Naui Akdangdeul

“Dark World,” the game I, a thirty-year-old salaryman, had devoted my entire youth to.



“What the fuck is this…”



When I opened my eyes, Dark World had become my reality. The pouring rain, dripping hot blood, and a cold blade. At the moment of my impending death, I came into this familiar world.



(Source: Kakaopage, translated)