I Transmigrate into Lord of the Mysteries, Snatch a Bargain from Amon, and Set Out on the Path of the Invisible from the Start

I transmigrated into Lord of the Mysteries, but all I remember is "Don't answer the whispers" and "Don't take potions recklessly."

My name is Richard, an ancient survivor lost beyond time. I woke up as a destitute young man named Richard in the slums of Backlund. In a world filled with Nighthawks, the whispers of evil gods, and maddening potions, I cling tightly to the only survival tips in my head. All I want is a part-time job and to keep a low profile.

But my overly "active" intuition led me to accidentally "hear" a conversation between two terrifying beings, and I picked up the Beyonder Characteristic of a lost [Apprentice].

I eavesdropped on BUG-level beings from the start? And they've marked my coordinates?!

To stay alive, I have no choice but to step into the mad and dangerous world of the Beyonders. I join a Nighthawks team and become Richard William, the odd, antisocial fellow with unusually sharp intuition in their eyes.

But I gradually discover that my "talent" goes far beyond that. I can reach into a chaotic torrent and dredge up fragments of lost knowledge. I can sense the threads of fate, drawing me toward an unknown place of "deposition." I thought this was merely an inborn nuisance, not knowing that an ancient Sefirah symbolizing "infinite evolution," the "Summit of the Uncaused," had already marked me as its manifestation portal.

The Law of Convergence begins to take effect, drawing me toward the neighboring pathways of "Life" and "Knowledge." The Outer Gods turn their gaze toward me in secret, seeing me as a "key" to completing themselves. And within me, the cold divinity originating from "evolution" itself begins to whisper, trying to erase my humanity completely.