matched the appearance of Karlstein, he momentarily hesitated to call it *himself—*he could not remember what he looked like in his previous life.

The confusion in his eyes showed how hard it was to take in this situation.

But then a thought struck him.

Th-this isn’t the time to be confused.

Karlstein hastily put on some clothes and rushed out of the room.

Thud.

The scene outside the door matched the memories of his previous life.

The place his feet unconsciously led him to, the place he reached using his tireless body… was Hanmaeum Hospital.

With trembling hands, he opened the main entrance and quickened his pace.

Building B, Room 404.

Click-

“Soyeon!”

He burst into the hospital room. Though he could not remember his own name from his previous life, he could not forget the name Soyeon.

Swish-

His eyes trembled as he violently pushed aside the privacy curtain.

Beep- Bee-beep-

“Soyeon?”

The bed where someone should have been, with a respirator attached, was empty.

Suddenly…

“Who are you to have come here…?”

A nurse entered through the open door, cautiously throwing a question.

Karlstein could not answer. His mind was too confused.

“Huh? Patient Soyeon…?”

He could sympathize with the nurse’s confusion behind him. After all, Soyeon, his only sister, could not leave the hospital bed on her own.

Bee-beep- Bee-beep-

Moreover, the respirator, IV, and catheter were scattered about, having lost their purpose. If Soyeon had left the bed with someone’s help, these aids would not be scattered like this.

“Excuse me! Did you perhaps see patient Soyeon…?”

Karlstein had no time to answer the nurse’s questions.

Where on earth…?

Pausing for a moment, he took in the situation with newfound clarity.

The life he had abandoned—the one he thought was lost forever, even by the standards of science fiction—lay before him once more. All this time, he had been too scared to even think about his sister, burying her deep within his heart.

And yet, from all appearances, even the time period seemed unchanged from the moment he had transmigrated.

But the problem here… was that his sister, Soyeon, was nowhere to be found.

Just as he was about to leave, something caught his eye.

Why is that…?

Galactic Heroes Chronicles. Had Soyeon read that?

But finding her was the most urgent—

Karlstein came to a standstill as he was about to turn and leave. Something out of place flashed through his mind.

Volume 53…?

He was certain that CGH was only published up to volume 52 in 4 parts. There could not be a volume 53.

CGH was not something he could overlook, being the original work of the world he transmigrated into.

Karlstein hurriedly picked up volume 53. As he began to read it, his eyes trembled violently as if caught in a storm.

“What is this…”

He could not believe his /genesisforsaken