I’m not a Regressor

>Ohjin deflected the spear upwards and then kicked his stomach.

“Kugk!”

Thunk!—

Park Gunwoo was sent flying back with a dull sound.

‘Lightning Feather.’

Ttutututu!!—

Feathers made of lightning shot towards Park Gunwoo, who had collapsed on the ground.

“Eek!”

He urgently rolled on the ground and avoided the feathers of lightning.

Rolling on the ground to avoid an attack(懶驢打滾)… an act recognized as the most embarrassing thing a martial artist could do.

It was a method that couldn’t be more disgraceful for one who had pride as a martial artist, but he had no choice, as it was in order to live.

“Yeah, after your preaching of the spear, this is what it comes to in the end.”

Ohjin rushed to where Park Gunwoo was rolling on the ground.

Getting high into the air by using the shaft of his spear like he was pole vaulting, he struck down, his spear like lightning.

“Seriously, try fighting me properly.”

The commonplace customs and laws in Murims were nothing but a delusion.

You would roll on the ground to avoid a blade and crawl in order to avoid a spear.

—Real fights were that ugly and disgraceful.

“You don’t need bravado or vanity.”

Doing everything it took in order to win…

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The method and means didn’t matter.

That was how he had lived.

And that was how he was living.

“If you want to kill me, put everything you have on the line.”

Ohjin smirked and struck his spear down at Park Gunwoo.

Booooooom!!—

“Huff! Huff!”

After Park Gunwoo desperately rolled on the ground to narrowly avoid the attack, he crawled on the ground to create distance.

“D-Damn it!”

Park Gunwoo got back on his feet with a distorted expression.
His pride had been hurt.

He had displayed such a pathetic appearance even after receiving the blessing of a Black Star.

“…I’ll kill you.”

The humiliation and insult that a martial artist couldn’t wash off…

Park Gunwoo chewed his lip and grasped his spear.

He stared at Ohjin with eyes containing killing intent.

“I will make sure to kill you!!!”

He roared out and charged at Ohjin.

“Tch, tch.
You really aren’t getting what I’m saying.”

Well, there weren’t many things in the world that could be solved with words.

No one would lend their ears to what others said.

—They viewed things as they wanted.

—They heard things as they wanted.

—They simply made an effort to live inside their own little bubble.

‘Clepsydra.’

For the last time…

The world stopped.

Ohjin calmly looked at where the tip of Park Gunwoo’s spear was heading inside the world where time flowed slowly.

‘Right chest.’

After confirming the direction, he started counting down in his head.

‘Three.’

Crouching his body, he slipped away and created distance.

‘Two.’

Slowly raising his left arm, he aimed it at the spear’s blade.

And then…

‘Now!’

Bang!!—

Ohjin’s eyes shone as he shot the wire shooter at the spear’s blade.

The weight attached to the end of the wire clashed with the spear, causing it to go off course.

Precisely hitting a spear that was thrusted by an 8-Star Awakener with all of their strength was harder than using a gun and hitting the wing of a fly buzzing around—

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Clang!!—

—but with the stigma of Clepsydra, he could do such a stunt without much difficulty.

“H-Huh?”

Before Park Gunwoo was able to readjust his spear—

‘Back to the stigma of Lyra.’

—Ohjin grasped his spear with his right hand and smoothly changed his stigma.

The slowed time returned back to normal as blue lightning threateningly blazed up.

“The one dying here isn’t me—”

Sticking the spear’s shaft to his flank, he slid back his right foot.

Twisting his body while using his left leg as a pivot, he swung his spear at Park Gunwoo’s completely exposed flank.

“—but you, dumbass.”

Pshk!!—

The perfect counterattack dug deep, starting from Park Gunwoo’s flank and up to his neck.

“Kugk! Kuk! Kru!”

Blood gushed out of his mouth as his body shivered.

“Hmpf!”

Ohiin twisted out the spear that pierced through Park Gunwoo’s body

He could see that the light in his eye with a sword scar engraved on it was slowly darkening.

“Phew.”

Catching his slightly ragged breathing, he smirked.

He reminisced on the sensation of when the world came to a halt.

‘This is better than I imagined.’

Ohjin had been looking forward to the Ancient Constellation quite a lot from the start, but it was honestly greater than he expected.

‘Well, the three times restriction is a bit of a shame.’

Still, when taking into account its potential in the future, as it would change according to its proficiency, it was an incredible harvest.

“Alright.”

Ohjin approached Park Gunwoo’s corpse with a satisfied smile.

As he had won the battle, it was time to take his reward.

‘Black Heaven.’

Black clouds covered Park Gunwoo’s body.

“Indeed, the quantity of mana in an 8-Star Awakener is different.”

An enormous amount of mana flowed into his body through the Black Heaven.

He wouldn’t have been that happy in the past, as he already had an overflowing amount of mana, but in the present, his lips couldn’t help but curve into a smile, as he had started to lack mana with the increase of skills that drained mana like Exceed and Lightning Flames.

-Zzt.

“…Hm?”

In the middle of absorbing mana, the scene changed with a familiar sensation.

‘Is it Transmission?’

Ohjin’s eyes shone keenly as he focused his mind on the memories that flowed into his head.

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T/N: Normally I’d use the name of the constellation that exists in real life, but this one isn’t a real constellation.
The literal translation of the stigma is ‘Hourglass Constellation’ but to follow the theme of ‘stigma of XX’ and using it as a skill, it has been changed to ‘Clepsydra’ which is a time-measuring device using water in Latin.
The vast majority of constellations are in Latin so I thought this would be the most fitting.