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

The world blurred as Mu-Jin and Jin Tae-Hyun clashed.

Every strike sent shockwaves through the battlefield. The ground cracked beneath their feet, and the very air vibrated with the force of their attacks.

Mu-Jin had fought countless opponents, but none like this.

None who knew his every move before he even made it.

It was like fighting a shadow of himself—one that had already walked this path and knew how it ended.

But Mu-Jin refused to accept that.

He wasn't just going to be another pawn in a predetermined story.

He would burn the script to the ground.

The first time Mu-Jin had realized the truth, he had been standing before the Council, his hands drenched in blood.

"You are a mistake," the Grand Elder had said. "Something that was never meant to exist."

Why did the world act as if his very existence was an error?

They had let him live, but it wasn't mercy.

To see if someone like him could ever change fate.

He had climbed the ladder of power, thinking he was breaking free—only to realize that every step he took had already been written.

That realization had shattered him.

Vanished into the depths of the world, seeking the forbidden knowledge that would allow him to erase his chains.

And now, standing before Jin Tae-Hyun, he was about to find out if he had succeeded.

Jin twisted in mid-air, his blade slicing toward Mu-Jin's throat.

Mu-Jin's instincts screamed at him—Dodge!

Instead, he caught the blade with his bare hand.

Jin's eyes narrowed. "You're willing to take the hit?"

Mu-Jin grinned, blood dripping from his palm. "If it means breaking this twisted cycle… then yes."

For the first time, Jin hesitated.

He twisted his body, launching a devastating counterattack.

Jin barely managed to evade, but Mu-Jin pushed forward.

Blow after blow, strike after strike—this time, Jin was the one on the defensive.

But this wasn't how it was supposed to go.

Jin had expected to dominate. To crush Mu-Jin under the weight of his knowledge.

But Mu-Jin had done the impossible.

And now, for the first time, Jin Tae-Hyun was lost.

Mu-Jin chuckled. "You look surprised."

Jin's grip on his sword tightened.

Mu-Jin's voice dropped to a whisper.

"What happens next, Jin Tae-Hyun?"

And in that silence, Mu-Jin saw something he never thought he'd see.

And that meant Mu-Jin had already won.

The battle would end in the next heartbeat.

And only one of them would walk away.

The Chains Of Fate Break