I got into school for nothing - Chapter 1
I got into school for nothing (1)
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In his childhood, when young Ban Yuwon first learned about the existence of the Tower of Babel, a legendary structure mentioned in the Bible, his revered Grandfather Ban told him.
Of Babel, the tower everyone worked together to build when there was only one language in the world.
“The one who built the Tower of Babel was actually our ancestor, Yuwon. What’s more, the Tower of Babel wasn’t destroyed; it was completed. Everyone else has it wrong,”
he said.
Had he heard that for the first time after growing older and learning the truth about the Tower of Babel, he would have scoffed and argued.
“Really, Grandfather? So our ancestor was a landlord? Not just a house, but a whole building owner!”
“How on earth does your father educate you... *Ahem!* He was far more than just a building owner, Yuwon. What’s important is our ancestor’s Authority.”
He explained that the Tower of Babel could be built not because everyone spoke the same language, but because their ancestor possessed the ability to make everyone understand each other.
And that the tale of God destroying the tower and scattering humanity was nothing more than the ugly delusion of humans who envied their ancestor.
The master of language, who could interpret all tongues, alter them, and wield language itself as a formidable power.
And since they were the descendants of such an extraordinary individual, they must never forget that fact.
But Ban Yuwon, who was far more interested in houses and buildings than vague abilities, didn’t give up and asked again.
“Then where did the completed Tower of Babel go? That’s *our* building, hmph.”
“The Tower of Babel, you say...”
Though for fundamentally different reasons than his grandson, who had quickly become tainted by worldly desires at a young age, Grandfather Ban’s pursuit of the Tower of Babel was just as fervent.
His grandfather replied with distant eyes.
“Even I don’t know that, my boy. But one thing is certain: if we find it, our family will finally reclaim all its power and glory...”
The Tower of Babel that young Ban Yuwon so desperately sought never showed its face.
However, the ability inherited from their ancestor did exist.
The proof was none other than Ban Yuwon himself.
“Light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul...”
“Yuwon, what are you reading?”
“A book!”
“Goodness, what book is our son reading so intently... Honey, our child is reading an original text?!”
Language is inherently remembered through continuous, repetitive learning.
Only when one’s ears are opened, one’s mouth speaks, and one’s eyes become clear, can it be said that the conditions for speaking that language are met.
“This is apple, *aepul*, *ringo*, *pingguo*, *mela*... all ‘apple’!”
“Father, I think our Yuwon is genuinely a bit strange.”
“He’s reading languages from countries he’s never even seen and understanding their meanings, Father!”
However, Ban Yuwon bypassed all those processes.
He could understand and manipulate them as if he had known the concept of language since birth.
Regardless of whether they were phonetic or ideographic scripts, all of them.
“It seems Yuwon has strongly inherited our ancestor’s bloodline.”
“Father, it’s not just that, this is...”
“The child who will finally fulfill our family’s long-cherished wish has been born! The child who will bring the Tower of Babel back to our family!”
“I’d rather die than put up with it.”
Indeed.
Ban Yuwon could understand and manipulate every language existing on Earth.
No, it was even more remarkable than that.
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“No, there’s a limit to what I can do. There’s no way I could interpret something like this...”
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“...Wait, I can?”
Because in truth, he could even read alien languages.
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