What is this?
Didn’t we agree to fake it and play along?
The weapon’s monster recognized me as one of its own.
So, even when I first smashed the bathroom, it intentionally gave me time to transform.
After all, if I had really been hit by the special monster’s blow in my human state, I would have died without even being able to react.
Yeah, up until now, it was a game we were playing together, like a round of Go-Stop.
But now, in front of me, a Jedi… No, a weapon’s monster, is swinging a lightsaber while drooling like it’s some kind of flood.
Even though I want to calm things down, my monster’s jaw only encourages her excitement more, especially now that she’s become a “hero.”
Ugh.
Ugh.
Uuuugh.
“Every time I swing, this laser sound bursts out! If I set my mind to it, I could cut through a 2,000-meter building in an instant!”
“Krkrk?! Krkr!”
The thick laser’s blow brushes past my nose.
I have to block that blade somehow. Maybe it’s my instinct, but I could feel it.
If I touch that concentrated laser beam, no matter how monsterified my skin is, it wouldn’t hold up.
‘It might not be cut instantly, but… it’s definitely going to hurt like hell.’
It was the first time.
Until now, I’ve just fought by taking hits and throwing punches, but now I’m actually dodging and running.
So this is what real “fighting” feels like.
Come to think of it, the enemies I’ve fought so far were pretty weak in comparison.
I brought down the monster of violence with violence, broke the blade of the monster of swords, and fought the monster of radiation while getting exposed to it.
The mosquito monster? I just wiped it out completely.
But this time is different.
Indeed, the “special monster” that wasn’t even released due to balancing issues before the game service ended at the 5th anniversary…
The weapon’s monster.
She was an entirely different kind of existence from any monster I’ve faced before.
“Hehehehe! Take this! Shio… No, it’s a lightsaber!”
Ugh.
Ugh.
She’s acting like a kid ripping open a toy from its packaging.
The problem is that the toy, when swung wrong, could split a continent in half.
‘First, I need to get rid of that thing…’
Her swordsmanship, swinging wildly yet showing no openings.
I guess she’s the mother of the monster of swords.
Drawn by instinct, I tried to rush in, but ended up dodging several times, almost getting my neck sliced.
But openings will always appear!
“Cough! Cough!”
“Krkrk?!”
And this seems to be one of those moments.
“Ugh… maybe my cells have all mutated into cancer cells? I’m starting to sweat…”
Even though it wasn’t a special monster, just being a below-special monster was enough to grant a powerful body immune to diseases.
So her current weakness is just temporary.
Soon, she’ll recover and charge at me again, so I have to use this moment to grab the lightsaber…
“Heh heh.”
“Krkrk?”
…I was going to take it, but?
“Gotcha!”
No, damn it.
Weapon’s monster.
We’re not really fighting, are we?
Ugh.
“Krkrk?!”
Now you’re even pretending?
Well, if I think about it again, the special monster would never struggle with cancer cells.
After all, the “monster of cancer” in the original work was just a below-grade 1 monster, far weaker than the monster of swords.
‘I’ve been deceived!’
“Got it!!”
The lightsaber’s strike finally cut my body diagonally.
At the same time, I heard the cheers of the research lab staff.
They were all hugging each other, jumping around in excitement. Was it real, or was it just acting? I could see it from the weapon’s monster’s shoulder.
And my body, cut by the lightsaber…
“Crrrk?!”
‘C-cold…!’
I thought it would be burning hot, but instead, it was the opposite.
It felt like I had eaten an entire tub of ice cream in one day, and now my body was shaking from the cold.
Shivering…
“Oh, oooooh… To think my body remains cold after being struck by my lightsaber… How cool!”
No, this crazy human… no, monster.
We were faking this! So who brought in a card shark while playing Go-Stop?
I can’t even count how many times the bottom card was switched out.
Ugh… click.
“Ah, the batteries are dead…”
Wait, it runs on batteries?
I thought it was high-tech SF equipment designed with advanced parts that modern civilization couldn’t even understand.
If I had known it was just running on batteries, I would’ve splashed some water on it by now.
…While I was thinking that.
Sizzle.
Fwoosh.
“…Krkrk?”
‘Ah, damn…’
Why does this guy always seem to be in a different genre from everyone else…
At this point, did I pick the wrong work to be in?
“In my right hand, I hold Thor’s hammer, capable of generating infinite electricity! In my left hand, Hades’ sword that never goes out!”
The weapon’s monster, holding a flashy hammer and a constantly burning ash-colored sword in each hand.
What is this?
Is this the sight of someone who has lost all reason and is charging at me again?
Thump-. Thump-.
Is it because she’s the first formidable opponent I’ve faced since transforming into a monster?
For some reason, the more time passed, the more my blood seemed to boil.
The highest power of humanity.
The S-class heroes of the Hero Association.
Their strength differed by generation, but one thing was clear: everyone who reached this point deserved to be revered as humanity’s ultimate weapon.
Among these S-class heroes, the current generation that’s rated “not bad.”
Yun Ha-eun, ranked 5th, thought as she watched the two monsters break through the underground and emerge.
