Divine Path System

After some brief talking, they had a light meal and …some heavy alcohol.

"Huek! You worry me all the time." Kyle confessed with a flushed face as he downed another cup.

Maya elbowed Kyle and said with a hazy glare. "You shouldn't be the one saying it. You think I'll forgive your harsh words, euk!"

Varian watched them leisurely. He drank six times their amount but still couldn't get drunk. As a Level 5 Awakener, his body had high resistance.

Wines were also classified into 9 stars. They cost a tonne of karma points and only well-off people would be able to afford it.

However, his goal now was not to get drunk.

He looked at Kyle who was slowly swinging to and fro on his chair and asked. "Kyle, about my tomb…"

"Huek!" Kyle almost jumped from his seat before peeking at Varian. Realizing that his friend was not angry, he hurriedly sat down, almost crashing onto the seat due to his dizziness.

Thus, with newfound courage, he gulped another cup and slammed it on the table.

Bam!

"Your tomb. It's my idea." His eyes shone with vigor.

"We couldn't even find your remains, but a tomb must be Heuk! built." Kyle clenched his fist and slammed the table again.

Bam!

"Then…" Varian paused for a moment, before asking the important question. "Those lines on my tomb…"

Kyle stood up and staggered to Varian. He grabbed Varian by the shoulders. He peered around as if to see if anyone was spying. After confirming only the three of them were present, he confessed.

"I didn't tell anyone about this. But I believe in souls!"

Maya, who was resting her chin on her palm almost lost her grip as she exclaimed. "What?!"

Kyle made a silent gesture to her. "I know. I know. I'll be branded as a Superstitious if anyone knows. Heck! I'll probably be the laughing stock.

But you know what? I'd rather believe that the people I know exist in some form after they die."

Varian was taken aback by his reason. Did people really exist in some form after their death?

When 99% of earthlings died in Blink, people called it the Judgement day, the end of the Yuga, and so on.

However, as humanity grew stronger, those myths of Old Earth turned even more obscure.

Except for people like Varian who were interested in Old Earth, most people didn't even know about those myths.

After all, why would anyone bother checking how people lived in that area 500 years ago?

"You didn't consider the possibility I was alive?" He asked slowly.

Kyle was still drunk and was talking his mind. He first nodded then shook his head. "The chances were very, very slim. 1 in 46 Trillion, 303 Billion  and 96 Million…"

"Stop! Stop!" Varian shut him up and shrugged. The last time Kyle talked about chances… was during the first adventure into Dungeon. It didn't end well. 

Kyle removed his hands from Varian and filled his cup again. "I still wished you were alive. But I made preparations in case you turned into a soul.

So I wrote those lines. If urban legends like ghost ship can exist, then souls also might as well exist."

Saying so, he finished the wine and exhaled. "If I can piss you off with those lines, maybe your soul will meet me, huek!"

Maya immediately hugged him as she patted his back. "So this is why you were so stubborn. Kyle, this is why you are the best."

Varian took a deep breath to calm himself. Kyle had a good reason. A very sentimental one.

But...

"How did Sarah know?" He gritted his teeth and asked.

Kyle was embracing Maya and rubbing his face on her chest like a kid. Without changing the posture, he replied. "She said you were her friend and wanted to know about you. I showed her the tomb. Huek! She even sent flowers every week."

He slowly got out of Maya's embrace and looked at Varian with a lewd smile. "Brother, when did you hook up with her?"

Veins popped up on Varian's head. If only these two people were aware of his tomb, he'd have let it slide.

But…this idiot had to tell that to Sarah. And Anna also knew.

After that day, other than the recurring nightmares of his mother's death, Varian had another nightmare.

Anna in her maid suit would scan him from head to toe and say with confusion.' You're handsome and fit. Why are you still a virgin…you have a problem?'

'Thank you Kyle for giving me a nightmare.' Varian clenched his fist and tried to reign in his anger.

"Varian, say, what's the progress? Second Base? Third Base or did you go all the way?" Kyle nudged him and asked with an excited smile.

"Progress my ass!" Varian grabbed Kyle and said. "Kyle, face the judgment! This is karma biting you back!"

With that, he punched him in the face.

Bam!

"Ouch! Even if you beat me, don't beat me in the face." Kyle whined as he rubbed his swollen cheeks.

"So I will only beat you in the face!" Varian vowed and punched him again!

Bam!

"Died a Single? Really?!"

Bam!

"Virgin?"

"Y-You told me it was your regret when you were drunk...."

Bam!

"Shut up! Things said when drunk should never be mentioned sober."

Varian didn't even use 0.1% of his strength, but even then, Kyle felt his face swell.

"W-Wait! But we're drunk!"

"I'm not!"

Bam!

"If Sarah took some pictures of my tomb and showed it to others, Argh.. just thinking about it makes me mad!"

Smack!

"Brother! I call you brot—"

"If one of my fan club members sees the tomb, I might as well die!"

Smack!

"There's also a maid that made fun of me for that! Problem? I have no problem!"

Stopping his punch midway, he turned to Maya.

Would she mind him beating her boyfriend? If so, he'd ask her to go out of the room for a breather and return after he was done. 

There was no way he was going to stop! 

Maya looked at him in confusion and said. "Why are you stopping? Beat him! He ignored me for so long! I'm making up with him, but he needs to pay the price!"

Varian smirked and turned to Kyle who stared at Maya with wide eyes. "Dear, W-What happened to 'Not holding grudges?'"

Maya curled her lips in disdain. "My stupid boyfriend, women….always hold grudges."

"Damn!"

Bam!

"I should've stayed single! But my handsome face didn't allow me."

Varian paused for a moment before he beat him harder.

Was Kyle implying that he was not handsome? Then he deserves more beatings!

Maya's eyes brightened as she cheered.

"Varian, uppercut!"

"Hook from the left!"

"From the right!"

"K.O.!"

Boom!

Kyle collapsed onto the seat with a swollen face that resembled a pig.

Maya captured him from every angle. She even had a few selfies. 

In her words, it was the blackmail material. If he did something stupid one day, she'd threaten him with his 'pictures'.

Varian shuddered as he looked at the drunk Maya. She reminded him of Sarah who dragged him into combat room in the name of practice.

'Sure enough. Women are dangerous creatures..' He sighed.