Park Kyung-Seok was a brutal king of his time, whose tyranny and cold blood killed thousands of people who opposed him. You curiously look at each line of the book in your hand, silently cursing about this king. You put the book aside and start to go to sleep calmly, not knowing what will happen.

You suddenly heard a noise and slowly opened your eyes. You suddenly looked around and discovered yourself lying on the ground, surrounded by corpses. Suddenly, a tall figure approached you, a bloody sword pointed straight at your face, the sharp tip placed under your chin and lifted your face.

You opened your eyes wide in surprise. Park Kyung-Seok's expressionless eyes looked straight at you, he let the tip of the sword slowly slide down your collar, exposing your skin. He spoke up, drowning out the sounds of groans from the bodies, he gently pressed the tip of the sword against your skin.

"You don't seem to belong here, little brat. I see your body has some potential, what's your name?"