Chapter 1

Multidimensional Transcendent Gallery

Could liking something too much be a sin?

There is a famous quote from some internet streamer about that, but I don't think my case has much to do with it.

I simply liked one novel very much.

A novel that, despite being cursed at every day for milking itself for money, steadfastly completed its grand journey of 3,750 chapters in the end.

If finishing it was a crime, then I was a 42-time offender.

Because I read it through 42 times.

It wasn't as if I ever wrote some massive super-feedback post or anything.

I never left malicious comments either, and became a more devoted fan of the work than anyone else.

If there was one flaw, it was merely that I occasionally got into discussions with other readers about power balance...

I don't think that alone was some grave wrongdoing.

If anything, the real problem was the obnoxious bastards who brought up arguments unrelated to the facts established in the story.

But it seems I must have been punished.

I have no idea what my crime was, but one thing is certain: I was punished.

Otherwise, there is no way I would have possessed an ordinary person with not a single ability in a setting overflowing with all kinds of transcendents, right?

And this is already my third year.

I live in a world filled with hunters, mages, knights, espers, martial artists, cultivators, and all sorts of others.

As an ordinary person with absolutely nothing.

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"This is fucking miserable. Seriously."

In a world overflowing with supernatural abilities and magic, I live as a mere mortal.

On top of that, I possessed some orphan in this world, so I have no money, no connections, nothing.

Naturally, the way I'm treated is absolute garbage.

Today, I made a delivery to a neighborhood where ability users live and had to travel using the freight elevator.

Being treated like a piece of cargo when you're a human being feels truly fucking awful...

And even after spending my days like that, I only earn enough to barely stay alive.

In that cesspit, this is my one and only pleasure.

[ Heavenly Palace vs Dragon Palace Balanced Tier List by Rank ] [139] Recommendations 718

[ TOP 13 Strongest Races of the Seventh Dimension ] [64] Recommendations 662

[ TOP 20 Strongest Special Constitutions by Immortal Clan Standards ] [83] Recommendations 1045

"It's really blowing up."

Browsing forums.

It's far too pathetic to call a hobby, but there is genuinely nothing else I can do.

You can get this much dopamine without spending money?

Even if I washed my eyes and looked everywhere, I couldn't find another hobby like it.

Of course, this 'hobby' required a few resources.

First, the ability to bait people.

And I could cover that with the bit of experience I'd already built up in my previous life.

Second, knowledge about this world.

Having looked through this world 42 times, I have a perfect grasp of it.

These two conditions might seem easy at first glance, but they are difficult to fulfill.

Since I possess both, this hobby called 'stirring up power-scaling fights on forums' suited me extremely well.

-Anon*112.74) Ah fuck why the hell are the Xenosis only 9th lol Isn't putting them below Humans seriously bullshit? The Revolte Empire that's supposed to be the peak of humanity got their asses kicked by the Xenosis Alliance?

ㄴOP) 1. The main reason Revolte fell was civil war 2. What the Xenosis Allied Forces occupied was the southern hemisphere rebel garrison

ㄴOP) Refute it with official records from the Akashic Records or individual World Tree networks, go

ㄴAnon*335.55) Absolutely~~~~~~crushed by logic hahahahahaha

-Cheon Yeonhwa) To insult the Patriarchs in such a manner, do you truly not fear the heavens?

ㄴOP) Never insulted them. If you want to point out something that's wrong, refute it based on the Hall of Myriad Spirits or the Veritable Records of the Heavenly Palace, go

ㄴCheon Yeonhwa) youscoundrelbeneathallheavendoyouthinkthepatriarchswilljustletyoube

ㄴOP) They've left me alone for three years though?

ㄴAnon*221.66) hahahahahahahahahahaha

ㄴAnon*11.59) Looking at that guy's posts, he's a Supervising Spirit from the Human Realm branch of the Heavenly Palace lol Must not have been in the Palace long, his loyalty is fucking insane

-Hyeondo) I cannot understand how the True Yang Scarlet Constitution is only ranked 16th, fellow Daoist.

ㄴOP) By Hall of Myriad Spirits standards, there are way too few immortals with the True Yang Scarlet Constitution who reach Golden Immortal or above. I know it gives advantages in combat, but it has too many drawbacks in cultivation.

ㄴHyeondo) But is this not a ranking of strength?

ㄴOP) The one who survives is strong, yeah. If you get stuck because you can't advance your realm and then die to a lightning tribulation, is that really strong?

ㄴHyeondo) Indeed, there is reason in your words. I spoke only of temporary strength and weakness without seeing the Great Dao. My view was narrow.

