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Chapter 481: Chapter 481 New Undead
Still holding the lump of flesh in one hand, Michael narrowed his eyes.
He figured... if the monster had the power to permanently kill Awakeners in the Land of Origin—a place where immortality was supposed the norm—then it stood to reason it might also have a method to avoid death itself.
Of course, it was also possible that wasn’t the case.
Maybe the monster’s effect had simply been an anomaly. A side effect of its taboo nature or some strange interaction between skills.
But even if it turned out to be useless, Michael still wanted it.
He would rather possess a weapon that others might have—than be the one without it.
It wasn’t like he was actually planning to kill other Awakeners.
And so far... he hadn’t even met one.
It had been three months since he first stepped foot into the Land of Origin, and not once had he encountered another Awakened from Aurora. Not even by accident.
That in itself was strange.
Back in his origin world, Awakeners numbered in the tens of thousands. With how many had likely entered the Land of Origin by now, it stood to reason he should have at least crossed paths with one.
But nothing.
No signs. No traces.
Sometimes, he wondered if the world was just that vast... or if something else was going on entirely.
Of course, it was also very possible he had met one—he just hadn’t realized it.
He wasn’t going around with a flashing title that said "Awakened," and he doubted anyone else was either.
Michael himself had encountered countless individuals in this world already.
Who’s to say one of them wasn’t an Awakener too?
Maybe even someone just like him, hiding their class, building strength quietly.𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺
Still.
If he was being honest with himself...
Michael would prefer not to meet another Awakener at all.
Not yet.
Because when that time came—when another person from Aurora finally stood before him in this world—it would no longer feel like his place.
Right now, there was something... comforting in the illusion that he was the only outsider.
And he liked that feeling.
Michael exhaled slowly.
Then, without further hesitation, he knelt and laid the lump of flesh on the grass before him.
His fingers moved in practiced precision as he began to trace a small magic circle with mana.
A whisper of power flickered between his hands as he activated the skill.
[Undead Revival]
A pulse of dark mana surged.
Michael narrowed his eyes, maintaining the channel.
Then—
The flesh convulsed violently.
Moments later, the mana fully settled.
The light from the magic circle dimmed and then vanished entirely, drawn into the newly revived creature.
Silence returned to the forest.
Michael stood and stepped back.
It was done.
The lump of flesh was no longer just a corpse. It had returned.
And as he’d half expected... it still looked mostly the same.
This did not bother Michael.
All that mattered was that he succeeded.
Michael smiled and with expectation, turned to quickly check the skills of the monster.
This was what he was most interested in.
Surprisingly, the skills of the creature wasn’t much.
There were only five skills.
appeared before him, projected in cool blue. His lips parted slightly as he read the first one.
[Parasite – Advanced Mastery]
Allows the undead to anchor its consciousness inside a host creature, living or dead.
Once embedded, it can assume full control.
The parasite can leave at any time, and the host may not even realize they were ever compromised.
Michael’s eyes narrowed.
[Mind Latch – Advanced Mastery]
Establishes invisible mental threads with living creatures.
Commands can be issued through these threads
Limit is dependent on the user’s mental capacity.
But then came the most terrifying one.
[Consciousness Erasure – Advanced Mastery]Targets a creature’s consciousness.
At advanced mastery, Upon success, the victim’s consciousness can be wiped clean—rendering the body an empty vessel.
Michael immediately recognized two of the core skills.
Mind Latch.
Consciousness Erasure.
His heart clenched faintly at the sight of them—not from fear, but memory.
So that was it...
That was how it worked.
Reading the detailed descriptions now, it all made sense.
Mind Latch was how the monster had manipulated others .
As for Consciousness Erasure, that was what it had used to create puppets.
No wonder the system had screamed at him to self-terminate.
This skill didn’t just kill the body.
It deleted the self.
The soul and consciousness were often spoken of separately, but in reality, they were deeply intertwined.
The soul... it was the source, the anchor that synchronized an awakener"a dual existence—the body in the real world, and the projection in the Land of Origin. It linked both states of being.l
But the consciousness? That was the mind. The controller. The essence of who someone was.
And if either the soul or consciousness was destroyed, then that was it.
That was true death.
Worse, the system’s Immortality Perk wouldn’t even activate in such a case.
Why?
Because it couldn’t.
The perk relied on death On loss.
But if the consciousness was erased completely—if there was nothing left to "bring back"—then what could be revived?
A broken body?
An empty shell?
No. The system could not function without a self to attach to.
Michael shuddered slightly at the implication. That was why it had bypassed the system’s safeguards. It hadn’t killed him the traditional way.
It had tried to overwrite him.
Sneaky and terrifying. And almost successful.
Then there was the other skill.
One he had also seen in action.
Parasite.
He hadn’t fully understood it at the time, but now the memory returned.
The image of a grotesque mass of black tentacles that acted as a body for the lump of flesh in the floor.
Michael exhaled, the memory darkening his eyes.
That was three skills accounted for.
He looked back at the panel.
Two more.
[Memory Harvest – Advanced Mastery]
Upon contact with a corpse or stunned target, the user absorbs memories.
The fresher the mind, the clearer the details.