The classroom was dead silent.
Five bodies on the floor.
Groaning.
Coughing.
Bleeding.
And me…
Standing in the middle.
Even the teacher at the door froze.
Nobody moved.
Nobody spoke.
Like time itself had stopped.
"Did… did he just beat Rafi's gang alone?"
"Is that really the same weak kid?"
Whispers spread everywhere.
I slowly picked up my bag and walked out of the class.
No one dared to stop me.
Not anymore.
But inside my head…
Memories were flashing.
This wasn't over.
In my past life…
After today…
Rafi's gang came back with seniors.
Then street thugs.
Then real gang members.
They beat me so badly I couldn't walk for days.
My family had to borrow money for hospital bills.
My fists tightened.
"I won't let history repeat."
If I wanted to survive…
I needed power.
Not just fighting skills.
I needed connections.
Money.
People who feared my name.
After school.
The sky turned orange.
I walked toward the old market street.
The place students avoided.
The place teachers warned us about.
The place where real gangs stayed.
Trash on the ground.
Broken lights.
Cigarette smoke in the air.
This was where my life truly changed before.
And it will change again.
But this time—
I'm not the prey.
I'm the hunter.
Suddenly—
"Hey kid. Lost?"
A rough voice stopped me.
Three men blocked my path.
Tattoos.
Chains.
Sharp eyes.
Street thugs.
Normal students would run.
But I didn't.
Because I recognized them.
In the future…
They worked under the biggest gang in the city.
Black Tiger Gang.
If I join them early…
I can climb faster.
"Give us your wallet," one guy smirked.
I sighed.
"Wrong choice."
"What?"
Before they understood—
I moved.
FAST.
CRACK!
My elbow smashed his jaw.
Another guy rushed.
I grabbed his arm—
TWIST—
He screamed and fell.
The third one pulled a knife.
But to me…
It looked slow.
Too slow.
I stepped aside and punched his throat.
He collapsed.
Three seconds.
All down.
Footsteps stopped behind me.
Someone was watching.
Clap… clap… clap…
Slow clapping echoed.
"Interesting."
A deep voice came from the alley.
A tall man walked out.
Black jacket.
Scar on his face.
Cold eyes.
Dangerous aura.
My heart skipped.
I knew him.
Everyone in the future knew him.
The man who controlled half the city's underworld.
Black Tiger Gang's leader.
Kaiser.
He looked at the fallen men, then at me.
"You did this alone?"
I didn't answer.
We stared at each other.
Like two predators.
Then he smiled slightly.
"What's your name, kid?"
For a moment…
I thought about my old self.
The weak boy.
The one everyone bullied.
That name…
Didn't fit me anymore.
So I looked straight into his eyes and said—
"Call me… King says."
"From today… I rule my own street."
The man laughed.
A deep, scary laugh.
"I like you."
"Come with me."
And just like that—
My second life truly began.