I’m the Only One Who Can’t See Ghosts

I swung my Black Sheath as I thought to myself.

Humans are creatures that regret after making mistakes.

I’m no exception.

“B-blood! I need more blood...!”

In an old comic I once read, a villain who used blood as a weapon self-destructed because they overused their own blood. At the time, I mocked that villain, calling them an idiot.

But the true idiot was me.

‘The idiot is you.’

A strange, white quadrupedal creature seemed to sneer at me in my mind.

My head throbbed, and my body felt sluggish.

Meanwhile, the guards of Nesone were closing in.

Is this... the end?

At that moment, my phone began to buzz.

No, to be precise, instead of ringing, a voice started playing through the speakerphone mode.

“Attention. Put on your earbuds immediately.”

“E-earbuds?”

The voice was none other than that of the Anomaly Response Headquarters Director.

I’d received so much help from the Director’s GPT-like responses in the past that I didn’t hesitate. I grabbed my wireless earbuds and put them on.

“Three Nesone guards are approaching from the right corridor, tracking your movements. On the left corridor, an esper wielding a staff is lying in wait. They will charge in approximately 13 seconds.”

Could this be true?

But I had no reason to doubt.

“Recommendation: Pretend to focus on the right corridor, then intercept the esper arriving in exactly 23 seconds. Use them as a shield to cause confusion among the guards and advance.”

Strategies I could never come up with poured into my head.

“Recommendation: Hide in the restroom. Once the enemies pass, strike from behind.”

“Recommendation: Wait for 20 seconds. When the guards open the door to check on you, wedge your wooden sword through the door gap.”

“Recommendation: Pretend to charge forward, but after running about 5 meters, break a window and ambush the waiting enemies in the adjacent corridor.”

I dashed forward and suddenly shattered a window, catching the Nesone guards off guard.

Taking full advantage of their confusion, I incapacitated them.

At that moment, I was unstoppable—like a legendary warrior reborn.

Heavenly Demon Descends.

Even in my blood-deprived and dizzy state, I couldn’t help but laugh.

The sheer physical strength I possessed combined with the brilliance of the Director’s strategies was like a Bronze-tier player being coached by a Challenger-tier master...!

“Recommendation: Use the staff to weaken the barricade, then kick down the door. Beyond it lies Nesone’s main server room.”

“Rider Kick!!!”

Who needs a staff?

I kicked the wooden door to the main server room, reducing it to splinters.

Honestly, I couldn’t understand it.

Why are the doors to critical facilities always made of wood these days?

And just like that, I breached Nesone’s main server room.

****

“The main server room has been breached?!”

The news echoed through Nesone’s executive office.

The chairman of Nesone was fuming.

One man had breached their main server room. Could he possess Celestial Immortals powers? That seemed impossible. A Celestial Immortal individual would have summoned a demonic gate and annihilated everyone here within five minutes to achieve their goal.

Then was it a Half-Immortal individual?

Impossible.

The idea that a single Half-Immortal individual could dismantle the security system they had so meticulously designed was unthinkable.

If that were possible…

“You traitor!!!”

The Nesone chairman grabbed the Anomaly Response Headquarters Director by the collar.

“This is all your doing!!!”

“Question: Feel free to think whatever you want.”

“Yes, you’re nothing more than a puppet of the government! If you don’t remove that man from the server room immediately, I’ll bring this country to ruin!!! Release the points right now, and—”

“Scorn: Go ahead and try.”

The Director, still held by the collar, grinned widely.

“If you think you can challenge the ruler of Cheonji, give it a shot.”

Hearing those words, the Nesone chairman bit his lip.

The ruler of Cheonji.

The master of Celestial Immortals.

The one who resonates with both heaven and earth.

After the day of spiritual awakening, this being had eradicated the so-called ghost kings and arrogant psychics who posed as gods. This true deity had purged the world of their hubris.

It was this existence that allowed the Republic of Korea to survive in this era when even America had lost its identity.

“Let’s negotiate, Director.”

“Affirmative. State your terms.”

