[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-problematic-child-of-the-magic-tower":3,"chapter-the-problematic-child-of-the-magic-tower-the-problematic-child-of-the-magic-tower-chapter-182":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The Problematic Child of the Magic Tower",{"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},1334878,1778,"Chapter 182","the-problematic-child-of-the-magic-tower-chapter-182",182,"\u003Cp>[Translator - Night]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Proofreader - Gun]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chapter 182: Ghosts (5)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What is a world?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The interpretation of this question varies slightly depending on the group or individual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For some, the world was the utopia they had always longed for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For others, it was the scenery they yearned for but could never see again, claiming that was the true essence of the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet others believed that the convictions they had protected throughout their lives were the most valuable and beautiful representation of the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The important thing was that anyone who wielded magic carried a world of their own within their hearts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The question was whether it was possible to pull that world, which existed only in the mind or heart, into reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the standard for being classified as a \"Master\"—a 7th-level magic user.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wooong, wooong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The steady pulses of magical power reverberated in his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar watched as the countless spikes hurtling toward him came to a halt mid-air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Yeah… this feeling.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like observing frozen time alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sensation that was both familiar and alien, like revisiting the streets he had roamed during his childhood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amidst this strange yet nostalgic sensation, Oscar organized his thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘There are three steps required to liberate a world.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first was, of course, completing one's own world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This alone was a massive hurdle—a seemingly insurmountable wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, merely thinking, \"I wish my world were like this,\" was nowhere near enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘…A world, as I see it, is a manifestation of desire and longing.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liberation was ultimately the act of expressing one's desires in their purest form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words, to complete one’s own world, one had to first understand themselves perfectly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘What do I desire?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of person am I?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What do I like and dislike?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What parts of myself have I tried to ignore or deny throughout my life?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only by fully comprehending oneself through deep introspection could one become the master of their own world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was no wonder that countless 6th-level magic users failed to pass this stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘What’s most necessary is the courage to face and accept your own weaknesses.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was why those who completed their worlds were granted the title of \"Master.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were monsters who had transcended the limits of ordinary beings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wooong! Wooong!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The faint trembling of his magic seemed to question him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Do you truly understand yourself?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If so, then what kind of person are you?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar thought back to the kind of person he had been.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘…Rather than complain to others, I preferred to silently endure the burden alone, even if it was difficult and exhausting.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His master had often scolded him for being lazy, but when it truly mattered, he was always the first to step forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was firm with the strong and gentle with the weak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To the kindhearted, he was an angel; to the wicked, he willingly became a devil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t some naïve idealist or selfless saint—but he clung to his own sense of justice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what about now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was he still the same person he had been in his previous life?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘No.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar firmly shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without a doubt, he was no longer the same person he had been before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, his personality and core values hadn’t drastically changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What had changed was the shift in his perspective—the transformation in his heart after experiencing death and rebirth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘…In my previous life, I learned about the nobility of sacrifice by saving humanity.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, he believed it was the most noble and righteous path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, he knew better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had seen the bitter reality hidden behind that nobility—the sorrow of those left behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so, he had asked himself the same question hundreds, even thousands of times:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I were faced with the same choice again…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Would I make the same decision?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know how much time had passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thirty minutes?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two hours?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps half a day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after countless moments of contemplation, Oscar could only laugh at the conclusion he reached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I really am stubborn, huh.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once again, he knew he would choose to save others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, that didn’t mean he would make the same choice as before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I’m greedy, after all.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People grew through their experiences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even a so-called flawless mage like himself was no exception.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I’ll still save others, but… I won’t lose the things I cherish anymore.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Salvation without sacrifice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A future where nothing precious is lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the conclusion born from his insatiable greed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he didn’t consider it reckless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, he had the power to achieve such an outcome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he confronted his truest desire, a sense of liberation washed over him—a profound, exhilarating release, as if a weight had lifted from his soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘…Originally, I planned to use the same world I created in my past life.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Boundless Sky Domain\" was the ultimate utopia he had once dreamed of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a realm where he, the most powerful mage of the White Tower, could perform at his absolute peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A place where fierce winds howled endlessly and an infinite azure sky stretched out forever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, as his longing had changed, so too must his world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I’ve gained new powers in this life.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Space and frost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By combining those two forces, his new world would undoubtedly be far stronger than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ceaseless winds would become cold enough to make breathing nearly impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in the sky, torn apart by spatial magic, even the concepts of \"up\" and \"down\" would become meaningless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wooong, wooong!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his magic surged and roared, a vivid image of his new world took shape in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simultaneously, he could feel his soul engraving this new world into its very essence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, he moved on to the next step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘The second stage of liberation is harmonization.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>World liberation wasn’t simply about pouring out a massive amount of magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At its core, it was an act of forcefully projecting one’s desire onto reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, the world and the world, the concept and the concept, had to smoothly intertwine without clashing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘More than anything, the real world operates with powerful inertia to maintain its current state.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was what people commonly referred to as the laws of the world—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Concepts like gravity or the flow of time, which everyone took for granted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To impose one’s world onto reality, harmonization was necessary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘In simple terms, it’s like negotiating.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For example, a world where you could kill every living being with a single thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That kind of overpowered world could never manifest in reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The contradictions to the world’s fundamental laws would be far too numerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, by adding reasonable drawbacks and conditions, it could be made possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Translator - Night]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Proofreader - Gun]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Under specific conditions, being able to wound a particular body part just by thinking about it… that much would be feasible.