Creak—


    The door opened.


    I wasn’t carrying a gun.


    Just two axes in my hands.


    Footsteps followed behind me, and soon, I could feel the weight of countless eyes watching my back.


    In a small, enclosed facility like this, rumors spread fast.


    There was no such thing as secrecy in this concrete cage, where entertainment was nonexistent.


    It was like whispering in an empty winter room—your voice would inevitably reach every corner.


    And the audience wasn’t just behind the bars.


    On the towering 15-floor-high hexagonal walls, uniformed children stood in orderly lines, having seemingly forgotten their fear of falling, watching me intently from above.


    I needed to hurry.


    It was only after dozens more casualties that the phenomenon of reflective barriers was finally understood.


    I don’t blame the hunters of that era.


    Because of their records and sacrifices, we were able to prepare better.


    "Go back!!!!"


    And that’s where I differed from Jeong Ho-kyung—I didn’t deny the past.


    "······."


    I sprinted at full speed, my eyes locked on the massive silhouette, black against the glare.


    It threatened to crush me, like an enormous boulder about to drop, but my feet never hesitated.


    The monster’s immense body, lifted high, came crashing down.


    Like slamming a thick book onto a bug.


    Screeeeeaaaaam—!


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