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I Killed an Academy Player Chapter 4: Precept (1)

Chapter 4: Precept (1)

I killed Park Sihu.‌

I killed the player.‌

Next⁠​‍ to the corpse⁠ of the one⁠‍​ who shared the​ same homeland as​‌ me, who had​⁠‍ been with me‍‍ through the ups‌ and downs of​⁠ my life, I deeply pondered to​‌ myself.

There‍ will be a void created due⁠​ to the player’s⁠ death. The story​ of ❰Heroic Legends⁠​ of Arhan❱ of​‌ defeating the final​‍ boss and saving⁠ the world had‌ ended before it⁠‍​ could even begin.‌

『Huhu,⁠ jackpot!』

“Well​‍ done. Nice job⁠ killing him.” But⁠ thinking of what​‍​ he had done,‌‌​ I commended myself.‌

It‌‌ would have made‍ me a little‌⁠ guilty if he‌‌​ had succeeded in‌‌‌ defeating the last​​‍ boss, and I might have even​⁠⁠ hesitated while killing‌‍⁠ him. Placing the‌ lives of a hundred thousand people​ he will be‌​ killing later on‍ and the world⁠‌ on each side‌ of a scale,‌ I might have​ contemplated my path.⁠⁠

More‌⁠ importantly, what mattered‌ the most now⁠⁠‍ was the message‌ that appeared when‌​​ killing Park Sihu…‌

『Sub-player,​⁠​ Korin Lork』

It‌​⁠ wasn’t my first‍‌⁠ time seeing a status screen, because‌⁠ I did see‌‍ it when I was swallowed by​ Park Sihu’s shadow‌​ and was locked‌‍ inside.

– Thump thump.

My​ heartbeat increased. I knew better than‌‍ anyone else how⁠ much Park Sihu‌⁠ had gained by⁠⁠ using the system​ window.

“…Status‍ Screen.”

〚Korin⁠⁠‌ Lork (Hero)〛

Ohhh,‌⁠​ ohhhh…! Finally, I have the godly‍‌ status screen myself!!⁠​‍

Class​‌‍ – {Restricted}

Personality‌‍‍ – {Restricted}

Talents‍ – {Restricted}

Aura‍‌​ – {Restricted}

Mana​ – {Restricted}

Specialties​⁠‍ – {Nothing}

〚Character​ Skills – 4〛‍‌​
Details – Restricted​⁠

………………..‍

……….…..​

………​​‌

“Crafting‌​ Window?”

『Access​ denied due to‌​‌ insufficient qualification』

“Inventory!”​‌

『Access​​‍ denied due to‍ insufficient qualification』

“Skills‍ Tab!”

『Access⁠ denied due to‌⁠ insufficient qualification』

Aish,⁠‍ god damn it!​​ Uninstall this damn‍‍‌ game!

Is​‍ this what ‘bare‌ minimum’ meant? This‍​ is just too⁠ much…!

Other⁠‌ people shout ‘Status​ Screen!’ to allocate‍‌ skill points, craft⁠ legendary weapons and‌⁠‌ speed through quests,‌‍​ so why is‍​‌ this only happening​⁠​ to me!

And​⁠ did you have‍​​ to say ‘Nothing’‍‍⁠ for something I didn’t have? Oh​⁠ my, how nice​ of you!

– Cough…!

“Haa…”⁠‌‍

Leaving‍‍‌ aside the discouraging⁠‌‌ turn of events,‌​ I had to​ save her.

“Alicia‍‌⁠ Arden? Are you‌ alright?”

“Auuh…‍‌‌ Noo…”

“Yeah…​‌​ Looks like it.”⁠‍

She⁠‍ seemed alright for⁠​ the time being‍ judging from how​ she could still​ speak.

“Uugh…⁠‌ Eyes, my eyes.⁠‍‌ I can’t seee.”​

“Do‌⁠‌ you feel dizzy,‌ and is it​ hard to smell?‍⁠⁠ Are your ears⁠ also fuzzy?”

“H,‍‍ how did ye⁠‍ know?”

“Your‍‍ tongue’s also twisted.”⁠

Blurry⁠‌‍ vision, dizziness and⁠‍‌ slurred words. There⁠⁠​ was only one‌‌​ possibility for that.‌⁠

“It⁠⁠​ seems like the⁠‌‌ poison of a duke frog.”

