He was stating the obvious, but the way he said it was fucking loaded with meaning. Of course, he didnât bring it up just to say something obvious, but still.
âWhy are you here?â
I ignored every piece of pointless, unreadable bullshit Im Haekyung was saying and asked for the point.
âThereâs something I want to ask you, Jehyun.â
âYes.â
Even if they werenât going into the Gate, theyâd still be pretty busy. Coming all the way here just because they wanted to ask something meant the question was worth that much.
Im Haekyung kept driving smoothly, and spoke like it was casual everyday conversation.
âWas the reason you promised youâd come to my guild because you knew SH Guild would collapse soon?â
âNo.â
âHaha.... Really?â
I answered without hesitation.
Hearing my answer, Im Haekyung smiled brightly, their eyes even crinkling, then slowly wiped the smile away.
âI donât think youâd ever do anything that puts you at a loss, Jehyun. Of course, coming into Haeseong is never a loss.â
âOf course.â
âYou answer really well.â
Even with their expression erased, Im Haekyung didnât look particularly offended. Instead, they looked like they were thinking hard about something.
âOr maybe not. Maybe you would... do something that puts you at a loss?â
There still hadnât been any answer to why they came. I narrowed it down and asked.
âYouâre not going into the Gate?â
âIâm thinking about it. I just got a call from Hunter Tae.... Hunter Tae said theyâre going in.â
âThen youâre not going in, Guild Master?â
âIf Hunter Tae is going in, I canât go in too. Someone has to stay behind. If there were another S-rank Hunter, it might be different, but....â
Another S-rank Hunter was going to show up soon, but that wasnât what Im Haekyung meant. Still, everything about this felt like a prelude to something.
âInstead, several A-rank Hunters will go in. Haeseong is sending people too. A-rank Hunters... there are quite a few more of them than S-rank Hunters.â
â.......â
âFor example, the Guild Master of SH Guild, where youâre based.â
I stared at Im Haekyungâs profile for a moment, then asked.
âSounds like youâre on good terms with Guild Master Song.â
â.......â
âDid you come because youâre worried about Guild Master Song? Because youâre worried they might go into the Dungeon?â
âMore than that, there was something I wanted to confirm.â
Still speaking lightly, Im Haekyung turned the wheel and headed into some alley. I glanced out the window and asked.
âWhat is it?â
âAfter you came to see me last time, I looked into what could possibly be something that would get Guild Master Song killed. I also checked whether the injuries were severe enough that theyâd be thinking about death.â
â.......â
âBut it wasnât like that....â
After turning into the alley, the car stopped in front of an abandoned building. I looked out the window again and asked.
âAnd?â
âAfter the S-rank Gate broke out, I thought about it. Could it be this? If so, the timing is... almost too perfect. It would mean you made something like a prophecy, Jehyun.â
â.......â
âI think itâs a perfectly plausible story. Youâd been acting strangely enough.â
Im Haekyung gave a small laugh, turned the engine off, then turned their head and stared at me quietly.
âI thought of something.â
âYes.â
âIt feels like you have a lot of Skills... Jehyun. You do appraisal, you do prophecy, the first time we went into a Dungeon together you fired off fire, and now you say you can handle ice. Of course, the last one has a reasonâbeast merge.â
After saying that, Im Haekyung reached out and flicked my forehead with a finger.
âAnd there are several strange taboos here.â
â.......â
âMeticulously, too. Does that mean youâre useful... or does it mean youâre dangerous?â
With a faint smile, Im Haekyung lowered their hand, lightly grabbed my shoulder, then let go.
âCould your Skill be copying other peopleâs Skills?â
âHm.â
âBut if that were the case, your output is too strong... and there would still be parts that donât add up.â
Maybe it was only natural for Im Haekyung to reach this level of inference. I hadnât exactly gone out of my way to explain things.
But what mattered right now wasnât how much Im Haekyung had figured out about me. What mattered was what Im Haekyung was really after, coming all the way here just to say this kind of shit.
âIf I tell you, will you believe me?â
âNo. Iâll confirm it with my own eyes.â
â.......â
âWhether youâre actually that strong. And how much of what you said... is true.â
Right then, another breaking news alert rang out from the phone in my pocket.
[Breaking News] SH Guildâs Song Hwayoung confirmed to enter the Dungeon.
I lowered my eyes to my phone, then looked back up, and the bastard was still staring at me with a weird expression.
