After Kiryu Wu died, he was bound to a System. To bring his body back to life, he had to use the abilities of his secret identities to resurrect himself
But the secret identities were incomplete versions. Only by playing villains and earning recognition for their roles from audiences in another world could he unlock all their skills.
He had to use incomplete skills to fake the appearance of being at full power.
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[Fortune Teller]
The incomplete version of the fortune teller was no fortune teller at all. He couldn’t see the future, only sense faint fragments of it.
[Fortune teller? My sixth sense is better than that]
[This job is way too weak. Doesn’t it have any stronger skills?]
Fyodor drew back the curtain. A young man sat inside, his black hair tied back and falling over his shoulder.
The young man’s eyes curved into a smile as he asked, “Have you prepared the price for changing your fate?”
“Are you a fortune teller?”
“A fortune teller?” His fingertips brushed across the tarot cards, and he drew one with a light touch. “That’s just a name you can understand.”
“You may also call me, the one who weaves fate.”
[Wait, what? Wasn’t his skill sixth sense?]
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[Spirit Medium]
At first, the sun-fearing spirit medium could only vaguely sense the souls nearby.
[Against a sorcerer, a weakling like that could be killed without even using a cursed technique, right?]
The youth slowly lifted his eyes, which glimmered with a faint light. “Are you going to kill me?”
“You won’t succeed.” He seemed to smile. “Death has cast me aside.”
Countless ghosts stood behind the spirit medium.
He crossed the boundary between life and death, connecting the two worlds.
[Just say you’re a wanted criminal in the underworld, and can’t go back to the netherworld. What’s with this ‘Death has cast me aside’ stuff?]
[Wait, no! What’s the difference between the ghosts he summoned and bringing real people back to life?!]
[Puppet Master] [Divine Healer]...
One secret identity after another appeared, all with the same goal: to resurrect one person.
They didn’t hesitate to ally with sorcerers or clash and fight with the major organizations. All they wanted was to achieve their goal.
Someone couldn’t help asking, “Who exactly is that person?”
They all turned to look at him.
Their eyes held an indescribable reverence
“His name must not be spoken. We call him the Guide.”
#NoCP
#No identity reveals
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