"You expect me to save humanity in this dimension?" He said in a somewhat stressed and sarcastic tone. "Okay, let's make a deal. I'll agree to your request, but in return, give me some cheat skills. You clearly threw me out here without any consent. Didn't I already mention that I'm not good at survival? Do you really think I can survive? Tsk."

I spoke with irritation and sneered. I knew that the one I was talking to right now was a god, but who cares? My life in the other dimensional world was already quite comfortable. Even though I had no one except for my sister who was already married and had a family, I was happy and content. But then this somewhat clumsy god of rebirth or whatever, had me killed in that dimension, by making me a victim of truck-kun, like any cliché.

Aegir, the God of Rebirth and the Azure Seas, is the one who accidentally transmigrated my soul here. The supposed female lead couldn't be found at that time, and because my body had a strong light, the god mistook me for the female lead. I think it's quite an idiotic alibi or reason, but what can I do? It already happened, and even if I want to go home, I'm not a god, so I don't have the ability to transfer my soul and do something like that. Even the god himself doesn't know how to send me back to where I belong. Well... It's not that the god doesn't really know, it's just that he doesn't have the ability to do so.

Aegir sighed, then replied in a somewhat apologetic tone, "Okay, I knew this would happen, so I persuaded some of the gods and goddesses, and some already agreed to my request. Each one of them left some abilities specifically for me to give to you."

He then flicked his fingers, and some magical mist of different colors suddenly appeared and then entered Elijah's body.

"They also said that as an exchange for these somewhat rare skills that have been given to you, you should remember to go and pray at their temples one by one."

"The gods and goddesses who attributed abilities or skills to you are: Aphrodite, Persephone, Apollo, Heracles, Dionysus, Athena, Hermes, Hades, Atë, and Poseidon. You should remember their names carefully. If you think it's few, don't worry. I'll try my best to persuade some more if you want to—"

Elijah waved his hand and said, "No need. I think it's more than enough for me to survive with the abilities given to me by these gods. Tell them okay, I'll definitely thank them after this."

He looked at the handsome god in front of him, with his left brow lifted up.

"How about—"

As if the god already knew what he would ask, he spoke with his beautiful smile, "Don't worry. I'm the one who made this mess, so I definitely have something to repay you with."

He flicked his fingers again, and a red mist entered Elijah's body.

"This skill I'm giving you is very special. It's called 'Reflective Mirage'. This ability allows you to perfectly mimic and replicate the abilities of others. However, it does have its limits. The duration of the mimicry depends on your level of mastery with this power and the complexity of the ability being copied."

I looked at him with a shocked expression, thinking to myself, "I didn't expect him to really give me such a valuable skill."

"Woah, you've given me such a valuable skill... Are you sure I can save humanity on my own?"

"Of course not," he replied. I then looked at him with an expression as if I had just vomited blood.

I then irritably asked, "Then why—"

Before I could finish my sentence, he interrupted me.

"So, in order for you to save this dimension, you have to make those main characters your companions. They possess powers that can defeat this apocalypse, bestowed upon them by powerful gods. That's why you'll need them. And you need this ability because it will help you control those characters, even if they are like mad dogs... I mean, unpredictable. It will make them fear you, even if the truth is that you're a—" He looked at me with a pitying expression and sighed.

"Nevermind that, anyway—"

I cut him off, speaking in a somewhat annoyed tone, "Hold up, wait a minute... So, you mean I need to make those main characters in this dimension my companions in order to succeed in saving humanity here, is that it?"

"Yes, it is."

Elijah's face somewhat became ugly. Based on what he remembers correctly when he read this novel that his sister wrote before in order to show how much he supports her, he remembers that the characters here are all somewhat creepy and absolute madmen, and also very hard people to interact or deal with.

Elijah asked in a somewhat worried tone, "Do you think I can get close to those people? I mean, you already know that those people are hard to get close to or deal with..."

Aegir just smiled and replied to him jokingly, "I don't think so. Your face is far more beautiful than the so-called 'female lead' here, so I think—"

"No! Do you think they will befriend me because I look good or something? Remember, you also know that those people have a very unbelievable appearance in 3D, so screw that!"

Aegir then smiled in a somewhat mischievous way and replied in a firm and sure tone, "Don't worry... you definitely will... I assure you, they will even become so attached... to you soon..."

He suddenly felt chills when he heard that weird tone of the god while saying the word "attached" so long, as if he was trying to convey something important.

And his instinct was never wrong, because currently, those main characters are so obsessed with him.

That even—

The Guild Master who is known for being chaotic and unpredictable amongst hunters. And was sometimes described as a madman, but he never anticipated that his madness would escalate to this extent—

"Don't you think your abilities seem to perfectly sync with mine? But you're so cautious of me that it's hard for me to let you stay by my side all the time... So how about I lock you up, hm?"

He narrowed his eyes dangerously as he spoke those words, maintaining his signature hypocritical social polite smile.

The Number 1 S-Class hunter, who is known to be pistanthrophobic and haphephobic and is widely recognized as another madman, also acted in a similar way—

"Hyung, I hate it when you lie and keep secrets from me," he whispered, his eyes narrowing dangerously as he caressed Elijah's face with his long, big, and calloused hand.

And more crazy psychopaths, mysterious strong S-class hunters, in the story are also became obsessed with him

The moment he realized this, the only thought he had in mind was, "Ah, that god had really messed me up."

A/N:

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