CH: 1

It almost seemed like I was reading another story again or at least dreaming.

I could feel something was off.

It didn't take long for me to understand that something was to happen.

Then I heard a scream and a man was split right through the middle.

I had seen so many people get killed before, but seeing this person die.

It was strange.

I thought I kept having this dream.

~+~

[ Welcome To Solo Leveling]

[ This is your modification system]

[ BAL: -000 ]

[ Rank: Undefined.]

I glanced down.

" Save me…"

" Save me…"

" I want to live."

A grown man cried my mind couldn't understand why he was so terrified or maybe the strange one was me.

I looked across the room and alot of others were just like him, some showed their fear on their skin, others were silent.

And I stood there uncertain of how I should react. Sadness, fear or should I copy them too. I could not find the right emotions.

Everything was far too blurry for me to grasp the right response to feel.

I was looking down at the old man. He kept screaming and he always looked around on edge, sometimes from his expression.

I thought he couldn't see me.

In a way… some how I just lost interest in him.

I stood up.

" What are you doing!"

I looked to the side then I reached out my hand.

[ MODIFICATION LIST.]

Things would move in the same way I remembered, many people died running from the statue.

Even after what I had seen. Somehow, I just couldn't stop laughing to myself.

It was dark and haunting, but it felt good, because.

This was just a set up for someone elses story.

These meaningless deaths were just frosting to that boy who sat in fear across the room.

All these deaths were meant to lift him up into the boring figure others wanted him to be and so I could not stop myself from laughing at the deaths of all these people.

This was meaningless.

It was so haunting to know how meaningless they really are in this world. The life they believed they wanted to live in.

It was all created without intention, but for only entertainment for a dark audience they won't ever see in their lives.

And I am now here.

A witness to this life.

How could I not find humor to this morbid entertainment and that's what makes me smile and sad for all those people in this room.

I didn't tell them anything, but they were all fated to be the foundation for Jin woo.

" This is all that you deserved." I said to the frightened man and I left him and walked towards a statue in the distance.

Although for a brief moment. I never looked away from that statue with the cruel smile.

As I passed some people. I begin to feel a sense of sorrow for them.

They all could have been home and lived normal lives, but everyone wanted to be something and this so happened to be the result for those who seeked to be a Hunter.

It was then I remembered one who looked familiar.

A large man with long hair, that person who died in front of me.

"..." I just looked at him before making my way towards the exit.

For some reason I've always had a self destructive instinct, I was never bothered by the fear of death or the fear of danger and that had always applied through out my entire life.

Maybe that was one of the reason I spent most of my time alone.

I just didn't care more about anything really.

With each step I walked towards the exit. I sensed it. A sharp energy from behind me and for some odd reason. I always had a powerful imagination and because I trusted it so much I believed the feelings that the killer would appear behind me.

I could have stopped because of the unease and the fear.

I was never a hunter, but knowing that I could die in any moment.

Well, that was also calming to me and I looked over my shoulder.

Maybe I was always foolish or a burden, but in a sense.

I just didn't want to be like them.

Living in fear, being controlled by pain and pressure.

I'd rather die than to live on like them.

Maybe if I was just like them.

I could have lived a little bit longer.

- YOU HAVE BEEN KILLED.

[+ You have gained a Black Soul.]