Draggarius

Kaito Renzaki, a ruthless contract killer, meets his end in a brutal betrayal—only to awaken as Jin Tae-Hyun, a weak, arrogant noble in the Murim world. Destined to die as a minor villain, he refuses to accept his fate.

Armed with an assassin’s instincts and a lifetime of deception, Kaito will carve his own path. He is not a warrior. He is a killer. And in a world where strength reigns supreme, he will rise—not as a forgotten side character, but as a force that reshapes Murim itself.

But his rise does not go unnoticed. Powerful sects, hidden warlords, and even the protagonist stand in his way.

Will he remain a villain lurking in the shadows?

Or will he become something far more dangerous?

Blood Reforged

Jin Tae-Hyun had fought monsters before.

He had faced warriors who defied logic, torn through opponents who should have been undefeatable, and rewritten the very fate of this world with his own hands.

The moment he clashed blades with the man, he knew.

This wasn't a battle he could win.

The sheer force behind each strike sent tremors through his arms. His instincts screamed at him—retreat, escape, survive. But Jin had never been one to back down.

The man moved too precisely. As if he wasn't just reading Jin's attacks but already knew them. Jin had studied the flow of this world's history, had used it to carve his path forward.

But now someone else held the same advantage.

Jin gritted his teeth, forcing himself to hold his ground. Damn it! This doesn't make sense!

He dodged a lightning-fast slash, barely managing to twist away before another attack followed instantly. Too fast!

A kick slammed into his ribs, launching him backward. He barely flipped midair before landing, sliding across the dirt. His entire body screamed in protest.

The man tilted his head. "Is this it?"

Jin clenched his jaw. No, no, no. I planned for everything!

He gripped his sword tighter. Then why—why am I losing?!

The assassins stood still, watching. They didn't move, didn't interfere.

The man stepped forward. "You always believed you were ahead of the game." He lifted the jade pendant slightly. "Tell me, how does it feel to be on the other side?"

Jin's pulse thundered in his ears. He knows. He knows how this world works.

His advantage—**the one thing that made him untouchable—**was gone.

The man smiled. "Ah… I see it now."

The man's voice was calm, almost amused.

Jin charged forward, his blade cutting through the wind.

But before he could reach his target—

The force sent him flying into a tree, bark shattering on impact. His vision blurred for a second. What… the hell…

The man's footsteps were slow, deliberate. "This is the first time you've ever felt like this, isn't it?"

Jin's breathing was uneven. He gritted his teeth, trying to rise. Move! MOVE!

The man crouched slightly, eye-level with Jin.

"You thought this world was yours to manipulate. But fate is not so easily rewritten."

Jin's fingers curled into the dirt. I have to think. I have to—

Panic surged through him, an unfamiliar, sickening sensation wrapping around his chest.

Every cell in his body screamed the answer.

He moved before his mind could catch up.

Branches snapped against his skin, the wind howling past him as he dashed into the darkness.

A Predator's Shadow