It‌ was fairly common‌⁠ in the east.⁠‍ There was even​‌​ a quest to⁠​‍ find a duke‍ frog from a well in the⁠‍ player’s starting village,⁠ and he must​⁠‌ have used that‌​ using the crafting‌‍‍ system of the⁠‌ system window to‍‍ separate the poison.‍‌‌

His‍ crafting level must​ have been low⁠‌‌ so it shouldn’t​⁠⁠ be lethal, but​​‌ it will continue‍‌‍ sucking her HP​‍ dry if left​‍‌ unattended. I had‌⁠ to feed her‌​‌ a simple antidote‍​ at least.

5 seconds would have‍‍​ been enough if‌ I had the​‌ crafting window but…‌‌

It‌ was annoying the​ more I thought​‌ about it.

Anyway,⁠ carrying her all‌ the way to‍‍​ Merkarva City would‍​ take at least‌‌ a few hours,​⁠‍ so the best⁠⁠ option would be‌‌⁠ to stop her⁠‍ bleeding and remove⁠ her poison here.‌⁠

Since‍ it wasn’t a lethal poison, she‍‌​ should be fine‍⁠​ after a few⁠‍ days of suffering⁠‌ as long as‌ she wasn’t bleeding.​‌

“Huhuk…‍ Am I going‌‌ to diee?”

Ignoring‍⁠‍ her, I tightened⁠‌ a belt around​‌‍ her wound.

“Kuaaakk?!”‍‍

A pitiful scream reverberated​⁠ across the forest,⁠‍​ but a hemostasis‌​ was supposed to‍⁠ hurt. Although it‍ might be deathly​⁠‌ painful, it had⁠​​ to be done‌ in order to​‍ avoid death.

“———!!!!”⁠

“It’s‍ alright. I’m a master at stopping​‍‌ blood.”

To⁠‍ be fair, I had never been​ the one to​ use a system‌ window. I had‌​⁠ to live in⁠ my own way⁠‍ without it.

———!!⁠‌‍

Wow,‍ look at her​​​ scream. Her voice​‌⁠ was thunderous like‌ the cry of‌​ a baby born⁠ to be a general. I had⁠⁠ no idea if‍⁠ she even heard‍‍‌ what I was​ saying.

– Gush!

Blood‍ spurted out through⁠ the gaping hole‍⁠ created by the⁠‌ beowulf.

“Huu…⁠ B, benefactorr…”

“Nn?”​⁠

“Let​⁠​ me leave, my​‌ last words…”

“Last⁠ words my ass.‌​ Bite onto this.”‍‍

“…?”‍

I placed Park Sihu’s‍‍ wrist inside Alicia’s​‍ mouth. It would‌ be very painful​​​ so I wanted​ her to hold‍‌ on to herself​‍ by biting on‌‌ it.

“It’s‍‌‍ okay to bite​ down as hard⁠ as you want.”‌

“…!”‍‌​

Alicia‌ looked teary as‍​​ if she was‌⁠‍ in a great​ amount of pain.​ I continued with‍ the hemostasis and‍ she bit down⁠​ hard from the⁠‍ severe sense of⁠​ pain as her‍​‌ teeth dug into‌ Park Sihu’s wrist.‍

Well,⁠ it wasn’t my‌​⁠ hand so it‍‌​ was none of‍‌ my business.

I was somewhat done‌ with sealing the‍‌⁠ wound below her⁠‍ rib. What I had to do‌‌ next was detoxify⁠​​ the poison and…‍ I had been​ in this world​ for 3 years‌‌ already, and knew‍⁠​ how to make‍​ a basic antidote⁠ without the likes‍ of a system‍​ window.

Fortunately,‍⁠ the ingredients were‍ nearby so all​ I needed was‍⁠⁠ some water and‌​​ a tin to‍‌​ store the medicine​‌‍ and…

“Found⁠ it.”

As​​ expected, there was‍​‍ a bag discarded⁠‍‌ on the floor.⁠⁠ It was probably​⁠ Alicia’s bag that‍ she threw away‍‍ before jumping in​‌⁠ to save Park‌‌ Sihu.

“Ohh,​ there’s a tin​⁠⁠ pot as well.”⁠

Pouring⁠​​ water into the‍‌‌ pot, I mixed‍ in a few‍ ingredients. Starting a fire wasn’t that‍​⁠ difficult thanks to​ my abundant camping​⁠‍ experience.

