Top Star Lee Gun-Woo - Chapter 1: Past Life Awakening (1)
Chapter 1: Past Life Awakening (1)
Winter at the age of 23 was cold.
He felt sulky about the expensive guitar that he just bought.
Just what was he so confident about when he didn’t have anything to show off other than just having a little bit of good looks?
Thinking about it, it was natural.
After dropping out of high school to pursue music, he can only brag about his appearance.
He thought that if he became famous, his academic background wouldn’t matter.
It was fortunate that he was able to escape from middle school after taking the qualification exam at his mother’s earnest request.
When he started to realize his reality, it was the military that he thought of as his own refuge.
After struggling to deny the reality and leaving the military early, the cold society unfolded before his eyes.
‘Was it just passion?’
It was impossible to tell if it was because of his passion for music, or simply because he wanted to be famous, or whether he was just simply swept away by the admiration of others.
Objectively speaking, so is his guitar.
Rather than writing and composing, he was focused on just playing, and the song he was only confident in was the Frog in the Well.
He could only sing at a High School Festival.
He had a good face, so he wanted to switch to acting, and so he enrolled in acting school, but he also quit after about a month.
Acting surprisingly suited his aptitude, but he lacked perseverance.
He made excuses for himself, saying it cost a lot of money and he had no time and ran away again.
Right now, he has plenty of time, so he just lives in a PC room.
Gun-woo fell into such a nonsensical fantasy of becoming a star overnight for some reason.
Even now, he was hesitating, even though he knew it was wrong, because he hadn’t completely escaped from the illusion.
He was still trying to escape from reality.
Gun-woo sighed and looked at his phone.
He has been getting only advertising messages these days.
His friends’ admiration for him quickly cooled down, and some people looked at him as if he was pathetic.
Most of them went to college and were absorbed in studying or building up their qualifications while being a civil servant.
It was frustrating.
He was so frustrated that he wanted to quit everything.
Come to think of it, he didn’t do anything because he knew one thing.
His talent was mediocre and only reached the average level.
There were so many geniuses in the world.
Right now, Korea alone is flooded with high-quality amateurs.
‘It’s better to find another way…’
He spent a lot of time ignoring serious advice at the audition, but now he can’t ignore it.
He made a PR video and distributed it, but he didn’t get any contact.
Society was a very cold place for an ignorant person like him.
With his shameful skills, he now lost even his confidence to audition.
With his confidence gone, he was daunted by everything and couldn’t even think of trying something new.
He smiled slightly and pulled out a cigarette.
Seeing how delicious the cigarette was, it seemed that he was still out of his mind.
‘Let’s… go home.’
Was he still growing up?
He couldn’t take care of his mother anymore.
He was often blunt under the pretext of being busy.
His mother who runs a snack bar must be having a hard time now.
Gun-woo thought he was a real bad son.
It was time for Gun-woo to sigh and walk to get on the bus.
Was that a five-year old just now?
A girl who was holding a balloon lost it.
The balloon blown in the wind reached the road, but the child started running to the road looking only at the balloon.
When he turned his head, a car was running at a fairly high speed.
Gun-woo instantly flew away.
If it was Gunwoo, he would not have saved others by risking his own body away.
But for some reason, the moment he saw that child, the feeling that he would regret it if he didn’t save her came to him.
Gun-woo, who usually had no athletic nerves, moved surprisingly agile on his own.
It felt as if his time was ticking away.
It wasn’t until he pushed the child out of the road that that feeling went away.
A dreadful shock hit his body.
In the shattered case, his guitar was seen shattered and blown away.
It felt strange to see his surroundings spin round and round.
It was then that he realized that he had been hit by a car.
A scream could be heard around him, and at that moment, Gun-woo lost consciousness.
* * *
He was dumbfounded.
He was so numb that he felt as if he had no body.
He thought he was having a terrible dream.
No, it felt like he was still in a dream.
The scenery in front of him was unfamiliar and his body moved freely.
He was holding a sword.
The cold sword felt vividly.
He couldn’t even think of it as a dream.
He could smell the fishy blood.
There was a sticky feeling in the wind blowing.
Why does he know that?
His hands moved naturally.
It was enough to surprise even himself at the very quick and simple movement.
The blade bounced off and stuck on the floor.
He had a sword in his hand.
There was thick blood, but it was as beautiful as looking at a work of art.
Wielding blades from all directions, the sword swung off.
The movement was so fast that it was distracting.
He couldn’t believe that this movement was possible with the human body.
As the memories he had learned by heart that had fallen like rain disappeared, the surroundings became quiet.
A long stretch of bamboo covered the sky.
It was a night with a full moon, but it was dark around.
Numerous dolls sprang out of the ground through the darkness.
He was horrified by the ghostly appearance.
His tears seemed to come out at any moment.
No, Gun-woo was calm.
He was smiling while looking at those many ghostlike people.
“Did you think you’d be able to go back alive after being blasphemous at this school?”
“Go back alive?”
Gradually, he became assimilated into himself standing here.
The unfamiliar memories began to feel familiar and it no longer mattered who he was.
All he had in mind was to kill the enemy in front of him.
He has never thought about coming back alive.
His reason for living has long been gone.
“I didn’t mean to do that in the first place.”
He threw away the scabbard in his hand.
He looked at the one who was buried in the darkness, as if that man he were seeing was his enemy of a lifetime.
“On the way to the underworld, please accompany me.”
“Haaa, that takes a lot of courage to do.”
He looked at the bloody jade ring and put it in his arms.
He held the sword tightly.
His whole body was filled with an unknown strength.
The energy spewed out of his body as it circled all over, and the bamboo nearby exploded in that momentum.
Some of the ghostlike people were thrown back, coughing up blood.
“Come, you’ll have to sacrifice an arm or so to lay me down.”
“You’re too humble. I guess that’s a good deal. Hit him!”
Black dolls cut through the Earth and took control of the sky, pouring down on him.
He saw the scene and thought death was pouring down.
A fierce battle has begun.