Even the Absolute Being Is a First-Time Dad [Novel] Chapter 94 is available as a full text chapter. Published January 11, 2026 and updated March 17, 2026.
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Translator: Vine
Chapter: 94
Chapter Title: The Storm God
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[You have entered the Gate ‘Colony of Cataclysms.’]
The landscape that unfolded beyond the Annihilation-grade Gate was a tranquil beach, with not a breath of wind nor a single ray of sunlight.
“We must not let our guard down for a single moment. It would be best to advance while maintaining a defensive formation at all times.”
At the Nuclear Samurai’s words, the hunters of the vanguard began to move forward with slow, cautious steps, their eyes scanning the surroundings. After a short while…
“Wait…”
The Nuclear Samurai suddenly raised a hand, signaling for those following him to halt.
“There’s something in the water…”
At his words, everyone whipped their heads around and began to stare intently at the calm sea, where not even a ripple disturbed the surface.
*SWOOOOOOSH!*
Suddenly, a monstrous creature of colossal size, like a great mountain, burst from the water.
The resulting splash sent water flying in all directions, and just as the hunters were reflexively crossing their arms to shield themselves, the water that had surged high into the air cascaded back down the creature’s body, revealing its form in full.
“Is that… a snake?”
It was, unmistakably, a ‘snake.’
“Sssssslither…”
But its entire body was covered in hard scales that shimmered with an eerie light, like diamonds.
Its body was far larger than a mountain, and it had a staggering eight heads.
Its body was far larger than a mountain, and it had a staggering eight heads.
From each of its maws dripped a blue, viscous liquid that, even at a glance, appeared to be intensely poisonous.
“Why is there a boss monster at the very entrance…”
The Nuclear Samurai, assuming the giant snake before him had to be the boss monster, instinctively took a step back.
Just then, from the water that had once again grown calm, a long-haired man, wearing not a single thread, slowly walked onto the shore and opened his mouth.
“The fun went out of our bet.”
The man finished speaking and scanned the faces of the hunters before continuing to mumble to himself.
“I grew bored of waiting idly for you lot to bring ‘■■■’, so I was making a bet with this fellow to see who could swim faster.”
The man then nonchalantly brushed the water from his heavy armor, which he had casually draped over a rock on the beach, and spoke again.
“However…”
A moment of silence passed.
“I don’t see ‘■■■’.”
He spat out the words, glancing toward the vanguard of hunters, his voice now laced with rage.
“Is it not enough that you dare to defy my command, but you also come swarming in a pack? Did you truly intend to challenge me…?”
At his words, everyone froze in place like statues.
Within that monotone voice…
they felt an unapproachable, insurmountable presence.
“Everyone, snap out of it!”
The Nuclear Samurai suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs, drawing the sword from his waist.
“He is the boss monster of this place!”
He had realized that this man was the one who had spoken through the Ghost Minami, the hunter who had returned from this place a broken shell of her former self.
“Before he can arm himself, quickly…!”
At that moment, the man, who had been brushing water from his armor, turned his impassive eyes to stare directly at the Nuclear Samurai.
“Hmph.”
The man immediately raised one hand and gave a light flick of his wrist in the Nuclear Samurai’s direction.
*Whoosh…*
With that one light gesture, as if shooing away an insect, the very flow of the air began to shift violently.
A powerful gust of wind pressure suddenly materialized and shot toward the Nuclear Samurai like an arrow.
*SWOOOOOOOOOOSH—!*
No matter how swift one’s movements, how could one possibly dodge the ‘wind’?
Moreover, since the wind has no physical form, it could not be cut.
The Nuclear Samurai had no choice but to face the sudden onslaught of wind pressure head-on.
*CRAAAAAAAAAASH—!*
The impact sent him flying into a steep cliff face far in the distance, before he fell helplessly to the ground.
In contrast, the man who had rendered him incapacitated with a mere flick of his wrist continued to nonchalantly brush the water from his equipment.
“To point a sword at an opponent who has not even finished arming himself… you should learn basic etiquette before you ever handle a blade.”
The eyes of every hunter who witnessed the scene began to tremble violently like aspen leaves.