ㄴAnon*16.77) As expected, these Dao freaks sure talk politely...

ㄴAnon*618.553) If their actions were as polite as their words, ordinary people wouldn't be getting their hearts ripped out and dying every damn day lol

"...No need to answer the rest."

I skimmed through the comments on the power-balance and tier-list posts I had uploaded.

After replying briefly to a few that stood out, the atmosphere settled down on its own.

At least within the public opinion I'd built up over the past three years, there was no one capable of beating me.

It couldn't be helped.

I know almost everything about this world.

Of course, I can't know every single minor incident, but when it comes to knowledge of the big picture, there is no one on my level.

Because I know the complete official canon spanning the past, present, and future.

At least so far, it has never been wrong, and someone as insignificant as me has no chance of causing a butterfly effect in this world.

Therefore, at least in power-balance debates like these, the possibility of anyone defeating me is zero.

...Of course, there are still people who refuse to concede until the very end.

That just means they're wrong.

At least so far, I've never received a counterargument I could accept.

"Sigh. But what's the point of winning this stuff..."

After rolling around on my bed like that for a few minutes, reality suddenly hit me hard.

No matter how much I ranked those lofty beings on some internet forum, I was nothing more than a Grade 4 citizen of Haedong Nation (for reference, the next rank down is slave) working as a delivery rider...

My current life wasn't metaphorically a cesspit. It genuinely was one.

Of course, the day after lamenting my life like this, if I found a topic that looked interesting, I'd probably be making another tier list.

Without even that kind of fun, I couldn't see any way to endure this difficult life.

My life before possession was far better.

In this world, powerless people with rotten backgrounds weren't even given a chance to rise in status or make a name for themselves.

"It'd be nice if I suddenly heard a ding- like this and awakened on the spot."

Of course, this is a setting where depending on the form of awakening, something like a 'status window' might not appear.

Still, more than half of awakenings not derived from bloodlines come with one.

I counted to three in my head, then shouted into empty air.

"Status window! Status windooooow!!!"

...

Of course, there was no response.

It would be ridiculous for there to suddenly be one now.

How many times had I shouted those words since coming to this world?

So I simply cracked open a can of beer and lay down to sleep.

With a pleasant buzz, drowsiness slowly crept over me.

Another utterly unremarkable day would end like any other.

Ding-!

"...Huh."

Then the sudden alarm sound briefly roused my consciousness as it was drifting far away.

Of course, this alarm wasn't announcing that I had become an Ultra-SSS-Rank Hunter.

It was just the notification sound from my smartwear.

"What is it? I turned off all my notifications."

Still, it wasn't as though I had anywhere that would contact me.

The only strange thing was that I'd turned off virtually every notification, including the community app's.

What the hell was this notification?

A hologram projected from my wrist.

The lines written across the blue screen gave me a somewhat unexpected impression.

"...A message?"

For the record, it wasn't some MMS.

They were lines of text whose source and purpose were completely unknown.

[ Wow, are you Oz? ]

[ This worked, right? ]

[ What dimension and where the hell are you that I can't track you even once? ]

...???

What the hell is this supposed to mean?

Oz is my nickname.

It's the nickname I used before being possessed, and the one I still use afterward.

But while I understood the words that followed, at the same time I didn't understand them.

The 'dimension' being referred to here was probably conceptually different from the so-called zero-, one-, two-, and three-dimensional point-line-plane-solid system.

In this world, where the concept of a multiverse is clearly established, a dimension is basically equivalent to a country.

Nth Dimension, ○○ Galaxy, ■■ System, □□ Planet.

It feels something like a street address.

Of course, no one actually feels any sort of national identity on the dimensional level, but anyway.

The concept of dimensions isn't exactly secret knowledge, so even ordinary citizens of a normal country on this relatively remote planet know about it.

They know that this place belongs to the Second Dimension.

"...Another dimension?"

In other words, this message had been sent from at least another dimension.

And that was... somewhat impossible.

The 'community' I'd been using until just moments ago was a communications network woven together through the authority of an Absolute-God-class transcendent.

I could say with certainty that there were almost no methods for one individual to send an interdimensional message directly to another.

And on top of that, tracking me?

[ Hey, just wait a sec, I'll invite you ]

But the message arrived faster than I could dwell on those questions.

It came before I could even respond.

Chime-

After another notification sounded from my watch.

A new app had been added, with an icon very similar to yet distinctly different from that of the community I normally used.

[ Multidimensional Transcendent Gallery ]

"..."

It was an extremely straightforward name.