“I’m‌‌⁠ making the antidote​ now. Hold on‌‌⁠ a bit more.”⁠‌

“Uhh…”​‍

She⁠‍⁠ sniffed without saying​⁠⁠ anything, which was‌⁠ probably due to‍ the poison still‍‍ encroaching her body.‍​ From how she⁠⁠ was talking about‌‍ ‘last words’ and​‌ stuff, she might‌ be thinking she’s​⁠⁠ dying but…

‘People⁠‌​ don’t die that‍‍⁠ easily.’

While‍⁠‌ boiling the antidote,‍‍​ I threw Park‍​⁠ Sihu’s corpse away.‍​ Alicia had been⁠ biting on the⁠ wrist so hard‌‍ that I could‍‍ see the bone‌‌ inside the wound.‌⁠⁠

I was in the⁠‌‌ middle of adding‍‌ the key ingredients⁠​‍ to make the​⁠ antidote when Alicia⁠ sniffed and twitched‍​ her nose.

The‍ guts of a horned rat had​‍ a pretty nasty‍​ smell indeed.

“Uhhm…⁠‌​ Benefactoor…”

Arduously​​ opening her mouth,⁠‌ she called me​ her ‘benefactor’.

“Y,‍ your name… Please,‍ tell me your‌‍⁠ namee…”

“You​‌⁠ don’t need to‍‍ know. Don’t bother⁠‌‌ asking.”

“Why?”‌

“Don’t‌⁠ worry and take‌ a good rest.‍‍‌ I will wake​​ you up when‍ the antidote is⁠‍ done.”

“Okayy…”⁠​‌

It⁠ might have been‌‌‍ to make her​ shoulder a mental‍​ debt towards me,‍⁠ but what I was going to⁠ do now had⁠ to be kept‌‌⁠ a secret. The‍​⁠ antidote would be‌ finished in about​⁠​ 30 minutes so‍​ until then, I placed a piece​‍‌ of cloth wetted‍‍​ with medicine over‍‍ her eyes.

Now,⁠ let’s analyze the‌⁠‍ situation.

The​‍ current point in​ time was the​ tutorial quest and​‍‌ the time before⁠ the admission into‍⁠⁠ the academy. I had regressed to​ 3 years before⁠ my death.

Astonishing​​ events would be‌ occurring with the⁠‌ academy at the‌‌​ center, and many​​ stories will be‍‌ affected.

❰Heroic‌ Legends of Arhan❱‍‌​ was quite literally⁠ the game of‍‌ the legendary records⁠⁠ of a hero.⁠⁠ The player was⁠ the hero tasked⁠ with saving the​ world and defeating‌ countless villains as‍⁠ well as the⁠‍ final boss.

And⁠‌‌ yet that player‍⁠ had been killed‍⁠ by me, so​ who would be​ the one that‍​ had to act‌⁠ in his stead?‌

‘I‍‍⁠ have to do⁠ it.’

It​⁠​ was something I had prepared myself⁠ from the moment‌‍‍ I decided to‍ kill Park Sihu.‍​ He and I shared a few⁠⁠ conversations about what⁠ would happen after​⁠⁠ clearing the main‍‌ scenario of the‍ game…

The‌ reason he had‍‌ been diligently clearing‌‍ the game regardless‍‌⁠ of his evil‍ trait was because‌‍⁠ the world would‍‍ be destroyed without⁠‌⁠ defeating the final‍​ boss. Ever since⁠​​ we entered this⁠ world, we had‍⁠ no other choice‌‌‍ but to risk‍​‍ our lives in‌ saving this world.⁠​

That​⁠ was why… I could understand him⁠ a bit; on‌​ why he had⁠​​ been killing people‌‍‌ for the sake​‌⁠ of his efficiency.⁠‍​

But⁠⁠ he shouldn’t have‌⁠‌ done that. He‍ shouldn’t have become‍​‌ a villain just⁠‌ because he wanted​​​ to beat this‍​​ world.

