“Ho there, craving some head pats now, aren’t we? Hahaha!”
“The room leader has been awfully cute lately, huh?”
“My ears might just melt off.”
“Please, No Name, show us some moreeeee!”
“Happy to be broadcasting, right? So after the national exchange tournament is over, you should broadcast every single day.”
“To be honest, I’m a bit scared… I agree.”
“Nameless tears the viewers apart~”
Just wanted to casually snack on some fish while turning on the broadcast, but for some reason, things have been proceeding smoothly today.
Buoyed by this momentum, I entered the capsule to begin a second broadcast.
Since the capsule enables much more diverse content, the viewers were naturally welcoming.
“Since the mood is so good today, let’s try…”
Click.
[Unimagician Project – All Rights Reserved.]
The professional magic design software ‘Unimagician’ powers on.
[‘Ssesseusnowman’ donated 10,000 won!]
“Traitor, you’ll pay for that…”
[Viewer Count – 101,656]
[Viewer Count – 97,022]
[Viewer Count – 86,473]
“Hey, everyone calm down and listen to me for a second!”
In under a minute, 15,000 people left, so I shouted.
“Tch, even Nameless has overstepped here.”
“You should be studying instead of playing games.”
“No one can force us to study!”
“Not happening!”
“How dare you? We’re not ready for another hundred years, kid!”
It was terrifying just how ingrained this pattern was.
Look at the exclusive managers of famous stars.
At first, they were all so proud, but as time went on and they kept seeing the same faces every day, they gradually grew indifferent.
“Want to cook ‘shi’ soup? Don’t you?”
As soon as I stopped the program, viewers started drifting back—though not completely, like stray house cats who’ve been fed before once did.
To those cats who had left the house, I cautiously extended my hand and promised them a delicious pot of ‘shi’ soup.
“I’ll snap some pretty memory pictures for you.”
[No Name]
[Unimagician – Memory Picture Service]
[Broadcast Time – 0:28:36]
[Viewers – 125,179]
Of course, I’m not one of those easy-to-topple types who gives out everything freely, crumbling like a fallen tree.
Like selling pocket monster bread with a side order of rice cake tucked in.
I began with a quick theoretical broadcast.
-Zzzzzzz
-…)
-Kuul…
-Hmm…
-So sleepy zzzz
-These look like the end-of-term students in my class… haha
“The Rosario Prison is an extraordinarily powerful 4-circle fantasy-boundary magic. And the more creative the caster is, the more the effect amplifies. But there is one weakness: it’s quite easy to reverse-engineer. Now, does this give you a hint?”
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“You’re supposed to applaud here!”
“Not yet. Just keep listening…!”
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“Haha… Just brute strength should suffice, right?”
“HaebyeongTangSuyuk, no way. Come here and let’s see how well you can endure.”
“Oh?”
“Is this why you were chosen for the memory picture?”
“What rank are you?”
“Brute force alone wouldn’t constitute magic, right? Hahaha.”
“I should have stayed awake too and provoked you…”
The basic avatar of the Unimagician software appeared.
“Are you at all familiar with war or horror movies? Do you have any heart conditions?”
“What’s there to say? I’m a marine who beats ghosts!”
“It could get quite cruel. Are you sure you aren’t a weakling?”
“Absolutely not! Haha! Is Nameless scared?”
“Hold on, I just need to turn the camera off.”
[Unimagician: Executing Simulation]
[4-Circle Casting: The Rosario’s Prison]
Erosion of appetite.
Wherever the host has been, pools of blood always remain.
The infected are eternally consumed by hunger, gnawing on and cannibalizing each other.
The leg flesh, torn like teeth marks, emits dark magical energy.
The more they eat, the more bloated their bodies become, and the more they are devoured, the more they deviate from their original human forms.
A place where human blood and flesh flutters like dandelion seeds.
If there were such a thing as a living hell, this must be it.
“Ugh…!”
HaebyeongTangSuyuk gagged and had a near hyperventilation attack, getting ejected from the capsule.
I turned the camera back on and shook my palm off.
“Nothing happened. Let’s keep going!”
The applause-worthy part came right here.
Reversing the structure, I covered it with a different boundary-magic fantasy.
At the scene, I brought down the dimension of an alchemist and a level by one step, anchoring it in a 2D dome screen.
“I must explain about alchemists first, right? The astronomy students seem to know already. This is basically the magic of observing the stars surrounding our Earth. When the particles from the stars, such as simproutons or metaurium, hit the Earth, they get reflected and then sucked into Earth’s main beam like a black hole. As the information is extremely tangled up, it’s almost impossible to extract them unless Maxwell’s demon existed.”
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“I got to know about this from a YouTube video that introduced it as the ‘most complex 5-circle magic’ in the world. Haha.”
“True, if we only consider mechanical complexity. Circle 4 consists of 64, and Circle 5 has 128 runic spell languages, leading to such results. But surprisingly, it doesn’t take that long to cast because it has 16-way symmetry, so folding and unfolding the circuit spell symbols makes quick work of creating the spell.”
“Simproutons, Metaurium, Maxwell! What’s all that gobbledegook?”
“Nameless Nameless, I can’t handle this anymore!”
“Please, save me!”
“Is this some kind of origami?”
“By the way, is there a reason we can’t use telescopes and must rely on magic?”
While explaining to the viewers, I wrote down all the circuits and runic languages.
“According to recent knowledge, when synchronized with human emotion, this magic shows the person’s happiest moment.”
“Huh?”
“No surprise, Nature fanboys sure know their stuff!”
“Wild! Such a magic exists?”
“The singularity of magic! Dang!”
“I tried searching for it, but there were no results.”
“Of course, you wouldn’t find it. I made it up right here in my head.”
I placed the camera near my feet.
