War, it's a terrible thing.
Especially now, in this time where nothing is known, I stand here alone…cleaning toilets and mopping floors.
"Xiaoxing! A customer just threw up! Get over here!"
"Coming!"
During the warring states period, I became a Janitor.
[…]
Starsoon, the greatest electronics company specializing in the manufacturing of smartphones, television sets, gaming software and hardware, alongside other forms of entertainment.
Normally, positions would only be handed to direct blood descendants, however, one man was able to rise to the position of Vice President; the President's best friend and advisor, Ryu Sung-wook.
Talent, hard work, perseverance, extreme willpower; that's what people said I had.
It's true that I accomplished much, but everything was just luck, there's no way I would've been able to climb up here without those coincidences, meeting the now President, gaining the opportunity to advance technology, and respect from doing so.
Then, there was one last coincidence.
The final feeling I felt couldn't leave my brain, the speed, the power, the precision. That final coincidence left me a gift, through everything I've been through, all that I did, nothing ever had more power than a bullet.
"Wahhhhh!"
I can't see anything, it's almost pitch black.
"哎呀!又是他吗?!" (Aiya! Is it him again?!)
A small flicker came into view.
晓幸!给我安静一点!你要什么?" (Xiaoxing! Be quiet! What do you want?)
A dark coven that barely held moonlight.
"Baaa."
啊?爸?再说一遍!" (Eh? Baaa? Say that again!)
I have no idea what you're saying!
说一说!爸爸!爸爸!" (Come on! Baba! Baba!)
He kept poking my cheek whilst saying baba.
"Ba…ba…"
"Ooohhhhhh!"
He hugged me tight.
"我儿子是个天才!" (My son is a genius!)
I was held in that moonlight, within a dark space that could barely be called a home.
And…
"儿子!我儿子!" (Son! My son!)
…Warmth I've never felt before.
It's not so bad.