[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian":3,"chapter-surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-chapter-805":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Surviving the Game as a Barbarian",{"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},1327825,1764,"Chapter 805: Doomsday (2)","surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-chapter-805",805,"\u003Cp>[Star’s Proxy].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the authority Sven Parab obtained when he stayed behind in the burning temple, ready to die, to help the others escape—an event that resembled an “awakening.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After various experiments, we’d concluded that Sven Parab had somehow acquired the rare Sage-blooded bonus, something only Saints could obtain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We still hadn’t figured out what kind of skill [Star’s Proxy] was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So then, what were its activation conditions?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with my extensive gameplay experience, I’d never seen this skill before. It was a power granted directly by a god.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surely, it was a skill that would be immensely helpful in the journey ahead, so I’d tried every possible means to activate it even back in the city—but failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I even thought maybe it could only be used inside the dungeon and planned to test it once we entered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that wasn’t the condition either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It just suddenly activated...?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Star’s Proxy] had triggered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Proof?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dazzling silver light was radiating from Sven Parab’s body in real-time...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fufufu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...and he was even speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s been a while, Bjorn Yandel.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice was the same, but everything about the tone made it clear—this was someone entirely different from Sven Parab.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To think I’d get to see you give up. I’ve witnessed something truly remarkable, albeit unintentionally.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hand raised to cover the mouth, the twisting posture, the gentle expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even the greatest of heroes have moments where they crumble. You’ve done well.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The collection of these subtle traits gave off an undeniably feminine impression, and combined with the fact that Sven Parab was a paladin, all evidence pointed to one being.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No way... Reatlas?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing my question, Sven Parab simply covered his mouth and chuckled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fufu...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That laugh was the answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t know how it had happened, but Reatlas had descended into Sven Parab’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A descent-type skill...?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if that were the case, something didn’t add up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even when players job-changed their characters into Saints and triggered “descents,” it only ever let them borrow divine powers—not possess the player’s body directly like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'...But is that really important right now?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless questions sprang to mind, but I chose to ask the most urgent one first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can you resolve this situation?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was there a way for us to survive?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To that question, Sven Parab—no, Reatlas—smiled softly and replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who knows?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...What?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I wouldn’t have come if there weren’t.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ah, my heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s not much I can do. But even so, the situation looks fairly favorable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right as she finished saying that—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Screeeeech—!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sniktura let out a monstrous cry as her one-minute cooldown ended and she rose again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hup!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a rather out-of-place-sounding shout, Reatlas raised her palm...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fwooooosh—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thick, translucent wall of silver light appeared between us and Sniktura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOOOOM—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sniktura lunged with a full-body slam like she didn’t know what the hell this thing was, but the translucent barrier didn’t budge an inch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reatlas (still in Sven Parab’s body) had casually performed a miracle—trapping a Grade One monster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She shrugged, turned to us, and winked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How long can it hold?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Long enough to save your lives.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[KRAAAAAAAAH—!!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sniktura shrieked in rage, her eerie cry echoing as she thrashed within the barrier—but we no longer had a reason to worry about her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because something far more unbelievable had suddenly appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is... is that really Lady Reatlas...? I-I mean, is it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fufu...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I-I can’t believe this... T-The Twilight Star shall guide us all...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Our companions were crossing themselves in disbelief at the divine miracle before them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But not all were reverent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one who showed anger was none other than Beleg, who had just awakened from healing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is it really... you, Reatlas...?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet after everything we had seen, there was no need for her to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regardless of a response, Beleg continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Why? Why did that child have to die? Was that the destiny you decreed?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Again, Reatlas said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She merely gazed at him with eyes filled with sorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps it was that gaze—those unspoken emotions—that further provoked his anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Answer me! If you truly are the goddess who governs fate... then speak!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beleg raised his voice, shaking with emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But regrettably, he didn’t get to finish his words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because while questions alone might have been tolerable—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BAM—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly lunged forward with his front foot, looking ready to pounce.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Urgh...!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one who slammed him to the ground wasn’t me, but Kaislan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Don’t be disrespectful. All our lives now hang on that one’s will.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I understand you have questions. I, too, have lost people. But surely even you must know—she is not the one to question.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then I’ll take your silence as understanding and let you go. But don’t make a mistake. Got it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaislan released him, but Beleg remained on the ground, not even trying to get up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared into the void with empty eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To say I didn’t feel pity would be a lie...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Whether this is a descent or whatever, a power like that probably won’t last long.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as the situation was resolved, Reatlas would likely leave Sven Parab’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So before that—there was one thing I had to confirm among the countless questions I had.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s the activation condition for that authority?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“B-Bjorn!! Y-You can’t just ask Lady Reatlas something like that—!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...What’s she even on about?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t mind her. Just answer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Do you really want to know? It might be better if you didn’t.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coming from a goddess—especially one associated with fate—that sounded ominously significant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even so—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...I still want to know.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If ignorance is bliss, then bliss is just a painkiller.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All it does is delay the agony. It doesn’t solve anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If that’s your choice.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Reatlas spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This authority allows me to intervene in the real world only when Sven Parab is fated to die with certainty.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...That was the condition?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder it never activated back in the city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then why say it’s better not to know?