Martial Arts Alone

Living as a martial artist in the Murim world for seven years was brutal. I went by names soaked in blood and violence, doing whatever it took to stay alive—no matter how dirty or desperate. They called me “Nangin.” In my hunger for power, I pushed too far and tasted death. But when I woke up, I found myself in the modern world. Now, not only has everything changed, but we’re somehow linked to the fantasy realm of Pangea. And me? I came back with the rarest class there is. Time to cash in on this second chance—let’s hit the jackpot.