Kim Cheon landed with a thud on a damp, mossy ground. He was surrounded by towering trees, their branches twisted and gnarled, their leaves shimmering with an eerie luminescence. The air was thick with the scent of decay and something else, something primal and unsettling.
He pulled out his phone, but it was useless. No signal, no internet, no connection to the world he knew.
He was alone, trapped in this strange and hostile world.
He looked around, his heart pounding in his chest. He could hear the rustling of leaves, the snapping of twigs, the distant growls of something unseen.
Then, he saw them.
Three figures emerged from the shadows, their eyes glowing with an unnatural light. They were tall and lean, their bodies covered in dark scales, their claws dripping with venom. They were demons, and they were hungry.
Kim Cheon took a deep breath, his hands trembling. He had no powers, no weapons, no hope. But he had the system, and he had a quest to complete.
He charged forward, his heart pounding in his chest. He had nothing to lose.