“Urgghhh! They’re here…!” 

Baek Gyeo-Ul was dreaming right now. Ever since he had merged with Bardiya, his other personality in his shadows, he occasionally had this dream of a man who resembled him—no, a man who looked exactly like him running away quickly.

The man was inside a forest that was far from normal, considering it was in the Imaginary Plane, a world of pitch-black shadow. Everything in it had no color except black or gray.

It was a hidden and shadow plane of Trailokya and the Six Paths, but the problem was that the people who weren’t supposed to be there were pouring into the plane. The bursts of <Starlight> were ripping the shadows in this plane apart. Nevertheless, the man continued to run to find the last hope even though his everything was getting destroyed.

“A little more, a little more…! If I get there, I’ll be able to find Twilight…!” The man muttered under his breath. 

Twilight. The man kept repeating the name of Twilight.

‘Twilight.’ Gyeo-Ul repeated.

He really wanted to ask the man in his dream who Twilight was.

* * *

‘Is this the place?’ Chang-Sun wondered.

After following the GPS on his smartphone for a while, Chang-Sun stopped in front of an old house, his destination, on an ordinary street.

‘Yeah, I’m at the right place.’

Detecting the faint presence of people inside the house when he sharpened his senses, he quietly pushed the gate. It was left unlocked, so he opened it with ease. The first thing Chang-Sun saw was a front yard so unkempt it seemed people hadn’t lived here for some time. However, he could sense people quietly watching him from the darkn...