CHAPTER - 1: PROLOGUE

Dark and blurry vision.

My eyes felt dark as if submerged in water.

Lethargy, unable to move even a single hair.

In the midst of this supreme haziness, several familiar voices were heard.

[“Take care of yourself… … goodbye. “Hero.”]

[… See you there again…partner."]

[ “Hehehe… … What are you waiting for?. “Go quickly.”]

[… Thank you. Brother."]

[ “Go quickly.”]

Pisik-

I smiled automatically.

These people had distinct characters so that you could tell who they were just by hearing their voices.

Precious friends.

A comrades in arms you can rely on.

 and… … .

[…….]

[…….]

The welcoming voices that were in my ears soon began to fade away.

 ‘… … .’

The voices gradually becomes more distant, like the outro music of a movie moving toward the ending credits.

[ "please… … .]

The voices gradually became fainter and eventually stopped altogether.

When the sound stopped, there was complete emptiness.

Complete emptiness without any sound, smell, sight, or feeling.

I continued to fall.

Down and down.

 Far and far away.

 Into the deep sea of ​​nothingness whose depth is unknown.

 How much time has passed like that?

 A sound came from somewhere.

 [… Wow!”]

'huh?'

The voice I suddenly heard was too small and far away to be heard properly.

[… New car… … ]

A voice was heard again.

[What on earth are you saying?’]

 This time too, it was small and far away.

 So it was difficult to understand, but it still seemed a little closer than the first.

[ "now… Die... Huh?”]

I was able to understand the third voice to some extent.

[ ‘Dying?’]

 [“I told you to avoid it!!!”]

 With the last voice clearly heard, the five senses that had been blocked were awakened.

 Wow-

 “… … !”

I quickly came to my senses and took in information from all directions using all my possible senses.

 The fishy scent of blood mixed with the smell of sticky mud.

 A strong wind passing through my body with a strangely strong force.

 Grains of sand chewing on molars.

 A shadow covering the area around my feet.

 And crucially.

 Thud-

A blunt club aimed at my head.

 “Seo Woojin!!! What are you doing from earlier? do you really want to die... … .”

 The overflow of the five senses was quite overwhelming.

 Suddenly-

 As I cut off the head of the goblin chief and the club aimed at me at the same time, I was able to realized one thing for sure.

Finally-

 'I succeded.’

… I succeeded in returning.