“I’ll grant you a share in Nesone. I’ll also transfer half of our current points to you. For now, how about we agree to a truce?”

“Contemplation.”

The Director pretended to think.

The chairman hurriedly added, “Think carefully. When enough points are accumulated, even the Celestial Immortals won’t escape their fate. Director, if Celestial Immortals attack the Anomaly Response Headquarters, do you have a way to survive?”

The Chairman Spoke with a Smile.

“Anomalies are nothing more than wicked spirits that failed to become ghost kings. The true threats to this nation are the ghost kings capable of opening demonic gates and the Celestial Immortals psychics. Governing the government means controlling the masses, and with this point system, controlling them becomes extraordinarily easy.”

The chairman raised his voice.

“A collaboration between the Republic of Korea’s government and Nesone. This will create an unprecedented synergy. Anomaly Response Headquarters Director, as I said before, humans are anomalies themselves. A crowd of humans is pure anomaly.”

“Affirmative. Humans are indeed anomalous.”

The Countermeasure Director spoke without expression.

“Humans harass, deceive, and kill their own kind—and they laugh while doing it.”

She continued.

“But they also pity, protect, and save their own kind, only to end up crying when they fail to save them.”

The Director spoke again.

“In this way, the soul can turn itself around.”

She smiled.

The chairman seemed to realize something and muttered.

“You can’t mean...!”

“Dry laughter: Have you just realized this?”

At this moment, Nesone’s main server room had already been breached. And the Director, more than anyone else, knew how to handle the information stored there. If she had sent her subordinate into the server room…

It was undoubtedly to seize control of it. And if the server room was under her control, who knew what the most formidable information manipulator could achieve?

The Nesone chairman suddenly felt an ominous dread.

An esper’s sense of foreboding is no trivial matter—it is pure calamity.

“Declaration: It doesn’t make sense for the chairman of the Neos Soul Network to have no points at all.”

“You—you can’t mean...!”

CRACK!

Suddenly, the sound of the headquarters collapsing echoed.

The idea of the headquarters falling apart was absurd.

The foundation of this building was designed to prevent such a thing.

The chairman’s office began to shake, and suddenly, the electricity short-circuited. Sparks from the short circuit ignited a nearby book, which quickly caught fire.

Strangely, the fire seemed to flick its tongue toward the chairman, as if intent on consuming him.

“Originally, humans were judged for their sins in the spirit realm. But now that the Great Demon Gate has opened, intertwining the mortal and spirit realms, judgment happens here in this world. To think you’d try to exploit that judgment. Remarkable. Truly remarkable.”

The Director smiled as she spoke.

The chairman trembled and stammered.

“Th-this is meaningless! I am an esper who has reached the pinnacle of spiritual mastery. I am fully bound to the spirit realm and know multiple ways to evade judgment!”

“Curiosity. A way to escape the fate of over ten million points? I’d love to know as well.”

At that moment, the Countermeasure Director saw it.

In the distance, a meteor-like object hurtling toward them.

Small, yet precise—enough to obliterate this office entirely.

“To think destiny would act so blatantly.”

“Damn it. Why—why is the Heavenly Energy of Terror reacting so violently?!”

The chairman frantically burned talismans, but it seemed unlikely they could stop the incoming meteor.

The Director sent a message to Yoo Hajin, telling him to evacuate, then calmly closed her eyes.

And the meteor struck.

In her fading vision, the Countermeasure Director saw a man running toward her.

****

Fire trucks were dousing the wreckage with water.

Just watching it all stirred up trauma within me, and I shivered involuntarily.

The Director, half-destroyed and cradled in my arms, spoke.

“Question. Yoo Hajin-nim, are you cold?”

“No, I just suddenly got chills.”

“Confirmation. So, this half-wrecked body of mine gives you the chills.”

Though her face was expressionless, the Director somehow looked sullen.

Being the world champion at interpreting expressions on stoic girls, I picked up on it easily.

“No, not at all!!! Your body is amazing, Director! It’s so cool and beautiful that it even hints at potential evolution into a maid robot! It’s enough to make my heart race!!!”

