In just one minute, heâd hear an earsplitting alarm!
But a faint shadow pressed down on the alarm button.
And who was that shadow? It was none other than Jae Woo.
He stood right up, lightly stretched, and headed to the bathroom.
Jae Woo gathered cold water within the red washbasin, and rubbed his face with the cold water. Thus, he woke up immediately.
He then whispered to his reflection in the mirror.
âNow, letâs begin.â
He would only be satisfied if he immediately did what he set his mind on.
After all, when heâd made the decision to drop out of school and become a progamer, heâd immediately dropped out.
âBack then, my homeroom teacher tried so hard to stop me⌠I wonder if theyâre doing ok.â
He dispelled the sudden thought and left the house.
Hwing.
It was early in the morning, so the air was cold, but it wasnât such that he couldnât bear it.
But there was something that was making it difficult for him: his body, which teetered in the wind.
Since he lacked muscle, he felt as though a strong gale would blow him away.
âLetâs at least try walking.â
Jae Woo tried his hardest to push through the wind, and took one step after another.
âPhew. Phew.â
5 minutes hadnât even elapsed, yet his breathing had become haggard.
Just walking felt as difficult as finishing a marathon. Still, he didnât give up, nor did he rest.
âIf I rest today, then Iâll be laying down tomorrow!â Jae Woo chastised himself.
Heâd already lost 2 years of his life. He didnât have the time to waste or hesitate any longer.
â2 years!â he thought, a venomous statement that came from deep in his heart.
âOne more step. Just one more step!â
Jae Woo gritted his teeth, pushed through, and continued to trudge forward step after step.
* * *
Jae Woo walked for a week, building his endurance and his muscles.
Of course, heâd only trained for a week, so there wasnât any huge changes to his body.
He was still skin and bones. Still, he no longer stumbled from the wind.
Thus, heâd decided to begin his training in earnest, and sought a fencing school.
âSwordmaster,â Jae Woo read the sign.
Swordmaster.
It wasnât a sport; it was a dojo that taught those who pursued the art of combat swordsmanship.
Thus, the training its pupils underwent was both tough and strict, and their spars reflected real life combat.
In a few words: it taught true swordsmanship. It had nothing to do with Jae Woo, who had once been a progamer.
âBack then, that is.â
But the situation had changed.
He needed to get into the fencing school no matter what.
There were three reasons behind this.
âFirst, training my body.â
He didnât want a body that he could show off, but a properly trained body. Like a true martial artist!
âAnd true combat sense.â
He didnât have any scientific evidence, but he felt like those who could fight in real-life could fight well in a game.
Because Jae Woo had spent many years as a progamer, he had experienced that first hand.
In other words, a virtual reality character was strongly influenced by their controllerâs senses, experience, and combat sense.
That was the reason so many of the virtual reality game rankers were black belts.
Of course, there were those, like Jae Woo in the past, who had improved their abilities within the game itself.
In any case, Jae Woo was currently unable to play the game, so he needed to improve his combat senses.
And to improve those combat senses, Jae Woo felt like Swordmaster was the best fit.
Since it was the dojo that sparred the most in the country.
And the last reason wasâŚ
âItâs really cost-effective.â
A one month membership to Swordmaster cost 200,000 won.
Overall, it wasnât cheap. Since a sports fencing school would cost about 100,000 won per month.
But in exchange, Swordmaster was open from early in the morning to late at night and was even open on the weekends.
It was only closed on new years and Korean Thanksgiving.
Jae Woo planned on attending the dojo from morning to night every day, so Swordmaster was indeed the best fit for him.
Still, 200,000 won was still a lot for someone in his situation.
However, once he was discharged, his family didnât need to pay his medical fees anymore.
And so, he apologetically asked his mother for 200,000 won and came here.
His mother gave him the money readily, and Jae Woo resolved himself once more.
âI promise, Iâll succeed just like before⌠and give you a life of luxury!â
In any case, for all these reasons, Jae Woo had to become a student of Swordmaster.
The problem wasâŚ
Would they even accept him when it was difficult for him to even lift a wooden sword?
âWell, letâs go in first.â
Jae Woo forcefully opened the dojoâs door.
âExcuse me.â
Ding.
The doorbell rang, and the man who seemed to be the instructor came by.
The instructor wore a uniform and was a tall, rugged man, with thick eyebrows and big bright eyes.
âWhat business do you have here?â the man asked.
âI want to learn swordsmanship,â Jae Woo said.
âMm.â
The man, having looked him over, sported an awkward expression.
It was great that someone came looking to learn swordsmanship.
