Chapter 62 …
True to its title as another world, God of Ose boasted a vast, sprawling world.
It was a world filled with countless quests, hidden fields, and relics—each discovery recorded in a place called the Adventurer’s Tome.
The beauty of God of Ose was the kind that nothing in reality could ever satisfy.
To borrow the players’ own words: once you got a taste of this adventure, real-world travel could never again quench the intense craving it left behind.
Because of that, many players focused more on exploration than character growth—what people called “fun-first players” rather than hardcore grinders.
But in any field, reaching the top inevitably brings fame.
Even in the realm of exploration, those who rose to the pinnacle could gain popularity rivaling that of major celebrities.
The King of Adventurers, Varion.
He was exactly such a case.
Among self-proclaimed adventurers, his obsession was unmatched—an almost fanatical spirit of exploration.
A man more sincere about the world of Abtartel than anyone else.
If it could be recorded in the Adventurer’s Tome, he would hunt it down—no matter what. His near-maniacal fixation made the title “King of Adventurers” more than deserved.
That obsession was precisely why he possessed the most complete Adventurer’s Tome of anyone.
People even said that, on every continent discovered so far, there was nothing Varion hadn’t found.
But even Varion had failed to uncover one thing.
—The Main Quest.
The main quest—an essential staple of any RPG and deeply tied to the game’s lore—was the most important quest of all.
There was no way players of God of Ose wouldn’t search for it.
Countless users set out to find the main quest, and Varion was among them.
—Everyone keeps asking me about it. Since the open beta, it’s been a year and six months. It may be a short time, but after everything I’ve searched, I can say this with certainty.
And so he spoke with conviction.
—There is no main quest in God of Ose. Or perhaps it hasn’t been opened yet… Either way, at this point in time, the main quest cannot be obtained.
There was no main quest.
Whether unopened or nonexistent, the conclusion was the same: stop looking.
His interview—delivered with a thoroughly sour expression—spread across the world in an instant, and players could only nod.
If the King of Adventurers couldn’t find it, it must not exist.
First time I’ve ever seen him that worked up. He must’ve really searched everywhere.
If Varion says so, I believe it.
The man who never knew how to give up—Varion’s reputation was that famous.
Of course, there were skeptics.
What is he, a god? Just because he couldn’t find it doesn’t mean it isn’t there.
Seriously lol. It’s still an RPG—how can there be no main quest?
Kids just get hyped and start parroting whatever…
But those opinions were quickly buried.
Varion’s notoriety for obsessive exploration was simply too overwhelming.
You’ve never watched him adventure, have you? The guy’s not normal.
For real—I once saw him swim bare-bodied through Maino Elephant dung water just to find one clue.
That’s nothing. He once tore apart bugs piece by piece and ate them while recording, just to find a hidden recipe.
Oh, I saw that stream. Green fluid suddenly came out of his mouth—scared the hell out of me.
Dude, I’m eating right now…
Okay, okay, I believe you. Please stop. I was wrong.
And honestly, belief wasn’t even necessary.
Even the top ten guilds had searched and failed to find a single clue about the main quest.
If the strongest players in God of Ose couldn’t find it working together, what could ordinary users possibly argue?
The main quest had not yet opened.
By now, that had become accepted fact in God of Ose.
Yeah… that’s what everyone thought…
It was common knowledge even among beginners, so Dohyun had never once considered searching for the main quest.
More precisely, he hadn’t had the time.
He needed to reach the Empire first—right now, even focusing solely on character growth wasn’t enough.
But then…
[Job Quest “One Step Toward the Truth” has begun.
Listen to the history of humanity that was erased from him.]
…
[You cannot refuse this quest.]
[Upon success, the Main Quest category will open.]
…This appears here?
The main quest… was here?
And he hadn’t even been looking for it—he had simply stumbled upon it while clearing a job quest.
Worse (or better), that job quest itself had come from a hidden route he discovered by chance.
Wow… so if I’d taken the normal route, the main quest would’ve disappeared?
Thinking about it, his choice had been incredibly lucky.
If he had played it safe and followed the standard path, he might never have even seen the “M” of the main quest until the game shut down.
It was honestly absurd.
What kind of main quest is linked to a job quest like this?
No wonder no one could find it.
You had to summon the hidden god Kashiyar—and then even the following job quest had to be obtained through a hidden route instead of the normal one.
No, before that, to even find the hidden god, you needed the Eye of Truth. And to get that, you had to defeat the Ironblood Demon Dragon in the tutorial…
When he laid it out step by step, it felt like every miracle in the world had to align.
