Tiger reaches home, places the assassin uniform carefully to the side, changes into his home clothes, and lies down on his bed.
Within minutes, he falls asleep.
Tiger suddenly finds himself in a beautiful white place.
In front of him stands a massive white castle.
The white castle shimmered faintly, its spires piercing the endless sky.
Tiger looks around.
"Where am I?"
At the top of the stairs, a figure sits on a royal throne.
A god.
The god slowly stands up and walks down the stairs.
"How are you, Tiger?"
The god's gaze pierced Tiger, as though seeing every secret, every hidden power inside him.
Tiger frowns.
"Huh? Who are you?"
"I am a god."
"God?"
"Yes. And for now… I will test you in combat."
The god claps his hands.
Suddenly—
The light dimmed gradually, swallowing the castle. Tiger felt the air thicken, like the very world was closing in around him.
Everything turns dark.
Not completely black… but dark enough to feel endless.
Tiger looks around.
"Where am I now?"
From the darkness, a figure begins walking forward.
A humanoid being.
Black-skinned.
Two straight horns coming out from his head—thick at the base, sharp at the ends.
Tiger narrows his eyes.
Tiger narrowed his eyes, analyzing his stance, his speed, the angle of the horns — every detail mattered.
"What are you?"
The figure speaks calmly:
"I am Trief."
The moment he says his name—
He attacks.
Tiger barely dodges.
The fight begins.
Tiger moves back at first, observing.
Trief speaks while attacking:
"You dodged my light-speed attack so easily."
Tiger, mid-fight, replies:
"What? These attacks are light-speed."
Trief smirks.
Even if Tiger moved instinctively, each attack carried the weight of impossible velocity, like lightning striking from nowhere.
"You don't feel it because you're dodging them. But I am attacking at the speed of light. No one survives that. I don't know how you are."
They continue fighting while talking.
Suddenly—
Trief lands a powerful light-based strike.
Tiger is thrown back violently.
His blue eye changes.
It becomes half white, half blue.
This is Tiger's Third Eye Form.
Energy rippled around Tiger, the air shimmering with his power. His third eye glowed, cutting through the darkness like a blade of light.
Energy surges around him.
He didn't just fight; he studied, predicting, countering, and turning Trief's strength against him.
With this form, Tiger overwhelms Trief and defeats him.
Trief, in pain, says:
"Next time… you won't defeat me…"
He vanishes into darkness.
Tiger wakes up suddenly.
"What kind of dream was that?"
He washes his face and lies down again.
But he cannot sleep.
"Maybe I should take a walk."
It's late at night.
Tiger walks outside, the streets quiet and empty.
After walking for a while, he feels better.
"Now I can sleep."
He turns to go back home.
And then—
He freezes.
Tiger froze mid-step, heart racing. The streets were empty… yet a shadow moved against the dim light. Trief's presence was unmistakable.
Trief is standing in front of him.
Real.
Without saying a word, Trief attacks.
This time, his speed is strong—but not light-speed.
Tiger blocks and asks,
"Why aren't you attacking at light-speed again?"
Trief looks confused.
"Are you insane? No human can attack at the speed of light. That's impossible. I'm just a hundred times stronger and faster than a normal human."
They fight intensely.
Tiger says,
"Did you forget? We've already met."
Trief shouts,
"You're crazy! This is our first time meeting! And how do you know my name?!"
Suddenly—
Trief lands eight consecutive punches, knocking Tiger down.
Tiger's eye activates again.
Half white. Half blue.
His Third Eye Form flared faintly, a silent warning. He was ready, but careful — even familiar threats could be deadly.
With difficulty, Tiger manages to overpower and defeat Trief.
Trief, shocked, says:
"For the first time… someone had the power to defeat me…"
And just like in the dream—
He vanishes.
Completely.
Tiger stands there, stunned.
"That's exactly how he disappeared in my dream… Why doesn't he remember meeting me?"
Tiger returns home.
He washes his face again.
He sits quietly, thinking about everything.
Then finally—He lay down again, thoughts spinning. Dreams and reality blurred, but one truth remained — his power, his path, was only beginning.
Then He falls asleep.