When Du Chan tried to open his eyes, he felt so much pain in his head. It was so painful that he fell unconscious again! After some time, he awakened, but the pain was still there. He tried to endure it to some degree, but whenever he gave an attempt, the pain aggravated even further…

Time naturally passed, and Du Chan woke up again. There was no pain anymore, and his headache had disappeared entirely.

It was like nothing ever happened before, but he still remembered the feeling of his head burning excruciatingly. He finally opened his eyes and found himself lying still in front of the big door.

Du Chan came back to his senses and ran promptly to the orphanage. It had already reached the evening when he was yet unconscious and more than 10 hours elapsed!!.

He hurriedly went straight to his room, speaking none on his way. Afterward came dinner and therefore went to the hall.

He greeted Gu auntie as he always did, all while not showing any signs of discomfort, and finished his dinner fast and went right back to his room to sleep. He was so tired and fell asleep almost instantly.

The next day, Du Chan ate breakfast and went back to the mountains as was his daily routine. Again, he felt someone calling him from the other side of the door when he came upon it for the second time.

Du chan came back before it and tried his hand at opening it. But when he touched the door, he felt pain once again as before, this time coursing through all of his body. It was akin to thousands of needles piercing through his skin and tingling his scratching his bare bones.

His expression grimaced, seeming as to one in immense suffering. But fortunately, it didn’t last as long as the last attempt, and he felt refreshed after some minutes.

Feeling content with his progress, he hurried back to the orphanage to catch up with lunch. After eating his fill, he went back to his room and slept.

During that night, he saw a big war brewing in his dream, and he was floating above its battlefield. Suddenly, someone came beside him, and Du Chan couldn’t notice him at all. He was watching the war.

It was so big and bloody, and there are so many soldiers, so many people floating around in the air and using what he discerned as martial arts.

The war was like it was otherworldly. Something that Du Chan had never seen the like before, even before his reincarnation.

“OMG!” he expressed himself, the slang of his old world yet memorized.

The only thing Du Chan could think right after seeing the scene of slaughter was the ground filled with blood and countless corpses. His body boiled fiercely at sight, clenching his fist tightly. He had thought deeply, “I want to become strong!”

Du Chan didn’t understand why he had come up with such a conviction like that, but he did it unconsciously nonetheless.

When Du Chan turned his head around, he glimpsed at someone standing right beside him, floating. He was so scared, but the stranger was smiling at him. He had red eyes, black hair, and was wearing a black coat. The man was handsome, graceful, and had a very mysterious aura that even Du Chan could somewhat perceive.

“No need to be scared,” the mysterious man said.

The voice was like it corresponded with nature itself. When Du Chan heard his voice, he suddenly surged through his whole body, causing light and freshness.

“So, what do you think about this?” he asked him.

Du Chan has rubbed his head, thinking and answered truthfully.

“I don’t understand anything…but I have a strong feeling, a strong urge to get strong.”

“Hahaha” the handsome man burst in laughter at the young boy’s answer.

“But you will die in two years, how will you get strong?” he asked Du Chan one last question.

Du Chan was suddenly remembered with that cruel fate of his. He nodded, no words coming atop his tongue.

The mysterious man smiled again and touched Du Chan’s forehead with his finger, a bright light entering his body.

“Ok then. Let us meet in the future!” he said and slowly disappeared along with his last line.

Du Chan woke up from his dream, flustered and sweating profusely.

“Was that a really, a dream?”

He was confused and couldn’t think anymore regarding the matter he had witnessed.

Still in his room, he went up to the window above his bed and looked out.

He saw a very bright red light glowing in the middle of the mountains. He was curious, of course, but there was a rule stating that the orphans could not leave the orphanage after dusk.

So Du Chan, curiosity set aside sadly, closed his window’s tattered curtain and tried to sleep once more.

In the middle of the mountains, where the gigantic door is located, the red light emanated ever so brightly. In addition, the crimson liquid between the skulls and bones was moving in a strange pattern….