What the hell was the developer thinking when they made this?
Even Dohyun had only gotten here through insane luck. Who in the world could discover the main quest set up like this?
Well… that explained why after a year and six months, not even a clue had surfaced.
All that suffering back then finally paid off.
If he hadn’t killed that monster in the tutorial, he wouldn’t have gained all these traits—and he never would’ve reached the main quest.
The thought made his chest swell with pride… and excitement.
Wasn’t he the only player in God of Ose progressing the main quest?
Just thinking about it made his heart race.
It was a feeling he’d rarely experienced since Demrock had begun to decline—and ever since starting God of Ose, that thrill had been returning moment after moment.
So this was why everyone called it a god-tier game.
Still, he needed to rein in his excitement for now.
There was something he had to go through first.
“Successor? Did I perhaps make you uncomfortable?”
“Ah, no. I was just lost in thought for a moment.”
“I see. Then may I now tell you the story you absolutely must hear?”
“Yes.”
“It may be humble, but please take a seat here. You two as well.”
—Kirik! Nice.
—Rizari!
A tragedy that failed to fill even a single page of history—torn away and forgotten.
“This is the life story of Lord Kashiyar… and the truth of the erased history. From here on, I will tell you what humanity was like in the past—and how powerful and fierce they once were…”
At last, it was time to hear the truth of humanity’s forgotten history.
* * *
The story went back 1,456 years.
Just as described by the Last Adventurer when he first summoned a god, humanity of the past was very different from humanity today.
They were the race that had received all the blessings of Abtartel.
Dwarves possessed talent for handling fire and iron.
Elves excelled in affinity with nature and craftsmanship.
Orcs were born with outstanding fertility and powerful physiques.
Most races were born with only one or two areas of potential.
But humanity…
Humanity was born with exceptional potential in every field.
If that wasn’t a blessing, what was?
That’s why I can use skills from every class.
Despite their short lifespans, humanity had built the most powerful faction of all.
Their explosive potential more than compensated for their brief lives.
They had even reached one of the five Thrones as masters of Abtartel.
And one of those masters was none other than the progenitor of magic—the Dragons.
But then a question naturally arose.
Then why is humanity today different from ancient humanity?
Why had that mighty race grown weaker than the others?
Why could they no longer display talent in every field?
“Humanity was truly powerful—fully deserving of the title as one of the Five Masters. Given more time, they would have risen even higher. Yes… if only they had been given time.”
Humanity had the potential to become apex predators.
But tragically, time was the one thing they weren’t given.
Just as they had finally secured their place among the Thrones…
“They” invaded.
“By ‘they,’ you mean…?”
“By now, you’ve likely guessed. The despicable beings who rule while commanding otherworlders… the ones called gods.”
“…Ah.”
At the shocking revelation, it was Jihad—not Dohyun—who reacted dramatically.
Gods? The gods are the masterminds, Master?
Rizari!?
Wait… the constellations in the night sky? Are they the enemies, Master?
Riza…!
Jihad kept opening and closing his mouth in shock, with Eliza beside him mirroring the same stunned expression.
Then, seeing Dohyun’s relatively calm face, Jihad muttered in disbelief.
Master, aren’t you surprised!? As expected of Sa— I mean, amazing.
Quiet. Let me focus.
…Okay.
Riza…
Dohyun sighed as Jihad zipped his mouth shut—and Eliza mimicked the gesture.
It wasn’t that Dohyun wasn’t surprised.
So this is what the job description meant…
He had simply already seen a summarized version during his class advancement, so it was easier to accept.
Still, hearing it spoken aloud felt different.
“All the divine realms were destroyed in the great war that ended Ragnarok. Having lost their place, the gods turned their eyes toward Abtartel.”
“….”
“Some unknown beings suddenly appeared, claiming to be gods and demanding obedience. Who would accept that? Countless races resisted—and thus, the war began.”
The scale felt entirely different from reading plain text.
This wasn’t just a war between humanity and the gods.
It was Abtartel versus the gods, and among the defenders were the Five Masters of the Thrones.
But the gods were strong.
The war, which lasted hundreds of years, drove many races to extinction and destroyed one-third of beautiful, vast Abtartel.
“But the gods did not escape unscathed either.”
Six divine beings who had achieved myth were slain, and countless gods fell.
The Five Masters were not enemies even the gods could ignore.
Even so, despite the catastrophic losses on both sides, the advantage still lay with the gods.
As the Five Masters gradually lost their territories and strength, the gods faced no spatial limitations—and time was on their side.
At this rate, the fall of Abtartel was only a matter of time.