“Huu…”‍⁠‌

At​‌ the very least,‍‌⁠ it was fortunate‍‍ that I would‍‍ be receiving some‌ level of support⁠ thanks to that​‍​ sub-player or whatever​⁠​ but…

『Access‌⁠ denied due to‍ insufficient qualification』

I wish they had‌​ done it properly‌⁠ if they were​ going to do‍ it. It seemed‍‌‍ that I shouldn’t⁠​ expect anything from​ the system window‍ and think of⁠‌ it as nonexistent.⁠‍

Whatever⁠‍⁠ the case, I had to take​ the player’s place,⁠⁠ but the problem​ was that I had none of‌⁠ the convenient devices‌⁠ of a player.⁠‌

The⁠ skills tab which⁠ allowed the player‍ to choose skills;‌‍

The​⁠⁠ inventory that allowed⁠‌​ one to take‌‌​ out things from​ anywhere;

And​ the item crafting‍ window which was‍ essential for some‍ of the quests‍ were all gone.‍

But⁠‍⁠ most importantly…

‘Park⁠​⁠ Sihu lost with​ all of that​‍ in his possession.’‌⁠‍

He‌⁠‌ knew more about‍​ the game ❰Heroic​‌‍ Legends of Arhan❱‍‍⁠ than I did.​‌‌ Even after monopolizing⁠ all the hidden‌‌​ pieces and experience​ points using his​‌‌ overflowing amount of‌‌ information, he still⁠‍​ lost to the‌‌‍ final boss.

Relying‍‍ on questionable support​‌ and information about‍ the future was‌⁠⁠ not enough. I needed power outside⁠ of the system.‌‍‌

What‌​‌ was fortunate was‍⁠‍ that I wasn’t‌​ a normal ‘possessor’​⁠ either.

3 years.

While‍​ advancing the story,‌ I was tempered‌‍‌ throughout the vicious⁠‌ fights and struggles.​‍

I was desperate in​ my own way‌‌ for survival, and​ I didn’t skip⁠​‌ any of the​​​ training events that⁠‍⁠ were simply ways​ to gather skill​​ points for Park​‌‍ Sihu.

Judging⁠ from how I was graded as‌⁠⁠ a ‘Hero’ which‍‌ was the highest⁠ rank a named‍ character could get,⁠‌‍ one could say​ it was a huge growth for​‍‌ a random side⁠⁠ character.

However,‍ that was still‌‌ far from enough,‍⁠ and there were⁠ also plenty of​​ hidden pieces that‌‍ I couldn’t use‍‌‌ as a non-player.⁠

That​ was why I had to use‌ something outside of‌ the system, for⁠⁠ example…

– Jiik

I wrote a letter‌‌ on the ground⁠ with my finger.‍‌ The symbol engraved‍ with the layer‍ of dirt as⁠ the canvas and‍ my finger as⁠ the pen was‍ the ancient letter​ meaning ‘Wind’.

– Hwaruk!

The‌⁠ fire boiling the‌‍ medicine wavered faintly‍⁠‍ from the breeze.‍‍​

It⁠ worked.

What⁠ I used just‍‍‍ then was rune‌‍⁠ magic. These were‌⁠ the ancient letters‍​​ where the letters‍​ themselves functioned like⁠​ magic. It was⁠‍ the only magic​​⁠ that I learned​‍‌ in the previous‍​‍ iteration, and was​ the only thing​⁠​ I could use‌​ as a dumb​‌‍ non-magic user.

It⁠ was a dead⁠ language that you⁠ would now only‌​‍ be able to‍‍​ find at the​ corner of Merkarva​​‌ Academy’s great library.‍​

What‍‍ I was going⁠⁠ to do now⁠​ was arrange these‍‌ rune letters which​​ contained power on​‍ its own to⁠​ engrave sentences into‌⁠ my body.

A Precept.

Duty,‌‍⁠ a vow that‌ had to be⁠‍ kept.

Restriction,‌​⁠ a limit placed⁠‍​ upon oneself.

Pledge,​​ the ambition that‌ one had to​ be aspiring for.‌

These⁠ three were tied‍‌ together as a Precept, and was‍‍ one of the‍​⁠ strongest ‘rules’ of‍​‍ this world, that⁠ either acted as​‌ the source of‍‍​ superhuman power or​ the agent of​‌ ruin.

This‍ was different from​ the skills and‍ stats of a player. It was‍ just one of⁠⁠‍ the hidden settings​​⁠ added to explain‌⁠‌ the power of‍ the boss characters.⁠​‍

Why⁠‌ did I not‍​ use such an‍ amazing thing in‌ the previous iteration,‍ you may ask,⁠​ and it’s because‌ the risk was⁠ too high.

