[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-goblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op":3,"chapter-goblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-goblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-chapter-145":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Goblin King: My Innate Skill Is OP",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1335838,1780,"Chapter 145: Backstory","goblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-chapter-145",145,"\u003Cp>\"No. Zarah is not. I am the only one in this clan who is...was human.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I exhaled heavily, my hand rising to gesture in a sweep that felt almost theatrical, though the weight in my chest was anything but.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How did this happen? Not once... not once did I ever imagine something like this,\" I muttered, the words more for myself than for her, spoken into the silence as if I might make sense of them if I heard them aloud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Flogga didn’t speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She simply stood there, steady as stone, letting my confusion hang in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turned fully to face her, eyes narrowing, voice lower now, deliberate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did you also die... and then find yourself in this world?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes,\" she said simply, without hesitation. Then, with a strange steadiness that almost unnerved me, she added, \"I got hit by a truck on my way back from work.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But wait...what did she say...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Work?\" I asked, the word catching in my throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My voice softened, edged with disbelief as I pressed further:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What kind of work did you do?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I worked in a hospital,\" she revealed, her lips pulling back into a toothy grin that looked far too casual for the kind of revelation she was dropping on me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The word shot out of me, flat and disbelieving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she added, her tone calm, almost matter-of-fact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As a nurse.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time I shouted, louder, my voice echoing against the stone walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My hands flew to my head, clutching at my temples as if I could keep my thoughts from boiling over. My skull felt hot, as though every new detail she gave was stoking a fire inside my mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I started pacing, my feet carrying me back and forth across the uneven ground, each step heavier than the last.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is this... what is happening?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I muttered, half to her, half to myself, my voice breaking under the sheer absurdity of it all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The questions piled in, crowding my chest until I could barely breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was going on? Was this some cruel trick?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some elaborate prank from Drugar to test my sanity? Or had I finally lost my grip on what was real and what wasn’t?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I forced myself to stop, my pacing halting abruptly, and I turned my head sharply toward Flogga.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your reaction is understandable,\" she said evenly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This twist had come out of nowhere, blindsiding me so hard I could barely think straight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flogga’s voice cut into my spiraling thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When I came here, I also started as a Chosen. My ability was calledDivine Touch. It was a healing skill, but not just ordinary healing. It was so powerful I could bring back the dead with it. No graveyard needed. Just a touch, and life would return to a lifeless body.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stopped breathing for a second. My mind snagged hard on her words.What the hell kind of innate skill was that?That wasn’t just strong — that sounded broken. Overpowered to the point of absurdity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What rank was it?\" I asked quickly, my voice sharper than I intended, as though the answer might finally give me something solid to stand on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flogga’s brow lifted ever so slightly, her expression shifting into one of mild confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Rank?\" she repeated, her tone flat, as if the word itself meant nothing to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Rank... like A, SSS, B, D, E?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I explained, trying to put it in the simplest terms I could. Surely she had to know what I meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Flogga only shook her head slightly. \"I do not understand what you are talking about, Chief.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I frowned hard, my thoughts tightening into knots. How could she not understand? Every Chosen I’d encountered had the system. It wasn’t just common — it was the foundation of everything. Which meant... if she was truly a Chosen, then she should have had one as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The system,\" I pressed, leaning toward her, my voice lowering as if the word itself carried weight. \"Do you have that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes didn’t flicker with recognition, not even the faintest hint of understanding. Instead, she tilted her head slightly. \"What is a system?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The answer hit me hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had no idea what I was talking about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why would she not know about the system?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it possible she came here under different rules?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Chief,\" Flogga said suddenly, her voice breaking through my storm of questions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes were locked onto me with a prodding, almost demanding look, as though she could see the gears turning in my head and wanted to pin me down before I spun too far into confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I forced myself to wave the question aside, burying it for later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were already too many riddles gnawing at me, and pressing her harder wouldn’t get me the answers..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So,\" I said carefully, steadying my tone, \"what happened after you first arrived here? What did you do with your ability, and how did you lose it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flogga exhaled heavily, her chest rising and falling as if just dredging up the memories took effort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weight in her eyes told me enough — this wasn’t a story she shared lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she began, her voice low but steady:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When I appeared, I was placed within a clan. And with that ability, with the mark carved into my shoulder, I found myself in a position of power almost instantly. I didn’t even need to useDivine Touch. Just the sight of the mark was enough. The clan chief at the time, along with the others, treated me as if I were some living deity.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lips pulled thin, and for a heartbeat, I thought I caught a shadow of bitterness. \"But it didn’t last. Another Chosen found me, and in that clash... I was killed. When I came back, my ability was gone. Just like that. Stripped away as if it had never been mine to begin with.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I kept my silence, letting her continue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Long story short, I was the only one who survived the destruction of that clan. Alone, stripped of everything, I did whatever it took to keep living. I hid when I had to, fought when I couldn’t avoid it, and tried not to die in the process. It was... difficult.\" Her voice faltered just slightly, but she pressed on. \"Eventually, I found another clan. By luck or fate, its leader was also a Chosen. He took me in. We became mates.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes dropped for a moment, softer now. \"But he died. Many of them died. Always dying. And I... I survived. Again and again, I survived. I kept moving forward, did whatever I could for the ones left, for the children, for the grandchildren. But no matter what I tried, our numbers dwindled. Year after year, the faces disappeared, until annihilation seemed certain.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flogga finally lifted her gaze back to me, her expression unreadable, though her words carried a quiet finality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Until you arrived.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1169,"2026-06-05T20:04:08.077Z",1,"novelbin.me","17be685aa6349b02f5707512977032501f3607f4384d7dbedc0573b863cacd9c","goblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-chapter-146","goblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-chapter-144",375,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fgoblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-cover.jpg"]