Kim Hajin/Chapter by chapter

## Chapter 0

Not only their words, but **I** could also see their faces, almost as though **I** was right in front of them.Perhaps, this was **my** ‘Gift.’`

Then where was **I**?
**I** wasn’t on the stage but in the farthest back seat of the auditorium. **I** wasn’t ‘one out of three thousand’, but a member of the ‘three thousand.’ No Guild associate looked **my** way.`

…No, I was a speck of dust.`

## Chapter 1

Chundong lived in an ordinary apartment room, but he didn’t have parents. As for why, **I**, of course, didn’t know.
At 9 years old, Chundong was admitted to 'Agent Military Academy,' a place to nurture elites to fight monsters and Djinns.
What ability did Chundong possess to pass its entrance exam?
**I** didn’t know.
**I** didn’t know anything about him. **I** didn’t even know his face. **I** wasn’t kidding. **I** really didn’t.``When **I** look in the mirror…``(?)``That’s what **I** saw. An oval with a question mark.`

These three years would be spent at [Cube], a Hero Academy.
Unfortunately, this damned Chundong guy was a combat type cadet.`

But after living idly for two weeks, **I** reluctantly came to accept my fate.
It seemed **I** would live this way for a long time.In that case, **I** at least needed to make a living for **myself**.`

**I** just had to survive until then. When the time came, **I** was sure **I**’d figure something out.`

It wasn’t because **I** didn’t describe my face. If that were the case, it didn’t make sense for the other billions of people to have their own faces. So why was only Chundong’s face a question mark?``“**I** don’t get it.”``Murmuring begrudgingly, **I** washed my face. **I** could feel my skin. **I** had hair too. That made things all the more creepy.`

**My** home for the past two weeks. The apartment room **I** barely found thanks to the address written in **my** cadet card. It seemed **I** got attached to it in this short period of time. **I** felt like **I** would miss it.``Cube floated in the middle of the East Sea. Once **I** left, **I** probably wouldn’t come back.`

## Chapter 2

**I** knew what this class was.
Shin Jonghak and Kim Suho were in this class, and as cliques formed around them, many schemes, mostly started by Shin Jonghak and his followers, would make the class rowdy. As a member of the class, **I** would most likely be swept in regardless of **my** will.`

The weapon of choice in the modern world, one that didn’t require an instruction manual and one that anyone could use with a click. But in this world, this weapon was the weakest lump of metal, a weapon avoided by every Hero. Most likely, it was only here for the sake of having all kinds of weapons be here.But this was the only choice **I** had.
**I** couldn’t use any close ranged weapons. Even if Chundong was talented in one, **I** didn’t want to participate in close ranged combat where blood splattered everywhere.``“Kim Chundong.”``The instructor’s voice fell low, and other students’ gazes fell on **me**. Shin Jonghak and Kim Suho were among them.
**I** didn’t like being at the center of attention.**I** quickly walked up and grabbed the weapon.
**I** could feel the weight of the metal in **my** hand as the smell of rust tickled **my** nose.
More eyes fell on **me**.``The weapon in **my** hand was a handgun.`

## Chapter 3

In the end, **I** could only choose a long ranged weapon, so a bow or a gun. Thanks to Korea’s military service, **I** was at least familiar with guns.`

Seeing me unperturbed by their provocations, the group left after snickering to themselves.`

The weight of the handgun in **my** hand didn’t feel real.
Thinking about it now, it might have been better to leave Cube if **I** was going to choose a gun. Having been a cadet at the Agent Military Academy should have been enough to let me live without starving.``But **my** problem didn’t end there.
Why **I** was sent to this world and how **I** could go back. To find out, **I** had the feeling **I** needed to stay close to the main storyline.`

An electronic voice rang out beyond the door.``—Rank 934, Kim. Chun. Dong. Take. Your. Luggage.``It was a robot. Throwing the gun on the couch, **I** opened the door and saw a fairly big box on the ground.``(...)``With a smirk, **I** pulled off the tape.``“… Huh?”``There was only a single item in the big box.
But **I** knew what it was.
This wasn’t Chundong’s, but **mine**.
This was from **my** previous life… Though, it felt a bit weird to call it a ‘previous’ life.``Anyways, this was the laptop **I** had used on Earth to write my novel.`

## Chapter 4

This incomprehensible phenomenon made **me** sweat. **My** hands and feet trembled, and **my** heart began to pound.
This strange object, just who sent it to **me**, for what purpose, and for what reason?``At that moment…
The laptop screen turned off.
From the black laptop screen, a face was being reflected. It wasn’t Kim Chundong’s question mark, but **my** face, **Kim Hajin**’s face.
Without giving **me** a chance to be shocked, the laptop turned back on and words began to appear on the laptop screen.``[Kim Chundong, synchronization with **Kim Hajin** complete.]
[All status reset.]
[Unique Authority, ‘Setting Intervention’, acquired.]`