“Here, who wants to go first? Remember, only those who are okay with this getting uploaded to YouTube need to volunteer.”
I crossed my arms, crossed my legs, and looked arrogantly down.
“Alright, who’s the boss now?”
As expected, an overwhelming number of volunteers flooded the chat.
There was even a brief incident where Twish went into a shutdown from all the commotion.
The first lucky participant was a duo of female avatars wearing Hawaiian-style attire.
“Wow, Namelss-sama! You’re even cuter in person!”
“Hello! Although this isn’t in person but via avatars, could you introduce yourselves briefly?”
“Yes, I am Park Seo-ah, and I work as an elementary school teacher in Seoul.”
“I’m Kim Mi-yeong, a working mom raising a spirited daughter!”
“Are you two friends?”
Kim Mi-yeong enthusiastically gave a thumbs-up and nodded her head energetically.
Seo-ah burst into laughter, mentioning they were inseparable friends.
“Why did you apply for our memory picture content?”
“Ah, this girl here says she’ll never marry! I, on the other hand, live life through raising my daughter.”
“Whatever, I don’t have marriage on my mind.”
“So which of you decided to apply?”
Seo-ah pointed at working mom Kim Mi-yeong.
“What memory do you think is your happiest?”
Kim Mi-yeong replied confidently:
“When my daughter was born, or when she was discharged from the hospital, those moments might have been the happiest. She looked quite wrinkly when she was born.”
“Your daughter was sick?”
“Yes… She had pneumonia and lived in the hospital until she was three years old. Nowadays, seeing her run around the playground makes me so happy.”
“I just wanted to revisit how good my life has been. I didn’t expect to get this far, so getting selected feels incredible. Truly an honor to meet you, Namelss-sama. I know you’re busy with the national exchange tournament, yet here you are taking time for this…”
“Oh, it’s no big deal. I’m having fun myself.”
After shaking hands with Seo-ah, I moved forward with the discussion.
The debate on whether being married or single brings more happiness is really a common theme.
“Simple. Mi-yeong, just come over here, relax, and close your eyes.”
“Like this?”
“Yes, let’s start.”
[Unimagician: Starting Simulation]
[4-Circle Casting: The Mirror of the Alchemist]
Wooow-
Unlike the 5-circle Alchemist, the dimension-reduced magical circle appeared as a screen inside the dome.
“You can open your eyes now, right?”
“Yes, you can.”
“Wow… This is the house where I used to live! It was demolished for redevelopment… Magic really is amazing…”
Kim Mi-yeong looked around the dome in amazement.
-Wow, does this really happen?
-Wow what is this magic! Incredible!
-It’s not memory magic. It’s detailed!
-Holy crap! The house looks so old!
-Another amazing magic from NoName!
A typical middle-class family house, about 30 pyeong.
The interior definitely had that vintage feel.
Kim Mi-yeong curiously explored the kitchen and the master bedroom.
Objects not associated with ‘happy memories’ weren’t rendered.
Beep beep beep beep…
The entrance door opening startled the two women.
When the figures appeared within the boundary, we became transparent ghosts.
[Wow this is our house! It’s been so long! I don’t remember much because this was so long ago… Let’s take a walk together!]
[Mommy, hug meeee!]
[Of course, let me hug you. Who does this girl resemble?]
[I don’t know… It must be from her…!]
Here was the father, mother, and a 3-year-old girl all together.
The little girl in a cute beanie cap was happily celebrating being a guest at her mother’s lap.
In the meantime, the father had retrieved some cold spam from the fridge and was heating it up in the microwave, intending to enjoy it secretly.
But the girl with an impressive sense of smell caught onto his scheme.
The insufficient portion of Spam, soy sauce, and egg fried rice was shared by all three.
[It’s my turn! Dad, why are you eating it all yourself?! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaang!]
[Here you go, my dear! It’s delicious, right?]
[Ah… I knew you’d do this.]
[She never ate much at the hospital… But it’s a relief that our Seo-ah is healthy now… Right, honey?]
[Yes… I’m happy… Hiccup…]
The Kim Mi-yeong inside the Alchemist’s mirror shed joyful tears.
“This is what living happily means.”
Real-world Kim Mi-yeong smiled broadly.
“Your daughter’s name is Seo-ah? Same as your friend…”
But Seo-ah remained silent, her lips tightly pursed, tears trembling in her eyes as she watched the family dinner scene.
-This house’s interior seems unusual?
-The attire is even stranger… That shiny long puffer jacket is completely vintage…
-Not a single hologram projector in sight?
-The husband’s hair is a comma hairstyle! Haha
The audience also noticed something odd.
[“MountainShoe” donated 10,000 won!]
-What year is this supposed to be?
As if responding to that question, the 3-year-old child finished a whole bowl of food and spoke.
“Daddy is annoying! Mi-yeong is better!”
“Seo-ah, Mi-yeong isn’t your mother. She’s your friend. Say ‘Mommy’!”
“Mommy’s better! Mommy is my dear friend too, right?”
Seo-ah stood in front of the calendar in the living room.
[November, 2025]
“See? Getting married is great! Now that you’ve landed a job too, you should marry soon.”
“Hic… Thank you, Mom… I’ll think about it later… But I still think Mom’s better. I’ll stay by your side a bit longer, okay…”
“Huh? Who are you talking to?”
Seo-ah tightly embraced a bewildered Kim Mi-yeong.
Overwhelmed, Kim Mi-yeong slowly patted her back.
Through the tears streaming down her face, Seo-ah’s voice spoke with difficulty.
“This is my mother… I thought we were friends without realizing it… But Mom has been living in this cherished memory. Thank you so much, No Name. For giving me such a special and beautiful experience. I’ll never forget this.”
The main stars of this first lucky trial? A dementia-stricken mother and a filial daughter.
