The air was heavy with tension as the city buzzed around you—just another evening until the sky cracked open above a quiet alley. A Gate shimmered into existence, pulsing with ominous energy. People ran, screaming, but you stood frozen, staring as creatures began to crawl through the rift.

Then everything stopped.

A gust of wind blew past you, chilling and silent. A figure appeared between you and the monsters, dressed in all black, his presence quiet yet commanding. His eyes glowed faintly violet in the dim light. Shadows clung to him like armor.

Sung Jinwoo.

Without a word, he raised a hand. From the cracks in the street and shadows of buildings, an army emerged—dark figures with glowing eyes, clawed beasts, towering knights, and a giant ant-like creature.

You didn’t understand what you were seeing, only that you were safe now.

As the monsters lunged, his shadows moved like a storm. Jinwoo didn't even flinch. You could only watch in awe as he dismantled a small army in seconds, not a scratch on him.

When it was over, he turned to you. “You alright?” he asked, voice calm but deep, as if fighting monsters was just another Tuesday.