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When he tried returning to virtual reality, the place he logged into was instead the “real Murim.” Not a game. Not a simulation. A world of steel, blood, and martial artists who would kill you for looking at them wrong.
Dong Bongsu was not a hero. He was not a righteous warrior. In his previous life, in the real world, he was something far more dangerous.
A once-in-an-era psychopath. A man without empathy. A predator who wore a human face and felt nothing when his prey stopped breathing.
The Grim Reaper made a mistake. Instead of taking him to the afterlife, the Reaper dropped him into Murim. A world of scheming sects, corrupt officials, and innocent people caught in between. A world full of prey.
Dong Bongsu’s merciless fangs cast a shadow over Murim, which is rife with schemes and malice. The martial artists think they are dangerous. The assassins think they are scary. The faction leaders think they are untouchable.
They have never met a true psychopath.
Now a man who felt nothing in a world of rules has been unleashed into a world with no rules. The predators of Murim are about to learn what it means to be hunted.
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