Silence.
In a world scorched black, Woo Hyuk pondered.
It was truly quiet.
A world that had been filled with noise was, for some reason, silent.
Just moments ago, it had undoubtedly been unbearably loud.
âKill.
âAccept.
âPraise.
These werenât the usual chaotic noises he was accustomed to. Unlike the muddled cacophony he typically heard, these voices were piercingly clear.
How much time had passed since he started hearing these sounds? It felt like an eternity.
Boom! Boom, boom!
Suddenly, there were echoes of something shattering, as if the ceiling was collapsing.
âPraiseâ¦!
âRevere!
The voices, as if attempting to brainwash him, kept repeating over and over again.
And then, after a long while of incessant ringingâ
âPraiseâ¦
Abruptly, silence returned.
âHmm?â
Noticing the stillness, Woo Hyuk slowly opened his eyes. A strange sense of longing washed over him.
âIt wasnât bad.â
Though the repetitive voices had become slightly tiresome, compared to the usual noises, they were no different from a lullaby.
âAt this rate, I could rest a little more.â
But then it occurred to him.
âThe fact that the sounds have stoppedâ¦â
It likely meant something was about to happen. With that thought, Woo Hyuk opened his eyes fully and sat up.
âHmm?â
He tilted his head at the sight before him.
Night had fallen over the world.
A pitch-black night so dark that nothing could be seenânot the ground below, nor the sky above.
âAh?â
Looking upward, Woo Hyuk let out a sound.
He clearly saw it.
The remaining white backdrop, consumed and swallowed by the encroaching blackness.
That was the last of it. The entire world around Woo Hyuk had been scorched black.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âHeh.â
Woo Hyuk laughed at the sight.
âThis is perfect for sleeping.â