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The moment Sven Parab becomes aware of the condition, activating this authority becomes dozens of times harder.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...What?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s not enough time to explain in detail, but to put it simply—once he consciously recognizes the condition, he’ll begin to rely on this power. That creates two coexisting fates. And I cannot intervene in an uncertain fate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That explanation made zero sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe it showed on my face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fufu, I did say it was difficult to explain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you don’t ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) understand, just memorize this: from the moment Sven Parab understands the condition, activating this authority becomes dozens of times harder. Got it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Memorized.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good boy, good boy...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reatlas smiled like she was talking to a child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was disconcerting to see her acting like that in Sven Parab’s body...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s something I must tell you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fate is called fate because it inevitably arrives.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you trying to say?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Right now, Sven Parab has changed his fate. And along with him, many others who were fated to die today have survived.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...So? Speak plainly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The fate avoided today will inevitably return to all of you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Are you saying we’ll all die eventually anyway?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well, why do you assume it’s ‘all’ of you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bjorn Yandel, even if I hadn’t intervened, you wouldn’t have fallen here today. You might have faltered for a moment, but eventually, you would have found your resolve and struggled to the bitter end.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So what’s your point?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reatlas gave a deeply complicated smile but didn’t say another word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, her voice echoed inside my mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seven people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Remember this, Bjorn Yandel. Seven people escaped death here today. Sooner or later, that fate will return to them.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Raise him well. He resembles me more than any other human.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[And who knows—if he grows and grows, until he truly becomes one of a different class...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[He may be able to change not only his own fate, but that of others as well.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With those final thoughts, Reatlas spoke aloud once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well, then. It’s over.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Over?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fufu. Until next time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that abrupt farewell, Sven Parab’s body crumpled to the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'...That wasn’t even three minutes.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sniktura still had at least two more minutes before she died.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOOM—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike before, every time Sniktura slammed the barrier, cracks began to spread across it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Judging by the speed and size of the cracks, four or five more hits would shatter it completely...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'She just left like that?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I asked how long it could hold, Reatlas clearly said long enough for all of us to survive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So what the hell was this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was she just bullshitting earlier?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such blasphemous thoughts crossed my mind when—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>KZZZZT—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The previously sealed door opened, and a familiar voice came through the supposedly broken speaker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was distorted with static, but still recognizable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Ah... ah... Can—Can you hear me?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Auyen...?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[P-Please come out, quickly!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With those words, everything made sense, and my body went slack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So that’s how this ends...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once we retrieved the fallen Sven Parab and escaped the lab—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOOOOM—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sniktura, who had finally shattered the barrier, lunged at us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THUUUUUUUD—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door closed just in time, barely blocking her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She kept slamming her head against the door, but the thing didn’t budge. It looked like we were safe now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Phew...! Thank goodness I wasn’t too late!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the voice continued, I quickly looked up and asked,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Auyen, what happened?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We hadn’t brought him into the boss room. We’d left him up top. So how was he speaking through the speaker?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t tell me you got into the control room?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[I-I don’t know if it’s the control room, but...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can you see inside the lab with the devices in there?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Yes! I can see it clearly!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then it is the control room. But how the hell did he get in there?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The explanation was surprisingly simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Just as you said, I waited up top until it was over, but then all the doors around me suddenly started opening and closing. I thought something was wrong, so I went through one of the open doors.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Apparently, as we trashed everything down here, some malfunction must’ve triggered something above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s not unreasonable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We’d planned to take Arta and come back up to access the control room anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Once I got inside, I could see everything going on. Then I heard you shouting to open the door, and I just started messing with every device I could. Eventually, it opened—and the speaker came on too!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A string of unexpected coincidences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I couldn’t call it mere coincidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeah... this was how it was meant to happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even without [Star’s Proxy], events likely would’ve played out like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We’d have fought desperately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seven people would have died, just like Reatlas said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then the door would’ve finally opened, letting us barely escape that cursed lab.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vibration from the wall made me turn my head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once more, the voice echoed from the speaker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[It’s still rampaging in there. M-Maybe you should come up just in case?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, we’ll be fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Sh-Should I come down then?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No. You stay up there for now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Understood.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even after the conversation ended, the periodic thuds continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOOM—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How long did it go on?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, the timing of the hits grew faster—more violent—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—and then it stopped altogether.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had she finally died?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t even need to wonder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You can feel it, crystal clear, when a Grade One monster dies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Sniktura has been slain. EXP +9.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sniktura was dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[...It—it’s down, Captain!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that double confirmation, there was no room for doubt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite everything...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We’d slain a Grade One monster with zero casualties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Essence...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I almost asked whether we got one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I barely held it back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Auyen, open the door.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeah—something like that, I had to see for myself.\u003C\u002Fp>",1991,"2026-06-05T19:33:20.366Z",1,"novelbin.me","6811076e48563dd1f8c8c897bed23c6915b62b5902c3f7db6f4f09f4140dc938","surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-chapter-806","surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-chapter-804",807,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsurviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-cover.jpg"]