What started as flattery turned into my honest feelings.

The Director smiled faintly, still expressionless.

“The Department Director will arrive soon to retrieve this body. Do you have any questions in the meantime?”

“Oh, well, there’s something I want to ask…”

Right now, I have two major questions.

First, how to access the Great Demon Gate.

The Second Question: How to Advance in Level

I started with the first question.

“Do you know how to get to the Great Demon Gate?”

“Answer: I don’t know the exact method. However, it is speculated that one can reach the vicinity of the Great Demon Gate by traversing the Cheonji Pathways or passing through the strongest hell, the Avici Hell.”

“Avici Hell, huh.”

Even just hearing the name gave me chills. It sounded like a terrifying place.

I then asked about the Cheonji Pathways.

“What are the Cheonji Pathways?”

“Cheonji is a community of Celestial Immortals psychics who can open ghost gates. Their technology for utilizing the gates surpasses that of any other group. This is evident through their dimensional movements via gate manipulation, techniques such as the Ghost Gate Manifestation, and the Cheonji Pathways.”

The Director continued.

“The Cheonji Pathways are speculated to be a secret technique of Cheonji utilizing their mastery over the gates.”

So, the pathways could only be used by those capable of opening the gates.

This meant it was impossible for me.

I nodded and moved on to the second question.

“Well, I don’t think you can answer this, but… how can I advance in level?”

The Director fell silent at my question.

Then, she slowly raised her half-destroyed arm and placed it on my chest.

“There is already a profound enlightenment within you—one so high that even I must look up to it. An enlightenment beyond the level of Half-Immortals.”

“Pardon?”

“If you simply realize that you’ve already realized it, you will reclaim your level.”

“Reclaim my level?”

Not advance it?

I wanted to ask more, but her expressionless face made it clear that no further answers would come.

My thoughts grew increasingly complicated as I lowered my head.

There’s already enlightenment within me?

And it’s beyond the level of Half-Immortals?

But I’ve barely completed the process of awakening, and I can’t even use my abilities freely like the Cheonji exam candidates.

As a Mara—one who gains enlightenment by massacring psychics—I’ve never killed any psychics.

Could there be some hidden dark persona within me?

As I sank deeper into thought, the Anomaly Response Headquarters’s SUV pulled up in front of me.

****

One Week Later:

It had been a week since I returned from Nesone.

Today started as an ordinary morning, much like yesterday.

Jamsuni was munching on toast in her school uniform.

Seeing her, I couldn’t suppress the smile creeping onto my face.

“What are you smiling about?”

“Just… you’re so admirable.”

“Hmph.”

If Harin had ever worn a school uniform, would it have looked like this? Jamsuni’s school uniform was similar to the one I once bought for Harin, so I couldn’t help but think about it.

I wiped some crumbs off Jamsuni’s lips and said, “Have a good day at school.”

“I—I will.”

And with that, I watched my little sister head off to school. Feeling uplifted, I grabbed the idle neighbor and suggested a round of chess.

A few hours later, my phone rang.

“A number I don’t recognize,” I muttered as I picked up.

A woman’s voice came through the receiver.

“Hello, am I speaking with the guardian of Kim Sojin?”

“Yes, yes, I’m Sojin’s guardian.”

The moment Sojin’s name came up, I could feel the old man focusing intently.

Of course, he also cared about Sojin.

“Ah, this is Lee Hye-joo, the homeroom teacher at Changseong Middle School. Pleased to meet you.”

“Yes, nice to meet you, Teacher. What’s this about?”

“Well, Sojin had an altercation with a classmate, so we need the guardian to come in.”

“Wh-what?! I’ll be there right away.”

Sojin… got into a fight with another student?

Well, she’s a middle schooler, so it’s not that unusual.

It’s the stormy age of adolescence, after all.

I’d better head to the school and find out what happened.

I managed to calm myself, but the old man I’d been playing chess with couldn’t.

“Sojin got into a fight? At school? Absolutely not! We must prevent this! Quickly!!!”

What’s gotten into him?

I nodded and hung up the call, ready to leave.

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