In the midst of the void, the place where everything and nothing coexist, he sleeps. Like shining spheres, entire multiverses glow around him, all nothing more than grains of sand in the presence of the one who observes everything. After a creaking sound reaches his mind, his eyes, which have been closed from the beginning, open. Before you, the script means nothing, for regardless of what the one who writes the story desires, destruction is all he craves.



5 weekly chapters, maybe 7


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Echoes of Hollow

Where had his strength gone? His stamina, his speed? Hyun Woo didn’t know. Weak in a way he couldn’t fathom, it took a monstrous effort just to haul himself upright under the bedsheets. 


"Hey, Ji Yoo," he called, leaning against the wall for support as he staggered into the hallway. "What happened? Did we enter a dungeon I don’t remember?" 


A eerily familiar scene—one where, as he’d half-expected, he found his sister slumped against the wall, grappling with the same debilitating weakness. "This has to be a dream," flickered through his mind, a thought he’d anticipated. Now, to complete the checklist, all that remained was the scream. Then, yes, he’d definitely be trapped in a nightmare. 


But Ji Yoo shared the same logic. When the words they both expected to hear didn’t leave her lips, and when the scream never came, they exchanged a glance and bolted to Hyun Soo’s room. 


"Hyung!" they shouted, panic clawing at their throats. 


Chapter 101