However, Jae Wooâs body was in no condition to learn it.
âHe has almost no muscle.â
It would be catastrophic if Jae Woo, with his weak body, were to undergo their rigorous training. No, it would definitely be a disaster.
âI was bedridden for 2 whole years due to an accident. Thatâs why my body is a bit⌠But I can still do well.â Seeing the instructorâs expression, Jae Woo replied immediately.
âIâll direct you to some other dojos. The training here is too tough. You cannot withstand our training with that body of yours.â
The training was so rigorous and dull that even the healthiest of people quit on the first day.
Whatâs worse, Jae Wooâs body wouldnât even last an entire day; even an hour would be tough.
Thatâs what the man had decided.
âI can take it,â Jae Woo said, his eyes conveying his confidence.
âIâve been doing this for more than 10 years. I can tell at first glance. Please listen to me,â the man said, attempting to convince him.
Of course, Jae Woo wouldnât give up so easily.
âPlease put me through the training for a few days at least,â Jae Woo said.
âI cannot.â
The man shook his head.
âThen one day. Please train me for a single day. If I canât handle it, then Iâll leave right away,â Jae Woo said, underlining the single dayâs worth of training.
âHmm.â
The man changed his mind, as the scrawny kid wouldnât give in.
âHeâll cave in a day. No, an hour. After an hour, heâll leave on his own.â
The man ultimately nodded his head.
âOk. Then spend the day in the dojo. Your name isâŚ?â the man asked.
âMy name is Jae Woo. Choi Jae Woo.â
âIâm Master Kim Deok Bae.â
âYes, Master.â
âThen, how about we start with 500 downward swings? If youâre not up to it, then you can just go,â Deok Bae grinned. It was obvious why he was grinning.
Then letâs see how much you can take!
However, his grin soon turned to astonishment.
Whenever Jae Woo dropped his sword, he would pick it back up and swing it once more. Whenever he fell, he would stand back up, grit his teeth, and continue stubbornly swinging his sword. And thus, he managed to finish 500 swings!
Once he was finished, Jae Woo grabbed his sword and used it to support himself. His entire body was shaking.
âW-Whatâs⌠next?â Jae Woo asked, his voice faint. He was basically saying, âWhat else do you have in store?â
âAnymore and youâll die!â Deok Bae yelled and stole the sword away from him.
Once he took Jae Wooâs sword, Jae Woo fell flat on the ground.
Deok Bae was so surprised that he looked Jae Woo over. Fortunately, Jae Woo had just used up all his energy and fallen asleep.
âWhat a tough cookie!â
Deok Baeâs eyes, which looked upon Jae Woo, were filled with astonishment.
Heâd once thought that Jae Woo would give up in an hour, but he changed his mind.
âThis kind of guy ainât a quitter.â
He was right.
The first day, the next, and even a week went by without him giving up.
And thatâs how half a year passed by.
* * *
Half of year was by no means a short period of time.
Despite that, Jae Woo went to the dojo every day. Heâd never missed a single day.
âHello.â
Jae Woo opened the dojoâs doors and went inside.
âYouâre here?â Deok Bae smiled and greeted him. The two of them had gotten quite close over the half year.
âIâll get changed and start training immediately.â
Jae Woo went into the dressing room and took off his clothes.
His body had gone through a drastic change.
To sum it up: his body was as thick, sturdy, and powerful as a wild horse!
His body was proof that his time here wasnât a waste of time.
Jae Woo, whoâd changed into his uniform, came out and began training immediately.
First up, 500 downward swings!
Deok Bae came over and swung his sword beside him.
Jae Woo had swung his sword the most within the dojo.
Deok Bae swung his sword just as much as him, as if he couldnât allow himself to lose.
The two finished their 500 downward swings, and then went on to 500 horizontal swings, 500 thrusts, and 500 diagonal swings. Once they were done, they sat on the floor and took a break.
âPhew, this is tough. Guess you canât beat age,â Deok Bae said while massaging his shoulder. Since he was in his mid-30âs, his body was quick to tire.
Whereas, Jae Woo, who was still in his early 20âs, was quick to recover.
âLetâs begin sparring.â
Jae Woo gripped his sword and stood up.
âAfter I rest a little more,â Deok Bae said, making a big fuss over nothing.
Rather than say anything, Jae Woo merely looked at him, as if he telling him to hurry up.
âPhew, this guy doesnât know how to be considerate, does he?â
Ultimately, Deok Bae righted his weary body.
âI seriously wonât hold back,â Deok Bae said deeply.
