Sung-Hoon caught the sudden change in Gi-Gyu’s expression, so he called out, “Player Kim Gi-Gyu?” 

“Yes?” Gi-Gyu woke up from his thoughts and announced, “Oh, I better get inside the Tower now.”

“Pardon? Oh, of course.” Before Sung-Hoon could say much, Gi-Gyu entered the Tower. Sung-Hoon noticed the change in Gi-Gyu’s demeanor, but the swarm of reporters soon pulled his attention back. He had no idea what he had to do to fix this problem.

***

-Answer me.

Another message entered Gi-Gyu’s head when he didn’t respond.

-Are you his master?

Gi-Gyu needed a safe place to have this conversation. He quickly ran to the Tower, and once inside, he heard the voice again.

-Are you—

“What are you?” Gi-Gyu asked as his eyes darkened. This being, whoever it was, was relaying its message directly into Gi-Gyu’s head. It could mean only two things: It was either a powerful player or an Ego. 

But the question it asked was if Gi-Gyu was “his” master, not “a master.” Gi-Gyu couldn’t understand the question due to the odd wording. 

-I’m the great… Umm… My name is… Huh…?

The being’s voice, solemn and staid before, sounded confused. 

-Bru…nheart… That’s my name.

Its voice sounded so grand that Gi-Gyu expected another devil or one of...