Rain fell like it wanted to erase the world.
Kang Yeon lay curled in a narrow alley, his thin body pressed against cold concrete. Every breath burned. Blood dripped from his lips and mixed with the dirty rainwater beneath him.
A shadow loomed overhead.
"Still alive?" a voice mocked.
A boot slammed into his stomach.
Yeon gasped. Air fled his lungs.
Laughter echoed.
"You really are disgusting."
Another kick.
Another.
> [Hunter Rank: F]
[Physical Condition: Near Death]
Someone grabbed his hair and yanked his head up.
Their eyes met his.
Full of hatred.
"Say it," the boy sneered.
"Say you're sorry for being born."
Yeon's vision blurred.
Why… am I still alive?
The answer came immediately.
Because he was cursed.
His father was once humanity's greatest hero.
Then, ten years ago, he opened the first Rift.
Monsters flooded the world.
Cities burned.
Millions died.
And his father was branded forever as—
The Great Traitor.
The punishment didn't end with him.
His family was hunted.
His mother died holding Yeon in her arms, shielding him from hunters who wanted to kill him as an example.
Live… even if the world hates you.
Her last words.
Another kick landed on Yeon's chest.
Something cracked.
Not bone.
Hope.
"Just die already," someone spat.
"Your blood shouldn't exist."
The rain grew heavier.
Cold.
Darkness closed in.
Mother… I'm tired.
His eyes slowly shut.
And then—
The world stopped.
Rain froze in midair.
Sound vanished.
Time itself held its breath.
A voice echoed deep inside his soul.
> SYSTEM ACTIVATING…
HOST CONFIRMED: KANG YEON
SYSTEM NAME: MY WORDS IS ORDER
Yeon felt warmth for the first time in years.
> SPEAK.
His cracked lips trembled.
"…I don't want to die."
The air trembled.
> SKILL CREATED
ABSOLUTE HEALING (F-RANK)
Light burst from his body.
Broken ribs snapped back into place.
Blood flowed backward into his veins.
Pain disappeared like it had never existed.
Yeon's eyes snapped open.
The bullies stumbled back in horror.
"What the hell—?!"
Yeon slowly stood.
Rain resumed falling.
His body felt light.
Whole.
Alive.
He looked at them.
His voice was calm.
"…Kneel."
The ground exploded.
Invisible pressure slammed down.
Five bodies crashed to the ground like insects.
Their screams echoed through the alley.
Yeon stared at his shaking hands.
So this is power…
For the first time since he was born—
The world listened to him.
"My words," he whispered, eyes cold and steady,
"…is order..