A figure dressed in white sat on a throne in the corner of the room.
"So, you are the lucky one," the figure said, looking at Tommy.
"Lucky one?" Tommy asked, confused.
"Well, we gods played a roulette game with the 100 luckiest humans, and you were chosen," the figure explained.
"Me? A lucky person?" Tommy couldn't believe it. He had never felt lucky in his whole damn life.
"You were supposed to become someone who would influence your world in the future. Anyway, now you'll be sent to a manhwa—or comic—world, whatever you call it. You may make four wishes, and I'll grant them," the figure said.
Tommy remained frozen for a few minutes, trying to process everything that had happened. It all felt completely unreal.
After some time, Tommy finally replied.
"Okay, then. For my first wish, I want the Instant Mastery skill.
My second wish is to possess every martial arts manual.
My third wish is to have the powers of the Shadow Monarch.
My fourth wish is to be able to travel through the multiverse."
"Granted," the figure replied as he flicked his finger.
Tommy lost consciousness...
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Tommy was now on a train to Seoul. It had been two years since he had arrived in this world.
He had awakened in a shabby house, looking exactly like Junwoo, the Shadow Monarch. He soon felt his body growing stronger and stronger. Along with his new powers, he inherited the memories of the previous owner of the body. His parents had died after being cheated by a loan shark.
Now living as Junwoo, Tommy began making plans for his future.
Suddenly, the front door was slammed open, and two thugs rushed inside.
"Hey, brat! Your parents couldn't pay back the loan they owed our boss. Now it's your responsibility. Come with us. The boss wants to see you," one of them roared.
Junwoo smiled like a devil for a brief second before putting on the expression of a frightened little boy.
"Please don't hurt me. I'll come with you."
One of the thugs grabbed him by the shirt and dragged him toward the car parked outside.
Soon, the car stopped, and the thugs dragged Junwoo into a building.
The loan shark boss sat comfortably on a sofa, three thick gold chains hanging around his neck.
"Boss, here's the kid," one of the thugs said as he threw Junwoo onto the floor in front of him.
The boss looked at Junwoo with satisfaction, as if he were already his slave.
However, Junwoo, who had been staring at the floor, slowly raised his head and looked at the boss with a creepy smile.
The boss became furious and ordered one of the thugs to beat him.
As soon as the thug stepped closer, the shadow beneath Junwoo came to life. A terrifying creature burst out of it and devoured the thug's arm.
The thug stared at his severed arm before screaming like a pig. Terror spread through everyone in the room.
The boss was so frightened that he nearly wet himself.