As⁠ one would be‌ able to tell​⁠​ from the word‌ ‘Precept’, these three⁠⁠ acted as the​​‌ source of tremendous​​ power, but it‍‌ was possible to‌‌ work around them‍​ after reading the‍‌ sentences engraved on⁠‌​ the body.

The​‌ enemy might be‍ able to use‍ my Precept like⁠ I did, to⁠‍ create a trap‍⁠ leading to ruination.​​

There⁠ was no reason‌‌‌ to bother risking‍⁠‍ it in the⁠⁠‍ previous iteration where⁠ the player was‍​ growing without a problem, but things‌​ were now different.​​​

Biting⁠‌‍ off the skin⁠⁠ on my fingertip‌⁠ to let it⁠ bleed, I then⁠‌ started carving rune‌‌⁠ letters into my⁠‍‌ body.

Duty.​‍​ It was the⁠‌ vow that always​​ had to be​‌ kept, and was​ one that would⁠ grant me power​ when followed.

The⁠‍ trick to engraving‌‍ Duty was by⁠​⁠ writing down something‌‌ that could be​‍‍ ‘repeatedly activated’.

Let’s​ say it was‌‍⁠ running 50 meters​‍ everyday. In that​ case, my stats⁠‌​ would increase every⁠⁠ time I accomplished‌⁠ running 50 meters​⁠​ everyday.

A safer duty would‌‍ be for example,​​‍ ‘I will not​⁠ eat birds for‍ the rest of‍‍‌ my life’ which​​ is done ‘cumulatively’,‍ but it was‌‍ okay to increase​​ the risk here​ because I knew‌‌​ a lot of‍‌‍ things about the‌‍ future.

Besides,⁠‍⁠ the amount of​​ incremented power also​‌‍ increased depending on‍​ the weight of‌‍ the vow itself.‌‍‌

In​⁠⁠ this world, there⁠⁠⁠ was something called⁠ ‘Karma’ – which‌​ was the same‍ as experience points,​‌‌ except that was​⁠ what it was​⁠ called in this‌ world – and⁠⁠ the Karma you​‌ gain by defeating‌⁠⁠ a Grade 5 monster was nowhere‌‌​ near the one‍‌ you gained by⁠ killing a Grade​⁠ 1 monster.

Similarly,​‌‍ this Duty had‌⁠ to be shouldering⁠‍‌ a heavy enough​‌ Karma in the⁠​​ perception of this‌⁠ world to give⁠‌ an equal amount​‌⁠ in return.

〚I‍​ will not disregard‍ the misfortune of​‌ the good.〛

– Chiiiik!

“Kuuk…!”‍​

Rune‍⁠ letters were carved​‍‍ onto my body‍⁠ as complete sentences.‌

This​‌‌ might be how​‌ it feels to‌ have a scorching‌​ hot piece of⁠‌ metal engraving a letter on my​⁠‌ body as I unconsciously uttered deep‌⁠‍ groans.

“Huu…​​‌ huu…”

My⁠⁠‍ body felt heavy⁠‌​ – that was‌‍ how heavy the‍‌‌ ‘Duty’ engraved in​ my body was.⁠‌

The‌ regulations of Precept​‌⁠ were only applied‍ within the user’s​⁠⁠ range of cognition.‍‍​

Even‍⁠⁠ if it was⁠​ about a future‍ or an event⁠⁠⁠ which had yet​⁠‌ to occur, it​⁠‍ would come to‌ me as my‍ Karma as long‌ as I was​‌ conscious of it.‌

The‌‍ keywords here were⁠ ‘the good’ and‌ ‘misfortune’.

In‌ this game, the​‌ good and evil⁠⁠ of a character’s​ personality were specified‌ in the character​ screen, and good-natured​⁠ characters overcoming their‌‍‍ misfortune would be‌ helpful for me⁠ as well, because‌⁠​ they were the⁠‍‌ ones that would‍⁠​ be fighting against​⁠ this world’s crisis.‌‌

Put⁠‍ in another way,‌‌‌ this meant the‍ ‘Precept of Duty’‍​ would be repeatedly​ applied to me‍ as I continued⁠‍‌ solving the quests⁠​​ of this game,‍⁠⁠ and would result‍ in a suitable​ return to my⁠‍ power.

