Chapter 2: Ch-2 A strange transmigration.

Feeling himself sinking into a void of emptiness for some hours kang-yoon finds himself pressed in a dark place after some time which felt like an eternity.

"w-where am I?" he muttered as he surveyed his surroundings but all he could catch a glimpse of was pitch darkness.

Now that he was conscious about his situation he settled down and as a true fanatic of manhwa he had a roughly idea about those weird procedures of getting transmigrated or Reincarnated.

"But where's my goddess?" Kang-Yoon muttered as most of the time an out-of-the-world beauty will emerge and guide the Main character throughout the process.

The time began perishing but still Kang-yoon didn't catch any glimpse or sign of beauty appearing to guide him so he couldn't help but get uneasy and attempted to proceed forward.

"Hm.'' Kang-yoon foremost got one second before he realised that he was secure in that damn area as the horrendous fall of eternity once again welcomed him like a true companion now that he was again sinking into the endless void.

"What the hell kind of isekai advancement is this?" he tried to yell, ignoring the reality that the void doesn't have any carrier for sound.

"keogh."

Kang-Yoon opened his eyes and finds himself standing in a dimly lit niche while his talons were brushing through the cold dirt.

kang-yoon merely recollected that when he began sinking again in that void three various stauts windows kinda things were flashing in front of him. The first one revealed a picture of a joyful family living in the mediaeval period, the second one revealed an image of an aged monarch, and the third one was an image of a lady.

There was no time left to consider so he hastily touched one of the windows and before he could understand anything he finds himself standing in a fucking gigantic arena.

"oi, little Bitch where are you looking?" a fist arrived knocking on his face, bringing him back to reality. 

"Argggg." 

kang-yoon clutched his erratic nose and cried out as he felt his cold hand abruptly started feeling warm all of a sudden. he stretched his hand forward to take a peek at it and bloody hell they were stained in blood.

"Fucking shit, I'll kill you Basterd?" kang-yoon uttered profanity as he looked at the man who smashed his Nose.

"Hoh, this wussy even knows how to growl, how amusing." The man sneered while cracking his knuckles and once again rushed toward kang-yoon shooting his arm like a rocket.

"Thud."

The attack which was pointed to land on kang-yoon's chest clashed with his fist instead. 

"ouch, Fuck, fuck." Kang-yoon cursed as he felt some of his bones cracking.

The Sensation of helplessness made kang-yoon aware of his situation. The arena was crammed with hundreds of populace. who were screaming and cheering appreciating the taste of blood bath

While kang-youn was in a reverie his opponent was assessing his present status as he was reimbursed to slaughter the young man standing in front of him.

Even though slaughtering someone in the arena wasn't an offence as the Massacre would bring Joy to the audience but nonetheless the hegemonies had the dignity to conserve so an ordinance was imposed and the perpetrator would be banned for a month.

"Keke, if i kill him today, I won't need to stake my life for some meagre amount of money anymore." he thought viciously while studying kang-yoon's sorry ass figure, but soon a an odd emotion engulfed him as he remembered that individual telling, "That bastard is nothing better than a loathsome, little dog, you can easily kill him with one strike."

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But here he was standing precisely in front of him clenching his fist tightly while staring down on him like he was a bug.

"Don't Joke with me.' yelled the man and feigned a punch and as he had calculated kong-yoon read his attack and tried to dodge it. But as it was meant for faking kang-yoon couldn't avoid the following straight Jab which almost knocked him out of his consciousness.

"Keugh, cough, cough." kang-yoon coughed out blood and was about to fall unconscious as his vision started getting worse than a little foggy.

"No, I can't fall unconscious here." The reflection came into his mind and next second his teeth were gripped in his upper lips as drops of blood were wad out.

Getting his consciousness back kang-yoon tried to soothe his mind as if things didn't go his way here he would surely die.

"This Bitch, you sure have a lot of nerves as you're disregarding me again." The man yelled and once again attacked him but this time things didn't go his way as kang-yoon swung his kick toward his facade which closely brushed past his skin but his true motive was something else.

"You fucker, This is fudging, this is open infidelity." The man wailed while trying to open his sight which was now filled with soil.

The arena suddenly turned pin drop silence as if they were shelving to see what kang-yoon's next course of action would be as his opponent was now standing in front of him defenceless.

"w-what, I can't kill him?" he stammered, as Just the idea of killing somebody gave him chills.

'But wasn't he about to kill you, didn't his attack look deadlier to you.' a cold voice reverberated in his ears and before he figured it out he had attacked the man directly in his guts, mashing the glory of his future hope.

"Heup."

Cough. Cough.

“I WILL KILL YOU FUCKER.” he shrieked while kneeling down on the dirt trying to ease the misery of his destroyed hope.

"Huff. Huff."

Kang yoon began breathing rigidly as his stamina had nearly depleted from this impulsive fight, heck he didn't even know how he was still standing on his legs.

» Boo.. Boo..

» Get up bitch and fight to death, I want to see more blood.

» Finish him, you swine.

The remarks of spectators were making his head fuzzy, a thick vein popped on his forehead as he yelled, "Why don't you come down and fight instead you crazy fuckers." and kicked his opponent in his head without realising it.

"_"

"Gosh, is he dead?" He said as he tried to inspect him but what he saw made him puke out his stomach instead as the man still had his blood shot eyes open while his face was stained in snort and mud.

“keogh, bleargh.”

Kang-yoon couldn't tolerate it anymore and emptied out his stomach.

"Thud." In the hurricane of abusive comments and remarks kang-yoon's body fell down unconsciously as his last amount of stamina also got depleted.

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