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words, no world could completely ignore or override the fundamental laws of reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that were possible, then no one who had achieved liberation would have any worthy opponents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, the harmonization process was necessary to gain reality's approval for one’s world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, there was no disqualifying reason in Oscar's world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, what he desired was merely a place where he could maximize his abilities and magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As proof, he felt a thrilling sensation, as if lightning were coursing through his entire body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘It’s done.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that he had come this far, only one step remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To summon his world into reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘But… pushing my body right now wouldn’t be wise.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even as a 6th-level mage, unleashing a world would place immense strain on his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, if he reduced the scale to the bare minimum, he could maintain it briefly without serious consequences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘The scale… I should just get a taste of it for now.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>About one ten-thousandth of what he had once used would be just right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Oscar channeled his magic, time, which had been suspended, began to flow once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, he heard Dirje’s mocking scoff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘What? World liberation? Has he lost his mind in the face of death?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battle was already over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no possible way to evade the countless black spikes conjured by the darkroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Checkmate.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Dirje was certain of his victory, Oscar slightly parted his lips and whispered a single word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Endless Heaven and Earth.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chwaaaaaa!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, the countless spikes rushing toward Oscar scattered like dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Dirje dumbly let out a bewildered sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simultaneously—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack! Crrraaack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ‘darkroom’ he had so confidently boasted of began to collapse helplessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rumble, rumble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dirje stared at his trembling hand in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘...I’m shaking? Me?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t his mind but his primal, animalistic instincts driving the reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, Dirje's wide eyes were filled with the sight of a boundless night sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘The sky?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above, beside, and even beneath him—the endless sky stretched in all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in the middle of it floated the very mage he had dismissed as a mere whelp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Liberation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dirje unknowingly muttered the word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What he felt at that moment was not powerlessness or fear, but reverence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because in this vast and overwhelming space, he himself felt as insignificant as a speck of dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘This… this is nothing like my darkroom. This is the real deal—a truly liberated world.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no time to even wonder how that brat had managed to unleash his world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He only knew one thing—he wanted to live.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to survive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gripped by this singular thought, Dirje frantically searched for an escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘…There’s a foothold.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scattered throughout the sky were small floating rocks, drifting like islands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dirje swiftly summoned the face of Karva the Swift and unleashed all his magic at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fwoooosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leapt from one rock to another, repeating the motion, desperately putting distance between himself and Oscar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sneaking a glance backward, he smirked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Got some distance.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To manifest a world of this magnitude would require an enormous amount of magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words, if he simply kept running, there would come a moment when Oscar could no longer sustain his world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dirje’s reasoning was sharp—and it was also correct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oscar, floating silently in midair, calmly watched Dirje’s retreating figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had seen that same reaction countless times in his past life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Back then, I had to pour out my own magic to chase them down.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, there was no need for that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a light snap of his fingers, the infinite sky folded in half.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the blink of an eye, Dirje, who had shrunk to a mere dot in the distance, was right in front of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gah!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dirje turned his head just in time for their eyes to meet, and he screamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swallowing hard, he begged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Please, spare me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dirje had no idea that Oscar was a 6th-level mage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nor did he know that Oscar could liberate his world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he had, he wouldn’t have been foolish enough to challenge him head-on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I-I have a younger sibling. She was born with a weak body. She can’t survive without me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wind stirred faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that truth wasn’t enough to sway Oscar’s heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All those faces you’ve stolen—they, too, had places to return to. People waiting for them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You son of a…!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing that Oscar had no intention of sparing him, Dirje desperately conjured a dagger of congealed blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Oscar coldly declared:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Die.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The frigid winds swirling in the sky turned into blades and mercilessly shredded Dirje.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>* * *\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The enormous, circular sphere that had engulfed the entire abandoned building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the darkroom vanished, Neil Brion had thought everything was over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was certain that Dirje would emerge, holding Oscar’s lifeless corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when he saw the alien space consuming the building, he took an involuntary step backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘That… that’s Oscar Crucian’s magic?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had only witnessed it once before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sight of someone’s world invading reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the exact same scene again, Neil quickly reached a conclusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘…I need to report this immediately.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He retreated without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, he was nowhere near the level of someone capable of liberating their world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t even confident in his odds against a mid-level 5th-tier mage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he turned to leave without a trace of regret—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chilling sensation seized his entire body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like prey caught in a spider’s web, he found himself paralyzed and trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, he heard the voices of a man and a woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Senior, I’m not seeing things, right? That’s definitely….”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah. It’s liberation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman, Kaya Lockwood, stroked her chin in contemplation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lips curved into a delighted grin, as though she were going mad with excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I was planning to swoop in and kidnap him at the right moment, but this is way more fun than I expected.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Liberation at level 6? That’s not possible, is it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not just impossible. Even geniuses can’t pull that off.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A mage who could successfully liberate their world at the 6th level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was a feat worthy of being recorded in history books, placing them alongside legendary figures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grrrrrk.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, as Neil Brion struggled to move, the man warned him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’d be better off staying still. Unless you want your body torn to pieces.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man turned to Kaya and asked,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What should we do with him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Put him to sleep. And let’s pull back for now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The original plan to simply abduct Oscar had changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After witnessing that, they realized Oscar was no longer someone they could treat lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Translator - Night]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Proofreader - Gun]\u003C\u002Fp>",2279,"2026-06-05T20:00:10.789Z",1,"novelbin.me","a703c0fc89ff7f0da29be4fb7f13e545733ec9690eaee0ac0af8fa798fba89ea","the-problematic-child-of-the-magic-tower-chapter-183","the-problematic-child-of-the-magic-tower-chapter-181",375,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-problematic-child-of-the-magic-tower-cover.jpg"]