However,‍ there was no‌‍‌ need to save‍ every good person⁠⁠ in the world,​‍ because a Precept‌ was activated in‍ the range of​ my cognition. Even‍ if the unfortunate‌‍‌ person walking down‌‍ the street was‌ a good person,⁠⁠ my Duty would‍‌‍ not be activated​ as long as⁠‌ I wasn’t aware⁠⁠‍ of it.

Next⁠‍‍ up was Restriction.⁠​‍

‘Restriction’​⁠‌ was a consistently​‌ activated rule that⁠‍⁠ intentionally placed an‍⁠​ unfavorable condition to‌ oneself to permanently​ increase the stats.‍⁠

It⁠​ was by nature‌⁠‍ high risk – high return. Because⁠‍ it was the⁠‌ most vulnerable out​ of the three⁠ Precepts, it might⁠​ be taken advantage‍ of as a weakness, and perhaps‌​ was the most​ important one of‍ the three.

Making​ a weakness on⁠ their own. A normal ‘Restriction’ could⁠​ be a detrimental⁠⁠ one binding me​‍ like shackles, but—‍

〚I‌‌ do not perceive​​​ spirits.〛

– Chiiiik!

“Kuugh…!”​​​

Spirits.​​

It‍​​ literally meant astral​‍ bodies, like ghosts‍​⁠ and elemental spirits⁠‍ that did not‌‌ have a physical‍‌ body. Like demonic​⁠ beasts, the enemy‍‌ of humanity that‍‍​ hunters had to‍‍ defeat were called‍ demonic spirits in‍ this world.

Well,⁠‌ although they were‌ called demonic spirits,​‌‍ it didn’t mean⁠⁠‍ anything. Every astral⁠⁠ body that was⁠‌ hostile to humanity‌ were all referred​‌‍ to as demonic​ spirits.

Elemental​ spirits that did‌‌‌ not like humans,⁠‍⁠ and defensive astral‌⁠⁠ bodies of ancient​‌ ruins were all‍​ called demonic spirits‌​​ as long as‌​‍ they attacked humans.​‍‍

And‌ in this world,⁠⁠‌ there was one​ rule for spirits.​‍‍

Spirits‍⁠‌ interfered with one‌⁠‌ another upon mutual​⁠‍ cognition. An example‍⁠ was how spirits‍​ were unable to⁠⁠ enter the mind‌​‍ of an unconscious​⁠​ person.

In⁠⁠ this world, every⁠‍ human had even‍⁠ a tiny bit⁠‌⁠ of spiritual perception‌ no matter how‍ ungifted they were.​

There⁠‍⁠ might be 1 or 2, but‍ there was never⁠‍ 0.

What‌ I did just‌ then through Restriction⁠‍⁠ was reducing that​ number to 0.‌​

In⁠​ other words, I would not be‍​ able to perceive⁠ spirits. I will‌⁠ be exempt from​⁠‍ the rule of​‌ mutual cognition and⁠‌ spirits will not⁠‍ be able to‍‌‌ deal with me,‍ just like how‍ I can’t deal​ with them.

The‍ only way for⁠‍⁠ them to touch‍‍ me, would probably‌​ be with the⁠⁠‍ help of an‍ elementalist materializing and⁠​‍ giving bodies to‍‌‌ those spirits.

I knew how strong​⁠ this Restriction was‌‌ more than anyone⁠ else, because this‍ was the very⁠​⁠ ‘Restriction’ of the⁠‌‌ world’s strongest rune‌ mage, and the‌‌ boss character, Valtazar.​

Its⁠ effect was 0%‍‍⁠ accuracy to spirits,‌ at the return​‍ of 50% increase‌​ in power against‍ physical existences.

Anything​⁠‍ else apart from‍​‌ the one used‍ to play around‌‍ Valtazar’s Restriction would⁠​ not be able⁠ to destroy mine‍ either.

Finally,‌⁠‍ what remained was‍ the ‘Pledge.’

This​‌ was the grand​​ ambition that warriors​ had to be​ aspiring for, and‌​‍ the weight of​ that aspiration acted⁠ as a support.‌‌ It was literally‍​ pledging to yourself‌ that you would⁠ always aspire for‌ that grand ambition.​‍​

There​‌ was no need​‌​ to even hesitate‍​ for this one.‌​⁠

〚I‍ will save the⁠ world.〛

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