The Unfamiliar Ceiling
It’s an unfamiliar ceiling.
The suite of a hotel. The room, bathed in soft, ambient light, is filled with the sounds of moaning.
“Haa… Minchul! It feels so good!”
“How does it compare to your husband?”
“Ugh… don’t ask me that again…”
With long black hair and a generally frail, delicate appearance, she answers without a moment’s hesitation.
“Haa… Minchul… you’re so much better!”
“How much better?”
“Agh… ugh, there’s no comparison to my husband…”
Minchul, the man with clearly defined muscles, broad shoulders, and handsome features, seems quite pleased with her words. He moves his hips rhythmically to match her movements.
Squish, squish, squish, squish.
“Haa, ahh, heeaat!!”
After thrusting for a long time, he presses his body tightly against hers and grabs her breasts with both hands. Then, he thrusts even harder.
Squish, squish, squish, squish.
You’re dying of pleasure, aren’t you?
“Haa…♡ Haaang, you’re too strong, please, just a little softer…!”
“Then should I pull out? Want to stop here for today?”
She removes the hand that was covering her face, looks at me, and silently wraps her legs around my waist.
‘You’re such a bad liar…’
He kicks his speed into high gear for the final climax.
“Huuut, I’m coming!”
“Yeees…♥ Inside, please cum inside me♥”
At that sound, her legs tighten around my waist. As if she doesn’t want to let me go…
I grab her breasts tightly, push my member in to the very end, and pour my seed into her womb.
Splurt! Spluuuurt!
“Haa-aang… huuuut… haa-aang♥”
She lets out a cry and her body begins to tremble. She’s reached the peak once again. I’ve lost count of how many times it’s been just tonight.
After pouring a generous amount of white fluid into her womb, I leave my penis buried inside her, looking down at her as she lies beneath me, lost in the afterglow.
“Haa, haang… your cock is so good…”
She mutters something mindlessly with her eyes unfocused from the climax. But my cock, still unsatisfied, is as stiff as ever. Seeing her face and hearing her moans, my lower half enters its peak state once more.
“Haa-eung… it’s gotten big again…♥”
What is that husband of hers doing, leaving a wife with such a good pussy alone? He’s a complete idiot. Don’t worry, Mr. Husband. I’ll use your share for you~
‘Guess I’ll have to go for round two…’
Just as I’m about to start the second round with a pleasant smile—
BANG!
The door bursts open with a loud noise, and an uninvited guest appears. The guest is her husband… her husband, his eyes bloodshot, appears holding a menacing knife in one hand.
Instinctively, cold sweat runs down my back. How did he know? I’m fucked!
“You son of a bitch!! Did you think you’d be safe after touching another man’s woman?”
“Huh? …Fuck!”
Stab.
“……Ugh.”
I grasped the situation the moment he entered, but before I could even react, the blade plunged into my body.
“Aaaaaaah!”
The woman beneath me screams, but—
Stab— Stab—
The husband doesn’t stop the stabbing.
‘Damn it…’
My vision turns red. ‘I knew this might happen someday, but…’
With extreme pain, the strength slowly drains from my body. Looking at the amount of blood pouring out like a waterfall, this must be the end. It’s a miserable death, but I didn’t have any lingering attachments to my reckless life anyway, so there’s not much to regret.
However, the last thought that crosses my mind is the novel I’ve been reading for so long, The Invincible Divine Spear. Even though I left a scathing review, it’s just a shame I couldn’t see the ending.
‘Ha… to think my final thought in life is just regret over not seeing the ending of a novel…’
He had no family to support, no close friends. It was a truly hollow end. If I had known it would turn out like this, maybe I should have looked at the gift the author sent before I left.
But perhaps this is the end that suits me.
‘I hope I’m born in a different world in my next life.’
With a self-deprecating laugh, his vision went black.
Do you believe in the afterlife?
Whether you believe it or not is none of my business, but at the very least, I didn’t. If I had known for sure that there was an afterlife, I wouldn’t have lived such a reckless life. That’s why I was bewildered by the current situation.
“Wake up, you bastard!”
Who is it? I should have ended my life comfortably after being stabbed…
I opened my eyes to a grating voice and pain felt throughout my entire body. The pain, felt for the first time in a while, was enough to snap my dazed mind back to reality.
