Chapitre 1: 001.
There's two types of people in this world.
The popular, and the loners. Obviously that's just how people decided to replace the terms 'bully' and 'loser', which is where I fit in. The latter that is.
Do you have any idea what the chances are of being murdered over a prank that gone wrong, going to an infinite void, and then coming back… Just to be the recipient of bullying after having been off high school for 3 years? Well, I don't have any statistics, but I can guarantee that the chances are pretty fucking minimal.
My name is Suhyeon Kim, and I'm pretty sure that things aren't what they were supposed to be. Like there's a strange mish-mash somewhere, I don't like it at all.
As the teacher prances around talking about Korea's history, to which I was admittedly not familiar with, even now that I had Suhyeon's memories, but I didn't care enough to pay much attention to it, deciding instead to continue thinking to myself as I look through the windows, trying to connect the dots between my appearance and every little strange change this world has.
The most obvious thing was that Gangbuk was currently under God Dog's crew. Which is just ridiculous because by right now, Johan was supposed to be betrayed by Jing Jan who would then take the rest of K House and ally themselves with the Workers, but for whatever reason, that hadn't happened earlier, just like Daniel Park's second body has yet to become a internet celebrity. My working theory is that whenever sent me here fucked it up, and forgot that some parts of the world began earlier than others.
Strangely enough, it was the fact that the story just… kept going. If that makes sense, the same events that should've only happened after God Dog's disbandment was currently ongoing. How do I know this?
It's obvious, isn't it? I had the System, after all. Not that the System had asked me to do anything outside of the initial quest that resulted in getting taller, learning the jab and ditching the glasses. I have to say, it's still weird to wake up and already be able to see, that kind of thing only happened when I forgot to take my glasses off before sleeping.
And for the time being that I haven't received a quest? Well, I spent my time watching a certain Chicken Master on Newtube, to make sure that I would be able to do something outside of throwing jabs without thinking much about it.
I need to get stronger, much stronger than what I am right now. There were many times that it was pure luck that saved Suhyeon, and somehow, I'm not really counting myself lucky enough to have that luck on my side. Besides, this is a golden opportunity if I can manage to snag some important people before they get too strong onto my side. Such as Daniel, either the first or the second body would be more than enough.
Today, for whatever reason, the fat fuck that I couldn't bother learning the name was trying to harass Gukja, and I will admit, it pissed me off a whole fucking lot, knowing how much Gukja had our back from the manwha's perspective and my inherited memories, it didn't even matter that the quest tried to egg me onto fighting by offering a card. I stepped foward and used the Jab.
The sound of impact into flesh wasn't all that otherwordly in the class, but I can understand why everyone's so astonished when the one doing the punching is the 'mere Suhyeon Kim', but that doesn't matter. Only thing that mattered right now was to save my friend from this gluttonous fuck. That's why I kept jabbing even though I was weaker, aiming for his jaw and even solar plexus, hoping that it would crit him down. But it seemed that I didn't need to do all that much before he already fell, a fat slump had now been defeated, and I stood as the victorious party.
"It would be therapeutic if I kept punching you, even now, but… I have to look after my friends, so you will have to take the backseat for a moment." I told him as I tried my best to lift Gukja, who well, he was still on the heavier side, and my physical stats were still on the second lowest rank possible outside of my Endurance, at least assuming that my stats were the exact same as Suhyeon's before, for all I know, I could be stronger or perhaps weaker than he was.
"Since when you got strong? Or perhaps… You were forcibly summoned at another wor-" "Gukja, that guy wasn't really that strong, anyone can throw a jab." I had to stop Gukja from talking because I was internally cringing already.
"Really?" He asked surprised as I nodded. If I'm being honest, Gukja could probably take the dude out, all things considered. C rank stats, while pretty crappy in the long run to the point where even an SSR is kinda shitty, were still two ranks higher than Suhyeon's, and it's not like fatty actually knew how to fight, so there's that.
"Come on now, we have to take you home." I told him as he laughed a bit before we skipped class because that shit was boring anyways.
We were walking home, and I couldn't help but do small talk with him, I assume it's also an influence of Suhyeon's memories, but… I didn't mind it anyways.
"I'm gonna take over Gangbuk." I told Gukja, who turned to look at me, tilting his head as if he was talking with some infant.
"Suhyeon… are you lonely?" Obviously, but that's not the point, dumbass.
"Hear me out Gukja, because… I had an epiphany, between God Dog, Hostel, Big Deal and Workers, why don't I take over Gangbuk, and then go to Seoul like everyone does nowadays? We could even become part of the 2nd Gen fighters, the Generation of Crews…" I told him as I was pumped, I always wanted to do something like this, but the old me was too fragile to do so, not to mention the world I lived in wouldn't allow for such manwha logic to go on.
"Did you get inspired after reading some manga?" Gukja asked me as I couldn't even look at his eyes due to his foggy glasses.
"Well, yeah, kinda, but still, imagine if I managed to become the next Fist, like Gapryong Kim?" I told Gukja who shrugged.
"I don't know who that is." He said as I sighed, dejected, but then again, is understandable, if his mom wasn't telling him he's connected to Gun, so I guess it makes sense they wouldn't tell him about the guy who made the Yamazaki's Patriarch depressed. Well, that just means Gukja has a lot to learn.
"I'm not completely sure what's on your mind, but count on me." He said as we laughed for a moment, before he went to his house and I, mine.
And that's how I, opposing all of my human logic, gave up on normalcy and instead decided to go straight ahead into the chaos that was certainly waiting for him.
"Claim Card."
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
stone