“I’m still far behind…”
“Their movements are so fast… I can’t keep up with my eyes…”
Light follows light.
The two monsters, leaping off the air as if using it as a foothold, went beyond fighting on the ground and were creating countless constellations beneath the darkening night sky.
The streaks of light moving at the speed of light illuminated the entire sky above the Hero Association, resembling a blueprint.
And this became a ‘turning point’ that ignited the fighting spirit in all the heroes inside the building.
“That’s a monster…”
“The enemy we must defeat!”
“But can we really win against something like that?”
“If you’re scared, quit now. This place isn’t that easy.”
Meanwhile.
‘They’re keeping up with my movements to this extent?!’
Was it because she had been enjoying it too much?
Like a man experiencing a ‘post-climax’ moment, the Monster of Weapons, having sufficiently tested her children, momentarily regained her senses.
When she first snapped back to reality, the only thought in her mind was that she was screwed.
Because, for a moment, she had lost control and acted just as she did when she was in another world.
After completely destroying the Hero Association’s research building, the battle hadn’t ended there—it had continued into the sky.
Yet, despite that, her kind was still keeping up with her movements.
She was momentarily flustered as she looked at Kang Janghoon, then she couldn’t hide her amazement.
‘How many of my weapons has he broken already? One? Three? Five? Or could it be over ten?!’
The weapons I use in earnest have performances equivalent to, or exceeding, the offspring of high-ranking monsters.
Yet, just how many of those weapons has he managed to endure…?
There were small marks scattered around his black armor-clad body, but there wasn’t a single wound that looked fatal.
And the most astonishing thing—his battle sense.
‘Has he already adapted to my movements?’
As befitting the title “Monster of Weapons,” she possessed every weapon technique in this world.
That meant she could utilize every possible way to wield weapons—not only those in existence now but even forgotten martial arts from the past.
So, every time she switched weapons, she could unleash an innumerable variety of movements, and yet—
He’s predicting and dodging them in advance?
“KRAAAAHHH—!”
“Is he mindless? …Or has he evolved according to his instincts?”
It’s been a long time since I’ve seen one.
A monster that can ‘grow.’
I thought only ‘human monsters’—those who started as the lowest-level monsters and climbed their way to the highest rank like me—were capable of that.
But to think another such ‘raw gem’ existed.
And on top of that, this raw gem was a fellow human-side monster, just like me.
At that moment, the Monster of Weapons couldn’t help but become increasingly ‘obsessed’ with Kang Janghoon.
‘At first, I just wanted to get to know you. But the more we fight, the more I find myself intrigued by you.’
“KRAAAAHHH!!”
No way.
I…
The Monster of Weapons, of all beings, am feeling interest in something other than forging in the workshop?
By the way, what is your title, Kang Janghoon?
Even I, a supreme monster revered as the God of Monsters, cannot discern your title.
Suddenly, curiosity sparked in the Monster of Weapons’ mind.
Avoiding the instinct-driven hand that sought to grasp her own head, she moved.
“Ma’at.”
Diving in, she discarded all the weapons in her hands and summoned a new one—a small golden rod shaped like a tree branch.
At first glance, it appeared to be nothing more than a luxurious cane fit for an old man.
But this ‘weapon’ was one of the greatest masterpieces the Monster of Weapons had been crafting since arriving in the human realm—
Long before the city-state known as Hero City was even founded, back when an entirely different civilization existed.
That civilization had since vanished, yet it had once worshipped her, a monster, as a deity and honored her as a god.
Its name was…
Tap.
“Show me your back.”
The divine weapon, Ma’at.
Its ability was simple—it allowed her to peer into the ‘inner world’ of anyone it touched.
‘No matter how well you conceal it, if I look into your inner world, I’ll be able to find out your title, Janghoon.’
And so, in the frozen moment of time, the Monster of Weapons began to be drawn into Kang Janghoon’s inner world.
Like soaring through the cosmos, she felt an exhilarating sensation as she drifted deeper…
Thud.
“…Huh?”
She thought she would continue entering.
“Did I stop?”
That couldn’t be…
This was not the physical world governed by logic.
This space was formed purely by the unconscious—one where only an intruder with a clear mind could exercise any influence.
And yet, as if being ‘rejected,’ her body had suddenly stopped moving.
Shiver.
“…Sweat?”
Something was off.
This had never happened before.
Even among the highest-ranked monsters born from human fears, she was feeling… fear.
Realizing that she was breaking into a cold sweat, the Monster of Weapons sensed an unprecedented sense of unease.
She immediately pulled out a cloak designed to erase her presence and hurriedly put it on.
Shiver!
“…!!”
It was useless.
The ‘eyes’ watching her weren’t ones that could be fooled by such tricks.
By the time she realized it, countless unseen eyes were fixed on her—watching, scrutinizing her from every direction, despite her attempts to disappear or erase her presence.
Beneath an incomprehensible black sun.
Ucocto Blogro
An absolute entity spoke in an unrecognizable language and promptly ejected the Monster of Weapons from the fractured inner world.