Apocalypse: Infinite Breaker Online-Chapter 58: King Gilgamesh, Void of Belief

’Yes. I got it! I knew I had the blood of King Gilgamesh! I am the true descendant of his lineage!’

Gilga was utterly excited.

He looked like a man in his late twenties with a thin golden beard and golden hair that seemed to have been tweaked significantly when he first logged in and created his character.

Then he noticed Axir.

’Oh, a player!’

Axir looked at the player and realized he didn’t know him. There was no player named Gilga in the top 100, at least.

"Hey, man! How about we have a duel?" Gilga asked with a grin.

[ You have been challenged by Player Gilga. Accept the duel in a random Arena? ]

King Gilgamesh, who was next to him, laughed.

A throne manifested on which he rested, tilting slightly before placing his chin in his hand.

"Foolish. Do not challenge someone without measuring their depth." Gilgamesh narrowed his crimson ruby eyes as he looked at Axir with focus. "That’s death for you, halfwit."

Gilga was startled.

He looked at Axir and inspected him.

’What?! Ace?!’

Gilga gulped.

Compared to him, who was just level 36, the person before him was level 177!

"Well, you shouldn’t issue a duel against someone willy-nilly." Axir chuckled. "If I had accepted the duel, it would’ve only ended if one of us died or surrendered."

"And I could kill you before you even think of surrendering."

Gilga gulped as he wiped cold sweat. "Sorry, man. I just got carried away after getting a crazy good deck. Prime Boon! It’s awesome."

"Wait, you are also going in here, so you also want to manifest a mythical being?!" Gilga’s eyes shone.

"Dimwit, he is not like you." King Gilgamesh grinned.

"What do you mean? We both don’t believe in gods, that’s why we are here." Gilga grinned.

"And I had to be manifested by a dullard like you." King Gilgamesh sighed. "How unpleasant."

"Well, thank you for giving me valuable insight." Axir smiled. "Belief is the core of this place. Maybe King Arthur will be manifested by someone. And more mythical beings."

"It’s going to be fun."

Axir vanished and appeared behind Gilga.

"Good luck, Gilga. May you live long."

With that, Axir entered the Void of Belief.

"Tsk, what’s with all this?" Gilga clicked his tongue. He looked at Gilgamesh. "Why are you siding with him and not me?"

"I manifested you!"

King Gilgamesh rolled his eyes. "Foolish. I existed since the beginning of my tale. You are merely a catalyst for my call here."

"This is the problem with dimwits like you."

King Gilgamesh appeared before Gilga, his eyes coldly boring into Gilga’s eyes.

"Your belief in me is that you worship me as your ancestor. And yet you insult me by taking credit for my existence itself."

"Truly a muppet." King Gilgamesh shook his head.

"Well, you can forget about developing my Prime Boon. I shall accompany you to see your dull tale for a while before leaving you."

With that, Gilgamesh vanished into a golden portal reflecting a luxurious city of gold.

Gilga froze.

"What?! No way, right?!"

"NOOOO! KING GILGAMESH! PLEASE RETURN!"

...

Axir found himself in ultimate darkness.

Dark gold letters formed before him.

[ What is your belief? ]

’I, me, and myself,’ Axir answered.

[ What is the foundation of your belief? ]

’My existence. My ambition. My will.’

[ What is your existence? What is your ambition? What is your will? ]

Axir blinked.

’My existence... is that of...’

Axir paused.

He didn’t have a concrete answer.

[ Your belief has no substance in its foundation. You have not defined your own existence yet. Your ambition does not resonate. Your will is honed, but not complete. ]

[ Get out. ]

Axir appeared outside, facing the world.

Behind him, the Void of Belief slowly closed and returned to its natural state.

’Well...’ Axir wryly smiled. ’I knew it.’

’Define my existence...’

Axir looked at the world in front of him, his fist clenching.

’I’ll have to take things step by step, it seems.’

Axir cracked his neck and vanished, returning to his settlement.

’I don’t need the power of gods to be at the top,’ Axir grinned. ’I want to see who can defeat me among those selected by the gods.’

...

"We were almost cooked, man." Kazuo sighed. "If Axir came earlier when we were inside, what would have happened?"

"Tsk. Just because he is strong..." Yuta clicked his tongue.

"That’s why..." Jason clenched his fists, his teeth grinding. "We have to do something and get stronger. We need strong decks."

"Let’s do some good shit and penance to impress gods," Kazuo said with a serious face. "If we can get a boon from the gods, we can become stronger."

"How do we even start?" Yuta rolled his eyes.

"Mom is calling me." Jason frowned as he got a message from his mother.

"She is going to ask about your dad. What will you say?" Kazuo blinked.

"It’s better to tell the truth. Axir knows the truth anyway." Yuta shrugged.

"Let’s go. I’ll decide what to say to her."

The trio arrived at the crude house where Jason’s family now lived.

Inside was a black-haired woman, Kohana, sitting in front of a shrine. Lexi’s bombastic figure indeed came from her.

After entering the game, Kohana had also made herself appear younger, so she looked in her early thirties.

"Jason. Where’s your father? He isn’t replying to me." Kohana turned around and asked, a small frown on her face.

"He... he is gone," Jason uttered before sighing. "He escaped. Left. We don’t know where, but he isn’t replying to anyone."

"What?" Kohana’s brows furrowed deeply. "I told him we would pray together, and he just left."

"Are you truly serious or joking with me? But then he would have replied," she muttered.

"No joke, auntie. He really left." Yuta wryly smiled.

"Yeah, Mom. Since he left, let’s no longer think about him." Jason said angrily. "We don’t need him anyway."

"What are you saying? He’s your dad!" Kohana admonished Jason. "Go do whatever you want. I’m sure he’ll be back."

"He’s not coming back, Mom! He won’t! It’s better if you accept that fast," Jason said and turned around, leaving.