As I opened my eyes, a figure looking down at me and laughing entered my vision.
‘Ah… fuck, who the hell is this?’
I don’t even remember the last time I was thrown onto the floor like this. My body wasn’t in a normal state, but I stood up lightly and met the gaze of the guy who was laughing. The man in the middle of the trio surrounding me. Judging by the atmosphere, the guys on either side seemed to be his lackeys, and the guy posturing looked like the leader.
He was slightly shorter than me, with a decent face, but his eyes, which were stretched wide to the sides, and his frivolous aura were enough to lower my assessment of him by thirty percent.
“Oh? Does a piece of trash like you think it’s okay to look at your superior like that?”
At a glance, the posturing guy looked like he had a somewhat trained body, but since Minchul never avoided a fight, he was a man well-versed in brawling.
‘Even his standing posture is pathetic.’
I didn’t know if he was being careless or if that was just his natural stance, but his abdomen and lower body were wide open. Still, should I just resort to violence? I wasn’t the type to take things lying down, but I was a civilized person, not a thug. I should try talking first.
Since these nobodies were threatening me, I couldn’t help but let out a scoff because it was so laughable.
“Huh, look at this bastard. He’s actually laughing.”
“Hey, aren’t you going to wake up?”
“Boss, aren’t you going too easy on him because he’s your brother?”
“That’s what I’m saying. This useless brat seems to have gotten too loose.”
Encouraged by his lackeys, the posturing guy seemed to be in a good mood; he started loosening his hands and slowly approached me.
“Sigh, Gihu, just pray you’re dead today, kid.”
At that moment, as soon as I heard the name “Gihu,” a massive headache surged through my brain.
‘Ugh…’
Like salvaging a shipwrecked vessel, memories that had been sleeping beneath the surface slowly rose up, mixed with my original memories, and finally, I realized.
‘Right, Gihu… that was my name.’
Son Gihu, the youngest of the three brothers of the Sa-geom Sect, a blood-centered martial arts sect run by the Son family. That’s me.
I sorted through the memories that had suddenly surfaced, calming the confusion in my head.
‘What is going on? Did I dream of being Kim Minchul? Is Son Gihu the real me?’
But Kim Minchul’s life felt too vivid to be a dream. You know those common tropes in creative works these days, right? Works with settings like regression, reincarnation, or transmigration.
It was a strange feeling. Like becoming a character in a game.
‘I’ll have to look into the details, but it’s definitely a Wuxia world.’
The frivolous-looking guy threw a punch aimed exactly at my face.
‘A preemptive strike… the target is obvious, who would get hit by this unless they were an idiot?’
As he threw the punch in a straight line, I moved diagonally forward and struck his exposed abdomen with all my might.
THUD—
Energy flowed through my entire body, and I could move faster than usual.
“Ugh, ugh…”
When the guy, thrown off balance, staggered, I just had to kick his knee once to finish it.
“Argh, you bastard! Ugh…”
I stepped on his neck to suppress him as he struggled to get up, and gave his chin a solid blow… what? He’s unconscious? He was acting so tough, I thought he’d have something up his sleeve… is this what they mean by an empty cart making the most noise?
I suppressed the guy and looked around, and the lackeys caught my eye.
“W-what… how did that moron beat the boss?”
“…How did a guy who couldn’t even use internal energy until just now suddenly…?”
Internal energy? So this really is a Wuxia world. It was an unfamiliar energy I’d rarely used, but I could use it as naturally as breathing.
“You bastard, have you been hiding your skills until now?”
“This makes no sense! Then why were you getting hit until just now?”
Now that some of my memories had returned, I could tell who the trio of idiots were. He was my half-brother, Son Domi.
Was it simply because I was weak? Why did he bully me so much? In my memories, they had started bullying me continuously from some point on under the pretext of “training.” But as the pathetic images of my relatives surfaced, I also thought that being half-brothers, it was understandable.
“Don’t waste time, kneel.”
“…”
They were lackeys after all; I could see them hesitating as if they still hadn’t grasped the situation. How could they be less observant than the guy who just woke up?
“I won’t say it twice—”
“Yaaah!”
“Attack him!!”
They really were a bunch of idiots.
