These Lunatics are Obsessed With Me

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[…Complete. User's… Has been downloaded.]

‘…?'

I opened my eyes when I heard a voice in my ear.

Where am I?

I tilted my head as I looked around the dark room.

I completely lost consciousness in a strange place inside the dungeon…

I gasped in surprise when I remembered it. What about that strange monster muttering about a sacrifice? What about Yong-sun? And… What happened to Baek Si-hoo?

I swallowed hard and carefully looked around again. The surrounding area now appeared slightly brighter than before. My eyes have adjusted to the darkness.

It appears I'm in a warehouse. There are various items scattered around. It was too dark to see clearly, but it gave off a gloomy atmosphere.

I have to go out first. I made up my mind and walked forward carefully. I don't feel like there's anyone else here besides me.

‘…Huh?’

As I fumbled along the wall to find a door to exit, something caught my foot. Lowering my gaze, I noticed something stretching out in all directions. I strained my eyes, unable to see it clearly.

‘…Shackles?'

Shackles and chains. That's what it looked like. I could also see strange marks everywhere. I didn't feel good about it.

‘I have to get out of here quickly.'

I mumbled, but no sound came out of my mouth. Come to think of it, it felt like I was dreaming. I think I've felt something similar before. I thought absently, then I tripped and broke free from the large chain.

‘A door.'

I decided to stop overthinking and approached the door in front of me. The door was half open. Did someone leave here and not close the door?

Creak.

‘…?'

However, the door opened by itself before I even opened it. There was no one at the door, so no one opened it. It looked like an old rusty iron door, and it probably moved on its own because it was already half open. Anyway, that's a relief. The door is thick and difficult to open. I quickly passed through the open iron door and went out.

As I expected from inside the dark warehouse, it was quite dark outside as well. It was midnight. But it was better than inside the warehouse, where I could see my surroundings a little better, thanks to the glow of moonlight from the big moon.

‘Oh…'

I blinked and surveyed the surreal scene in front of me. The feeling of being in a dream intensified. Because when I emerged from the warehouse, the surrounding area was littered with corpses, leaving no space for me to step.

Whack, whack

.

I heard the sound of hitting something. That rhythmic sound kept echoing in my ears since I came out of the warehouse. I turned my head with a blank expression.

‘…'

A young child was hitting an adult man's head with a large stone. I couldn't see the child's face clearly because his head was down. The child's slender arms were trembling as he held the stone with his skinny body. But even so, the child did not stop striking. Every time the child hit the man's head, bright red blood splattered everywhere.

‘Ugh…’

My stomach churned at the sight, prompting me to bend down. When I opened my mouth, nothing came out of it. I was just distressed.

My mind was filled with confusion. What is this? What is going on? What should I do?

I was so scared that I couldn't do anything. Frozen stiff in place, I didn't even realise that the terrifying sound had stopped. A strange silence enveloped my surroundings.

‘…!’

I raised my head and met a pair of jet black eyes. Even in the darkness, the obsidian-like eyes shone brightly.

It was just a child's eyes but it gave me goosebumps for some reason. Maybe because I just saw what he did.

The blood splattered on the child's face trickled down his cheeks and dripped onto the ground. The bright red blood was starkly visible under the moonlight.

The child looked at me and didn't say anything, but he looked strangely familiar. I didn't know what to say as I looked at the child.

I couldn't move my body, as if something was binding me. The child's lips twitched as if he were about to say something, but the voice I heard did not come from him.

"Interesting."

‘…!'

I heard an amused voice behind me. I looked back in surprise.

A man with long hair tied loosely and draped over one shoulder smiled as he looked at the child. The man's gaze fixed on the child as if I were invisible right in front of him.

Could it be that he couldn't see me? What on earth is this…? While I was bewildered, the man walked past me and approached the child who was sitting on the ground.

"Why did you kill him?"

