#45. True King

“Mm.” Kim Jin-Woo blinked a few times at the dim light as he woke up with a low yawn. For a moment, he wondered if his eyes would ever adjust to the darkness before his vision started to clear.

It seemed he had fallen asleep in the labyrinth's bedroom again.

Lately, he had been eating and sleeping in the labyrinth more often, and he was beginning to question whether he was a human living on the surface or an Underworld being living below it.

Moreover, ever since he had met Denarion, the frequency of his nightmares had increased. No matter how much he slept, it was his spirit and not his body that was tired. He scrunched up his face as he stretched himself awake.

The thick, stuffy air of the Underworld, which he thought he had become accustomed to by now, felt particularly damp and heavy today.

It seemed the time had come to slowly return to the surface.

Until you survive this hell and experience the outer world for yourself, you cannot die.

Jung Yung-Tae’s will, which Kim Jin-Woo had heard in his nightmare, burned in his heart. He wondered if he was doing well enough to make Jung Yung-Tae proud. He had finally reached the surface, only to return to the Underworld...