“Whew…”
Feeling a pleasant sense of refreshment after using my fists for the first time in a while, I looked around. Guys beaten just enough not to die were sprawled all over the place.
‘I had something to ask, should I have left one guy conscious?’
It didn’t matter much. I could just wake them up.
But it was a very strange thing. Looking back on my memories, it seemed like I had been beaten up by Domi’s gang for years without even having internal energy, so how did I get the strength to suppress them?
‘Did I suddenly awaken or something?’
If that were the case, that’s absurd…
“Huh?”
Suddenly, a terrible pain surged through my entire body as if it were burning.
“G-Gaaaaaah!!!”
The pain of my bones and flesh twisting and my blood vessels surging, something I had never felt in my life, was so terrible that even I, who prided myself on being accustomed to pain, could barely endure it.
‘How long has it been since I woke up… what is this situation?’
“Ugh, ughaaaaaaa!!!!!”
After screaming and writhing in pain for a long time, I slowly began to lose consciousness.
‘Fuck… is this a dream?’
His vision slowly went black.
I woke up suddenly to the warm sunlight settling on the window. Looking outside, the sun was slowly hiding below the horizon. It felt like the red sunset would soon be rippling across the sky.
“…Is this for real?”
‘Where am I again?’
The chilling pain I felt before losing consciousness had vanished somewhere.
‘Doesn’t feel like a dream.’
It was an inexplicable situation. The cold sensation of a blade buried deep in my body—that must have been a certain fatal wound, not a prank or anything else. But when I opened my eyes the first time, it was the trio of idiots, and the second time, it was inside a room?
If it were a dream, it would be a hellish nightmare. I made a few guesses, but there were no results. Soon, I realized I was on a bed, and looking around, to the right of the large room, which had a certain atmosphere, were antique white porcelain and pottery, and to the left, bookshelves were packed with documents and books.
‘Is this my father’s bedroom?’
“Oh… oh…! Young Master, you’ve woken up!!”
A man shouted in a voice filled with emotion.
‘This guy is…’
Soon, I remembered that the man worrying about me was the servant, Palbong.
Well, it’s a mid-sized sect, so it would be strange if the son didn’t have at least one servant.
“Where is my father?”
“He must be instructing the disciples at the training ground right now. I will convey the news immediately!”
I stopped Palbong, who was about to leave in excitement.
‘Information gathering comes first. It’s important to know what happened to me.’
“Palbong, how long have I been lying here?”
At those words, Palbong looked at me with a subtle gaze before answering with a worried look again.
“You have been sleeping for seven days and nights. The physician said there was no problem, but are you still feeling strange anywhere?”
“I’m fine, keep talking. Why was I sleeping?”
Getting even trivial information from Palbong is much more beneficial than having none.
“You were found collapsed in the private training ground behind the sect, and you were in a state where blood was flowing from your seven orifices…”
Blood from my seven orifices? Isn’t that Seven Orifice Blood Spray? That’s a total death flag!
“Young Master Domi, who had fainted, and two other sect disciples were also found nearby, and the sect was almost turned upside down for these past seven days and nights. It’s well known that the second young master was bullying you under the pretext of sparring.”
“Do they think he bullied me until I ended up in that state?”
“Yes, you are correct, Young Master. The second young master, who was placed under confinement, is denying it, saying he doesn’t know anything… is that not the case?”
Not at all. But it was true that I had been getting beaten up until I regained consciousness.
“Is that so?”
But there was no need to correct the story. Looking at it roughly, it seemed I had reincarnated into a Wuxia world after being stabbed.
‘And as the youngest son of a decent sect…’
It certainly wasn’t a bad situation. If it were a large sect or if I were the eldest, there would be many eyes on me and many people to worry about, but I was the youngest, famous for being a failure! In a world where if a bad guy does one good deed, he becomes a good guy, wouldn’t my reputation rise quickly if I just did a little better since I’m a failure?
‘Plus, it’s the Central Plains Murim… this is going to be fun.’
For someone who originally liked the Wuxia genre, this was truly something to welcome. Just because I reincarnated into another world didn’t mean what I had to do changed much.
“Sex.”
The Wuxia world is especially about the survival of the fittest. I was stabbed while coveting another man’s woman, but I couldn’t stop. That is my destiny.