“With just… a flick of his wrist…”
“H-How…”
“It’s a… a monster…”
Although a hunter’s rank isn’t an absolute measure of strength, the Nuclear Samurai was a powerhouse acknowledged by all.
For such a man to be blown away by a gust of wind from a simple gesture, without being able to put up any resistance…
It took only a moment for the others, who had instantly lost their will to fight, to be consumed by a flood of negative thoughts.
“Crazy…”
The S-rank hunters from Korea were equally unable to hide their bewilderment at the absurd scene that had unfolded in the blink of an eye.
They all instinctively began to compare the man to ‘Hela,’ the boss monster they had faced in the Annihilation-grade Gate in New Delhi, India.
“This guy seems even worse than that monster from last time…”
Go Du-yeol muttered in a hushed voice. Jeong Yun-chan nodded several times before replying in a low tone.
“He certainly seems far more dangerous…”
Of course, ‘Hela’ had also been a formidable enemy who would have annihilated them all had Kang-jun not intervened.
But at the very least, she had been an enemy they could *try* to reach, even if they couldn't actually touch her, right?
In contrast, the man standing before them now showed not a single opening, no matter how hard they looked.
“You foolish fools.”
As the man finished putting his discarded equipment back on, an ominous, violet aura began to rise from his body.
A low “Crackle! Sizzle!” sound emanated from him as faint blue sparks of light flashed around his body.
“It seems I’ll have no choice but to find ‘■■■’ myself after I kill all of you.”
Having finished speaking, he called to the snake.
“Yamata no Orochi.”
Then he asked.
“Shall we have another bet?”
The snake’s many eyes, across all eight of its heads, looked down at the man.
“Good…”
He muttered under his breath, then added.
“Then how about this time we make a bet to see which of us can kill more humans, and faster.”
With a fluid motion, he drew his sword from the scabbard at his waist.
“We start on the count of ten.”
The man then began to slowly count to ten, and the snake coiled its body like a hunting dog awaiting its master’s command.
Just then, the Nuclear Samurai, who had barely managed to regain his senses, screamed with all his might, the veins in his neck bulging.
“We have to… run—!”
Having experienced the man’s power firsthand, he instinctively knew that with their current strength, they couldn’t even dream of fighting back…
Let alone holding him off to buy some time. That, too, was an absolute impossibility.
“Five, six, seven…”
As the man neared the count of ten, Shadow Genji licked his lower lip once and shouted.
“Now!”
His sudden outburst drew the gazes of all the hunters to his face.
“Move according to the plan!”
He immediately drew his own sword and began to approach the gasping Nuclear Samurai, shouting as he went.
“Once the boss monster starts its rampage, we’ll move as planned! We pick off the injured hunters, take their experience, and escape this place—!”
Simultaneously, the Shadow Corps hunters moved as one, swiftly encircling the other hunters and tightening their formation.
“Just die quietly!”
Genji, too, pressed the blade of his sword against the Nuclear Samurai’s neck and whispered lowly.
“You disgusting hypocrite…”
“What is the meaning of…”
“Shut up and die nicely…”
It was then.
“Hmm…”
The man, ‘Susanoo,’ who had been watching the sudden turn of events with amusement, let out a smirk and murmured softly.
“Blinded by petty personal gain even in the face of death, turning your blades on one another… you remain a disgusting and pathetic race…”
He commanded his snake.
“It seems it would be best to clean up the ones trying to interfere with our ‘bet’ first.”
With only the final number left, he gripped his sword lightly and spoke in an icy tone.
“Ten.”
At the same instant, the giant, eight-headed snake, ‘Yamata no Orochi,’ charged ferociously toward the hunters’ position.
“Aaaaaaaargh!”
Several hunters from the Shadow Corps guild were instantly caught in the snake’s maw and flung helplessly high into the sky.
“Ōkami Style, First Divine Punishment: Lightning Strike.”
Following his words, the dark clouds that filled the sky began to unleash thick bolts of lightning, striking the ground all over the area.
*RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMBLE—!*
‘Shadow Genji,’ struck by a sudden bolt of lightning, was reduced to a blackened cinder without even letting out a scream.
“My god…”
The Nuclear Samurai, who had witnessed the scene from right in front of him, looked toward the distant man with eyes filled with terror.
*RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMBLE—!*
*RUUUUUUUUUMBLE—!*
*RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMBLE—!*
The lightning strikes continued unabated, crashing down onto the ground. With each strike, another hunter from the ‘Shadow Corps’ guild collapsed.
“My god…”
Yamata no Orochi, not to be outdone, began to rampage even more ferociously toward the Shadow Corps hunters.
A few of the Shadow Corps hunters swung their swords in desperation, but they couldn’t even scratch its scales.
Torn screams echoed from all directions as blood and flesh splattered everywhere.
Soon, Susanoo let out a laugh tinged with madness and once again muttered in a chilling tone.
“This is getting exciting…”
And then he added.
“Ōkami Style, Second Divine Punishment: Typhoon.”
The man lightly swung the sword in his hand, slashing horizontally through the air, and a violent typhoon began to rage.
“Ōkami Style, Third Divine Punishment.”
He then adjusted his grip and slashed vertically. This time, the calm sea surged upwards, transforming into a tidal wave.
“Water Calamity.”
Jeong Yun-chan, who had been watching the entire spectacle in a daze, could no longer worry about just their own annihilation, but the survival of the world itself.
“Is this… the end of the world?”
How in the world were they supposed to fight a being who could create lightning, typhoons, or tidal waves with a simple gesture or a swing of his sword?
If he had to name the only person who could possibly stand against that man, he thought it might be Kang-jun, but…
“No, even for him…”
Though he couldn't presume to gauge his master's power, it seemed that even he would be no match for the monster before them.
“It’s all over…”
As is often the case, the things we call emotions carry a terrible ‘contagion,’ do they not?
Just as the hunters who had witnessed Susanoo’s overwhelming power were being consumed by a terrible fear…
“Hm?”
Susanoo, who had been swinging his sword relentlessly, stopped his movements and began to stare into the empty air.
Yamata no Orochi also followed its master’s lead, stopping dead in its tracks and looking in the same direction.
“You’ve finally shown yourself.”
The moment those words ended…
*Crack, crack, CRACK-CRACK-CRACK—!*
A massive roar echoed as the space in the area began to tear apart, and a ‘fissure’ started to form.
The bow of a ‘massive warship,’ decorated with the faces of the dead who had perished in agony, emerged.
As everyone’s gaze was fixed on the warship that had suddenly appeared through the rift…
The one sitting cross-legged atop the bow’s figurehead asked in a chilling tone.
“Hey, was it you?”
Go Du-yeol, who had been squinting at the face of the man sitting on the figurehead, broke into a wide grin and shouted at the top of his lungs.
“Boss—!”
It was none other than ‘Kang-jun.’
“Were you the one who ran your mouth about my family?”
At those words, Susanoo, as if finally deciding to fight with all his strength, gripped his sword tightly with both hands.
“You bast— were the one who first… my mother…!”
Susanoo was in the middle of shouting some sort of heated rebuttal when…
*SWOOOOOOOOOOSH—!*
Kang-jun’s body stretched out long, like taffy, before he vanished completely from sight.
A moment later…
“Keoheok—!”
Susanoo, his neck suddenly seized by Kang-jun who had appeared right before him, found himself being dragged toward the distant sea.
*WHOOOOOOOOOOOOSH—!*
Like a skipping stone, Susanoo was dragged across the water, skipping in several arcs. He struggled with all his might to break the grip, but…
‘What… what kind of strength is this…?’
Kang-jun had no intention of letting go.
“Some fucking nobody is really pissing me off.”
With those final words, the two of them began to sink into the sea. All the while, Kang-jun’s eyes were wide open as he clenched his fist tightly.
*Bubble, bubble…*
Through the air bubbles escaping Kang-jun’s mouth…
‘You. Are. Dead.’
Moving his mouth wide and slow to deliver his message, Kang-jun slammed his clenched fist into the man’s face with all his might.
