Kirito katsuragi sat alone in his small apartment in Seoul. He had a college degree—high education, But it was useless now. No job. No support,No money .His family house was being sold off. His future? Empty.
His family is already died.
His stomach growled.
Kirito katsuragi said Just some warm food. That's all I need today.
With little cash he had, he grabbed his coat and headed toward a nearby grocery store, hoping to buy something good something tasty, even if cheap.
As he walked inside, he smiled for the first time in weeks, going to have some instant noodles and fried dumplings.
But then....
SCREECH—BOOM!
A massive truck came crashing into the store out of nowhere.
The ground shattered.
The walls exploded.
The shelves collapsed.
Kirito katsuragi didn't even have time to scream.
Then a thick concrete wall crushed his legs. Worse think is —his right arm had been cut off completely by the spinning wheel of the truck.
His vision blurred. His body went numb. There was no pain anymore.
So… this is how it ends? He said...
My life… really wasn't worth anything after all."
As his heartbeat faded, his final thought echoed in the silence:
If I get another chance… I'll change everything.
And then—darkness.....
In the silence.....
Then A gentle, unfamiliar voice called out.
Wake up… Hey… please, wake up…
Kirito katsuragi blinked his eyes.
He wasn't dead.
He opened his eyes, expecting hospital lights, sirens—pain But instead, he saw a bright blue sky, clouds drifting lazily over tall trees. A cool brushed his skin. The air was fresh.
He was lying on soft grass in a peaceful forest clearing.
Beside him stood a *young girl*, maybe 16, with long black hair and piercing green eyes. Her clothes were unlike anything he had seen—something between a martial artist's robe and ancient silk dress.
"So… you're finally awake," she said softly, relieved.
He blinked, confused.
"Where… am ?"
"You're in the Misty Forest, near the borders of the Yulan Province. My father and I found you unconscious beneath a glowing tree. You were badly hurt."
"You saved me?" he asked, his voice weak.
"Yes. We took you away from the portal site. It almost killed you. But you're safe now."
He stared at her, struggling to process everything.
"What's your name?" she asked.
"Ki—" he tried to speak, but suddenly—
AGHHH!
A pain exploded through his entire body—every nerve, every muscle screamed. It felt like his soul was being split apart. His mind blacked out once again.
The Stranger's House
When he awoke again, it was night. A small oil lamp flickered beside him, casting soft shadows on the wooden walls.
He was lying in a wooden bed, breathing steadily. The room was clean but rustic, filled with scrolls, herbs, and wooden furniture.
Then, a deep voice echoed.
"You're awake."
Kirito katsuragi turned his head.
A tall man stood by the doorway—broad shoulders, silver hair tied back, eyes sharp with age and wisdom. He wore simple robes, but the way he stood radiated strength and discipline.
"I'm Baek Jin-ryeong," the man said calmly. "This is my home. My daughter, Hae-rin, was the one who found you."
Kirito katsuragi sat up slowly.
"Thank you… for saving me.
"Don't thank us yet," Baek Jin-ryeong said. "First I ask you one thing where did you come from because...
To be Continued.....
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