Min-joon pressed his ear against the apartment door, listening for any sign of movement. Silence. He glanced at Ji-woo, whose face was pale and drawn.
"Think it's safe?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper. Min-joon shrugged. "Hard to say. But sitting here won't get us anywhere." He took a deep breath, the stale air filling his lungs. he grabbed a bat from a corner and with a nod, he grasped the doorknob and twisted it slowly. The door creaked open a sliver. He peeked through the gap, his heart hammering in his chest. The hallway was empty, bathed in the strange red glow of the moon. Min-joon slowly pushed the door open wider, his grip tightening on the doorknob. "Alright," he whispered, waving his hand for Ji-woo to follow. "Let's move." They crept out of the apartment, moving silently down the hallway. Min-joon's eyes darted back and forth, scanning for any sign of danger. The silence was unnerving, broken only by the sound of their own footsteps. They reached the fire escape at the end of the hall. Min-joon hesitated. Climbing up to the roof meant exposing themselves in the open, vulnerable to whatever might be lurking in the night. "You sure about this?" Ji-woo asked, her voice filled with fear. Min-joon chewed on his lip. 'No,' he thought, 'but we don't have many other options.' He forced a smile. "Just follow me, okay?" He gripped the bat tightly as he stepped onto the fire escape, the metal groaning under his weight. Ji-woo followed close behind, her grip tight on the railing. They climbed slowly, their movements jerky and tense. Reaching the top landing, Min-joon cautiously peeked over the railing. The rooftop was a barren wasteland of tar and gravel, with a few ventilation shafts and a lone water tank jutting up into the crimson night sky. There was no sign of any "Watchers" or the creature from before. Relief washed over Min-joon, momentarily easing the tightness in his chest. "See?" Ji-woo said, a small sigh escaping her lips. "Probably a stupid prank." Just then, a booming voice echoed through the stillness, vibrating down to his very bones. ["Initiating User Activation Sequence."] Min-joon and Ji-woo exchanged wide-eyed glances. Where was that voice coming from? ["Welcome, User Min-joon. Scanning biological signature…"] The voice seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere at once. A shiver ran down Min-joon's spine. ["Scan complete. User identified. Awakening System…"] Min-joon's world tilted on its axis. System? What system? His mind raced, frantically searching for an explanation. ["Warning: Unforeseen anomaly detected. Initializing emergency protocol…"] Ji-woo grabbed his arm, her eyes wide with terror. "Min-joon, what's happening?" He looked at her, but couldn't speak. His throat felt dry, his tongue thick. A strange tingling sensation spread through his body, starting at his fingertips and crawling upwards. It felt like a million tiny needles pricking his skin. ["Emergency protocol initiated. Granting User Min-joon – Infinite Leveling Privilege."] The tingling intensified, turning into a sharp burning sensation. Min-joon cried out, collapsing onto the rooftop floor. His vision swam, the red moon above him blurring into a swirling mass of color. Ji-woo knelt beside him, her voice filled with panic. "Min-joon! Don't you dare pass out on me!" He tried to respond, to tell her he was okay, but the words wouldn't come. The pain was overwhelming, consuming his entire body. Then, just as suddenly as it began, the burning sensation subsided. Min-joon lay there, gasping for breath, his body bathed in sweat. Slowly, he opened his eyes. The world seemed different, sharper somehow. Colors were more vibrant, sounds clearer. He felt… different. He looked at his hands, expecting to see some kind of physical change, but they looked the same – slender and pale, with a few callouses from years spent gripping a controller. ["User Min-joon. Awakening complete. System online."] The booming voice returned, but this time it sounded calmer, almost… friendly? Min-joon stared at the empty night sky, a million questions swirling in his head. What was this system? Why him? Where did this message about the Watchers come in? "Min-joon? You okay?" Ji-woo's voice sounded closer, with a touch of concern. Min-joon sat up, wiping the sweat from his brow. The rooftop was still bathed in the red moonlight, but the world did indeed seem different. He felt a surge of energy coursing through his veins, a sharper awareness of his surroundings. "What was all that?" Ji-woo asked, her voice shaky but her dark eyes wide with curiosity. "Did you hear that voice too?" Min-joon nodded, still trying to process the events of the last few minutes. "Yeah," he said, his voice slightly hoarse. "It said something about a system and… infinite leveling?" Ji-woo raised an eyebrow. "Infinite leveling? Sounds like something out of one of your crazy video games." Min-joon scoffed, though a part of him couldn't help but agree. Infinite leveling was a staple of fantasy RPGs, a system where characters could theoretically grow stronger forever. But this was real life, not some digital fantasy land. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. The message from the unknown number was still there. "What about those Watchers?" Ji-woo asked, peering at the screen. "Do you think they have something to do with the voice?" Min-joon frowned. Maybe. It was all too coincidental. A cryptic message, a voice in his head, and now this… system. "I don't know," he admitted, frustration creeping into his voice. "This whole thing is crazy." He stared at the red moon, a strange sense of unease settling in his stomach. The world had been thrown into chaos overnight, and he was somehow caught in the middle of it. But now, with this system, he felt… different. Stronger. "Maybe it's the system, but I f*e different," he said, his voice regaining confidence. "Maybe it's how I can survive in this mess." Ji-woo gave him a skeptical look. "Survive with a voice in your head? What, are you gonna 'level up' by killing those things?" Min-joon shrugged, a look of curiosity in his eyes. Honestly, he didn't know. But the thought of becoming stronger, of having some kind of control in this chaotic world, was undeniably appealing. Suddenly, a blue light flickered in his vision, superimposed on the rooftop scene. It was a rectangular box with various tabs and options. It looked strangely familiar, like a user interface from one of his games. The way he turned his head to look made Ji-woo turn to look as well, but she saw nothing. "What is it?" Ji-woo asked, sounding a bit worried. Min-joon blinked, trying to make sense of it. The blue box shimmered, a small message appearing in its center: [Welcome, User Min-joon. Access Granted. Main Menu.] His heart pounded in his chest. Was this… the system? Hesitantly, he reached out a hand, as if to touch the screen. The moment his fingertips brushed the blue light, a wave of information flooded his mind. It was a torrent of data, statistics, and explanations about the system. He absorbed it all in a rush – his current level (1), his stats (strength, agility, health, etc.), the concept of gaining experience points (XP) by defeating enemies, and the ever-elusive infinite leveling system. Ji-woo stared at him, she wore a look of curiosity and fear. "Min-joon? What happened? What did you see?" Min-joon lowered his hand, a dazed look in his eyes. He looked at her, a slow smile creeping across his face. "Ji-woo," he said, his voice filled with newfound determination, "I think I just got a major upgrade." He glanced back at the red moon, a fire burning in his eyes. "This world might be ending, but for me, it's just the beginning."The red moon cast an crimson glow over the rooftop, bathing Min-joon and Ji-woo in its light. The blue interface shimmered in Min-joon's vision, a clear indicator of the extraordinary events that had just unfolded. "So, let me get this straight,""You have a… system in your head now? And it lets you level up… forever?" Ji-woo asked, finding it a bit hard to believe. Min-joon nodded, still trying to wrap his mind around it all. The information overload had been staggering, but the core concept was clear – he could become stronger, infinitely stronger, by defeating enemies. "It sounds crazy, I know," he admitted, "But look." He placed his hand in her forehead and focused his mind, and the blue interface flickered, displaying his current stats:[User: Min-joonLevel: 1HP: 100/100MP: 50/50Strength: 5Agility: 7Intelligence: 8XP: 0/100]"See?" he pointed at the screen. "Level 1, zero experience points. A total newbie." Ji-woo squinted at the floating interface, she could see it,
The worn leather bracer felt cool against his skin as he strapped it onto his arm. It wasn't much to look at, but the +1 defense boost felt significant, a nice improvement. Looking up at Ji-woo, he saw a hesitant smile creep onto her face. "Alright, Mr. Level-Up-er," she called down, "Come on back up before another one of those things decides to join the party."Min-joon chuckled, the sound a little shaky but genuine. Scrambling up the fire escape, he rejoined Ji-woo on the rooftop. The red moon was still hanging ominously in the sky, but it seemed a little less frightening now. He had faced a monster and emerged victorious. Maybe there was hope after all. "That was…" Ji-woo started, searching for the right words. "Crazy. And terrifying. And somehow… cool?"Min-joon grinned. "Cool is definitely not the word I'd use, but yeah, definitely crazy and terrifying." He held up the worn leather bracer. "At least I got a souvenir for my troubles."Ji-woo knelt beside him, examining the brac
Min-joon stood at the edge of the rooftop, his body tense, gripping the baseball bat so hard his knuckles turned white. The two ghouls on the adjacent building moved quickly, their green skin glowing under the red glow of the moon. He could see their sharp, clawed fingers clutching the edge of the roof as they prepared to leap. Min-joon glanced at Ji-woo. She was crouched low, her dark hair still pulled back into a messy bun, her eyes wide and locked onto the approaching creatures. Her small frame seemed even more fragile against the backdrop of the chaotic city. Despite the fear in her eyes, she held a broken piece of metal pipe in her hands, ready to defend herself. 'We have to do this,' he thought, trying to summon courage. 'We can't back down now.' "Ready?" Min-joon asked, trying to sound braver than he felt. His voice was calm, but his heart pounded loudly in his ears. Ji-woo nodded, her grip tightening on the pipe. "Ready as I'll ever be.” As the first ghoul leaped towards