"…"

The child looked at the man while holding the blood-stained stone. Even though the man asked amusedly, the child strangely didn't answer. He just stared at the man with a ferocious look.

The child looked like a wounded animal. Suddenly, I remembered the shackles and chains I saw in the warehouse. Could it be that those shackles and chains weren't meant to restrain a beast, but to confine the child? To keep him locked up in the warehouse…

But why? I can't comprehend why they would keep such a frail child in the warehouse. And what kind of strength did that child possess to break free from the chains, escape the warehouse, and single-handedly kill all these adult men?

I mean, I guess it's possible. Considering I witnessed him smash a man's head with a stone. Still, my brain stopped thinking. Because it was truly unrealistic.

"You’re not going to talk?"

"…"

"That's troublesome. You see, we're going to clean up the area around this workshop now."

Large men in suits stood menacingly behind the man who was talking to the child. At first glance, they exuded an unusual aura. I unconsciously swallowed my saliva. But no one looked at me, as if they couldn't see me.

“I heard you were sold here in exchange for a debt? I thought there would be a corpse of a brat whose organs had all been removed, but instead there were piles of corpses of people who had tried to harvest the brat's organs. That's really interesting, haha."

"…"

The man's refreshing laughter echoed in this grim place. It was a voice that didn't fit this atmosphere at all. For a man, that high-pitched voice was very piercing to my ears.

"Just disposing of him would be such a waste."

‘…Dispose?’

I was taken aback by the man's regretful murmur. Dispose? Was he going to kill this little child? My hair stood on end. I immediately turned my head towards the child.

"…"

The child remained stubbornly silent. However, his gaze remained sharp. The child was holding a blood-stained rock that he was about to swing at the man who was discussing his disposal. And the people behind the man sensed that and approached the child threateningly.

"Stop."

The man's one word stopped all their movements. They looked like well-trained soldiers. The man glanced briefly at those men behind him as if they were a bother, then turned his attention back to the child.

“Anyway, I hate dogs that don't listen."

The man muttered in annoyance as he scrutinised the child's face intently. The man's face was difficult to discern in the darkness, but he appeared somewhat amused.

"You—I quite like your face."

"…"

"You can expect a good role."

I looked at the man who seemed to be smirking with a puzzled look.

A role? This isn't some drama casting. The man seemed quite weird, spouting nonsense in a situation like this.

However, listening to the man's words made me look at the child's face more carefully too. I had been so fixated on the child's menacing eyes and the stone he held to hit the man's head that I hadn't properly seen his face before.

The child's face was illuminated by the moonlight. Moreover, the nearby street lamp shone brightly in his face. I was surprised to see the child's face gazing up at the man.

‘…Baek Si-hoo?’

That gloomy face resembled someone very much. It was Baek Si-hoo. The drops of blood on his pale face suited him perfectly. At that moment, the child's face turned towards me. His face immediately contorted slightly, as if questioning why I was here.

‘…Yi-jin.’

I heard someone's voice in this dream-like state. I just stood there blinking my eyes.

‘…Han Yi-jin!’

At the same time, I could hear someone shouting loudly. I was startled and opened my eyes.

“Gasp…!”

The scene before my eyes changed in an instant, as if everything I had just seen was just a dream. We were still in a strange place inside the maze. I saw Baek Si-hoo's hand holding me tightly.

"What are you doing? Pull yourself together, Han Yi Jin."

"Ah… uh, yes, okay."

I shook my head. What on earth did I just see? I moved my hot hands as I felt dizzy.

Even though I used my auxiliary skill, it was too hot. It wasn't just my hand; but my whole body seemed to be burning up.

I frowned and looked ahead. Thanks to my auxiliary skill, it seemed that Baek Si-hoo's stats had boosted up, and his passive skills were successfully activated.

Those… Asgard… Bastards…

At that moment, the unidentified voice was heard again.

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T/N: Sorry guys, I'm rooting for Baek Si-hoo's ship 😭