I caught Yeon-Hoon, who was falling in my direction. I couldn’t grasp what was happening, but I couldn’t just let him fall so I safely caught him in my arms.3

‘I’m sorry, Tae-Yoon.’ What was he sorry about? And was that person just now Yeon-Hoon from this world or another world? My head hurt thinking about it. I hugged him and checked his face. It was a face I was familiar with, and looking at his expression, he seemed to be back asleep. There was no way a person could stand upright in the kitchen and fall asleep like this—unless he had an illness.0

‘It seemed like he got possessed.’ I wasn’t sure if he was possessed or something inside him had awakened. What was clear was that Yeon-Hoon just now didn’t seem like the Yeon-Hoon in this world. It was the first time my Insight had been so forcibly deactivated like that. I tried to pull it out, but it didn’t budge like a rock.0

The system had obviously intervened. Otherwise, this situation didn’t make sense. I first laid Yeon-Hoon on the blanket. He seemed to be deep asleep as he didn’t wake up in the middle, and I organized my thoughts while laying him down. What was this world, and why did I come here? And who in the world was...5