"..."
It all hit Noah like the recoil of a memory he was never meant to recall.
Kim Hajun...that was his name in the previous life om earth.
Was it even the previous or first...there was no way of knowing.
He remembered clearly now...
He wasn't a salary worker.
He wasn't a mere man living a normal life in Seoul.
Kim Hajun was infact a member of the Recon Division...
The Recon Division was the last line of defense against reality-altering gates that poured out monsters and gods that rewrote logic itself.
The image returned to him vividly from the memory that had been haunting him since forever...gunfire echoing through red skies, his team shouting code names, their silhouettes against the blinding light of a collapsing gate.
All of them were gone.
He remembered the screams, the way his leader reached out with a bloodied hand...
"Hajun, live on..."
He did.
But he never truly lived.
The trauma fractured him.