Im Haekyung smiled and pulled something out from inside their jacket, then handed it to me. I took the pouch-wrapped object, and right before I opened it, Im Haekyungâs voice dropped again.
âI got inspired by the gift you gave me.â
â......?â
What the hell does that mean?
I frowned without thinking and loosened the pouch Im Haekyung handed me.
And inside, a familiar item was glinting.
Teleport Box (A)
A pair, two as a set. One-time use, teleportation is possible to the installed box regardless of location.
However, be cautious, as it is for one person only.
It was a Teleport Box. And...... it was active.
âFuck.â
By the time I tried «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» to throw the item away, it was already too late. In the middle of that, I heard Im Haekyungâs calm explanation.
âA Haeseong Guild member I sent ahead is holding the other one.â
âAre you insane?â
âThatâs you, Jehyun.â
âWhat are you talking about.... You said you werenât going in.â
âMe? I said I was thinking about it. I never gave you a definite answer. Hunter Tae can stay in Korea.â
But I couldnât keep talking. The already-activated Teleport Box flashed, and it sent me somewhere else.
âSee you in a bit, Jehyun.â
The last thing I saw was that lunatic smiling.
***
S-rank Gate (Abandoned Land)
An abandoned land where no one lives, after âExistenceâ left.
It is full of lingering resentment wrapping around the land.
Dungeon Boss - The One That Feeds on Fear
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It felt like my body was being shredded down to the molecular level and then put back together. Not something Iâd call pain, but a strange sensation.
I slowly let out a breath and lifted my head. A nasty wind brushed through my hair, swaying it.
âWhat kind of fucking bastard....â
The Hunters Im Haekyung sent from Haeseongâmaybe they really did just install it and leaveâthere was nobody around. I slowly tried to process the information in front of me.
Yeah. Abandoned Land. The Dungeon where Song Hwayoung dies, and the foothold for Kwon Taehanâs return.
The ground was sticky, like it had been coated in tar, and it made my skin crawl. Every time I stepped, my shoe print sank in for a moment, then slid back to normal.
Far off, the sky over the horizon was a uniquely dark bluish-black, and even though I couldnât see any light source that should be shining down, the area wasnât dark.
The most striking thing was that eerie sound that I couldnât tell whether it was the wind, or something alive making noise.
Saaaaaâ
I scanned my surroundings with a blank face, then muttered briefly.
âI wasnât planning on coming in....â
That was when I heard a scream from the other side.
âUaaaaagh!â
I reflexively turned my head, and far away, I could see something like a small silhouette. I pulled up the corner of my mouth and started walking toward it.
The closer I got, the louder the shouting became.
âI donât want to die here, uaaagh!â
âPlease, stop...!â
Once I got close enough, I stopped dead and watched them. It was to figure out roughly what kind of mechanism this Dungeon ran on.
âAsking wonât mean anything anyway. They probably havenât figured it out either.â
A man was on his knees, collapsed, trembling all over as he stared up into empty air.
And in the empty air he was staring at...... surprisingly, there was nothing.
âThat, that thing, somehow....â
Gritting his teeth, the man stretched out his hand and formed a chain. Clatterâalong with the sound of metal moving, the chain cut through the air and shot out into the empty space.
âWhat the hell are you doing?!â
âI have to catch it....â
The man extending the chain into the empty air made a sound like his breath was being choked off, then screamed. It was a high-pitched voice that felt like it would tear your ears.
The woman trying to get him up followed his gaze and stared into the empty air too. But there was still nothing there.
Naturally, the chain the man threw fell to the ground with a dull thud, meaningless.
âGhk....â
That was when it happened. The man whoâd been fighting the invisible air grabbed his own throat and started trembling.
âWhat is this....â
âKhk, ggh....â
The woman hurriedly bent down and checked the manâs neck. At first it looked like he was suffocating, but when I looked closer, it wasnât that.
âBlood....â
âGk, gh....â
Blood was flowing from the manâs neck as he made choking sounds, like his breath was catching.
And then, there was a sound like flesh being cut, and the manâs body pitched forward.
âTh-this is....â
In the womanâs eyes, too, there was a similar emotion to what the man had just had.
Fear.
âN-no....â
Right after that, a scream like the one the man had let out rang from the womanâs throat as she stared into the empty air.
There was still nothing there.
âGot it.â
I smiled faintly and looked up at the sky where I still couldnât see anything. This was that simple....
Abandoned Land, a place where nobody lives. The enemy here was the fear inside you.