Ji-woo's sudden grin caught Min-joon off guard. 'What is she thinking?' he wondered, watching as she scanned their surroundings with newfound determination. "What is it?" Min-joon asked, tightening his grip on the bat, ready for whatever she had in mind.Ji-woo pointed towards a fire escape ladder that snaked down the side of their building. "If we can get down to the street, we might be able to lead them away and circle back around to the library from another side."Min-joon glanced at the ladder and then back at the ghouls. The idea had merit. The street below was dark and littered with debris, offering plenty of cover. But it was also dangerous, with unknown threats lurking in the shadows. He hesitated, weighing their options. "Alright," he agreed finally. "But we need to move fast. Once we're down there, we run and don't look back until we're safe."Ji-woo nodded, her grip on the metal pipe tightening. "Got it. I'll go first, make sure the coast is clear."Before Min-joon could
Ji-woo's expression was one of slight disappointment. "Really?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.Min-joon felt a bit defensive. "Hey, you were the one who asked, so you don't get to act like I said something weird."She looked away, pouting a little. "I just thought... maybe there was something else. Something more meaningful or... I don't know, personal?"Min-joon shook his head. "No, not really. Why do you ask? What are you curious about?"Ji-woo let out a long sigh, her shoulders slumping slightly. She seemed to gather her thoughts before looking at him again. "Min-joon, do you have any experience with romance?"Min-joon blinked in surprise. "Love?" he asked, not sure he had heard her correctly.She nodded, her gaze steady. "Yes, love."He scratched his head, feeling even more awkward. "Not really. Why are you asking me this now?"Ji-woo's cheeks flushed a light pink, and she turned to face him more fully. "What would you do if a girl confessed her feelings to you?"Min-joon felt a r
Min-joon took a deep breath and stood up, stretching his legs. The cold, damp basement had left his muscles stiff. Ji-woo, with her dark hair still in a messy bun and her small frame tense, slowly rose beside him. "We should check if the coast is clear," Min-joon whispered, trying to sound confident. He didn't feel confident, but he knew they had to keep going.Ji-woo nodded, her grip on the metal pipe tightening. "Yeah, let's go."They made their way up the narrow staircase, the old wooden steps creaking under their weight. Min-joon led the way, his baseball bat ready in his hands. He pushed open the rusted door at the top, peeking out cautiously.The street was eerily quiet. The moon cast long shadows, and debris littered the ground. Min-joon signaled for Ji-woo to follow, and they stepped out into the open, moving quickly but silently.Suddenly, Ji-woo froze, her eyes wide. Min-joon turned to see what had startled her. A group of people emerged from the shadows, weapons drawn. The
Min-joon tightened his grip on his baseball bat, feeling the weight of it in his hands. Ji-woo walked beside him, her dark hair still tied up in a messy bun. She looked small but intense, her eyes looking around their surroundings. The rest of the group moved quietly, each person alert and ready for any danger.Hyun-soo led the way with his tall and muscular frame. The scar on his cheek made him look tough and experienced. He knew what he was doing, and they had to trust him.As they made their way through the deserted streets, Min-joon noticed the buildings around them. They were crumbling, windows shattered, and debris scattered everywhere. It was a clear reminder of how much the world had changed over the span of a single night. This place used to be so full of life.Suddenly, a soft chime sounded in Min-joon's head. He stopped, and glanced around to see if anyone else heard it. But everyone else kept moving, unaware.'Seems it didn't happen like it did last time with Ji-woo.'A me
Min-joon felt the strange energy of his new skill moving beneath his skin as the group approached the military base. The imposing structure loomed ahead, a grim reminder of the world they now lived in. The base was surrounded by tall, rusted fences and guarded towers, though it looked abandoned now. He exchanged a look with Ji-woo, whose determination shone through her fatigue."Stay close," Hyun-soo ordered. The rest of the group nodded, moving in tighter formation.As they neared the gates, Min-joon couldn't shake the feeling that they were being watched. His eyes darted around, scanning for any sign of movement. The base was quiet, too quiet. They had learned to distrust silence; it usually meant something was waiting to spring."Do you think it's safe?" Ji-woo whispered, her grip on the metal pipe tightening.Min-joon shook his head slightly. "Safe isn't a word that means much anymore," he replied softly."But we have to keep moving."The group crept through the gate, Hyun-soo at