Once his face creased, his already rugged face looked even more fearsome than before.
Deok Bae made the first move.
However, it didnât work on Jae Woo at all.
After all, there existed monsters more fearsome and intimidating than any human within a virtual reality game.
Thus, to Jae Woo, who had seen such monsters on a regular basis, Deok Baeâs face looked like nothing more than a comedy/horror B-movie.
âHaahp!â
Jae Woo took the first move and attacked.
Thrust!
It was a sudden attack.
Moreover, he was aiming for his balls!
However, the two werenât wearing their protective equipment.
If a random pedestrian had seen this, they would scream in fright.
Of course, Deok Bae easily blocked Jae Wooâs blade, as if he were familiar with it.
Swordmaster was a school that trained its students in real-life swordsmanship.
In a spar, surprise attacks were allowed, as well as strikes to critical areas like the back of the head or the balls. Whatâs worse, hand-to-hand combat was allowed as well.
Obviously, they didnât wear protective equipment, like real-life.
As an instructor of Swordmaster, Deok Bae was often on the receiving end of such surprise attacks, and even implemented them himself.
Daahk!
Deok Bae, having blocked Jae Wooâs strike, immediately initiated a counterattack. He was aiming for a critical area himself, the solar plexus!
Jae Woo leaned to the side and avoided Deok Baeâs attack. He then swiped his sword downwards.
Swish.
The sound of his blade cutting through air rang out in the large hall. Deok Bae, too, cut through the air and swung his sword.
Jae Woo and Deok Bae tensely exchanged blows.
Ddak! Ddak! Daahk!
Despite that, the sound of their swords clashing wouldnât cease.
Both their attacks would barely graze each otherâs uniforms.
Deok Bae would take the offensive and push forward, and Jae Woo would persistently hold on. Despite that, Deok Bae didnât look so good.
âYou monster!â
To him, Jae Woo was definitely a monster.
He was definitely a monster. After all, Jae Woo had only learned swordsmanship for half a year, yet he was able to spar evenly with someone whoâd learned for over 10!
âDie!â
Deok Bae began to put more strength into his sword.
âNo thank you!â
Jae Woo likewise did the same.
Daahk!
Their swords clashed and Jae Woo was pushed back.
He had no chance of beating Deok Bae in pure strength or swordsmanship.
Instead, Jae Woo would move ahead of time, as if knowing where Deok Baeâs sword would land, giving him an advantage.
And he would somehow manage to find an opening and attack in unexpected ways.
Of course, Deok Bae wouldnât fall to Jae Wooâs unconventional attacks due to his accumulated experience and skill.
Deok Bae carefully blocked Jae Wooâs blows, and pushed forward.
And so, their swords clashed repeatedly again and again!
Overall, Deok Bae held the advantage the entire match, but Jae Woo continued to hold on.
Ultimately, they couldnât decide a winner and the match ended in a draw.
âEh, it ended in a draw.â
Deok Bae furrowed his brow.
If it wasnât a spar resembling real-life, but a real-life spar, then Deok Bae definitely wouldâve won.
Since he wouldnât have controlled his strength so that Jae Woo wasnât hurt. And he wouldâve used some fatal techniques as well.
But even if he wanted to replicate a real-life battle, he couldnât do all that. After all, his goal wasnât to hurt him.
Yet, their match ended up with such a bitter result due to that.
âWhat an enviable bastard.â
Deok Bae gazed at Jae Woo.
Jae Woo had seen through his movements way too easily. And he instinctively found and attacked his weak spots.
It was definitely a gift from God. Plus, he was such a hard worker!
âHeâll probably get stronger than me, huh?â
Deok Bae was jealous of Jae Wooâs raw talent, and felt vexed that Jae Wooâs swordsmanship would surpass his own with more refinement.
âWhy are you looking at me like that?â
Jae Woo, having noticed Deok Baeâs fervent gaze, furrowed his brow.
âIâm just jealous. What, got a problem with that!?â
âOf what?â
Jae Woo tilted his head.
âIâm jealous cause youâre a genius!â
âWho, me?â
Jae Woo laughed, speechless. What was he even talking about?
âWhat else are you? Youâve been only learning for half a year, yet you can already fight evenly with me!â Deok Bae yelled suddenly.
ââŚâ
Jae Woo was about to refute his claims, telling him that he was no genius, but shut himself up.
He wasnât sure about the blade, but he definitely had some sort of special ability.
âIâm not a genius. I guess you could say⌠I have ESP?â
Then, Jae Woo gradually recollected the memories of that day, the day he first became self-aware of his special ability.