Eight is dead. Yeon Yujun made sure of that.

Four years of early mornings, coffee sleeves, and a fluffy creature stealing his snacks — that's his life now. Quiet. Anonymous. Exactly how he wants it.

Sure, his former best friend is on every billboard in Seoul claiming to be a hero. Sure, everyone thinks Yeon Yujun murdered 530 hunters. Sure, vortexes keep appearing like every other Tuesday.

He can ignore all of that.

What he cannot ignore is the masked man who shows up at closing time, orders the most unhinged coffee known to mankind, and looks at him like he's been looking for him for a very long time.

"I finally found you, kitten."

"...Kitten?"

"The world's going to end, Yujun."

Of course it is.
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Additional genre:
*Regression(?)
*VERY Slowburn
*Traumatized MC
*In denial MC

A/N: currently preparing the stockpiled chaps! expect update once every other day.

(art by: @grimluka thank you for drawing me a new cover!)

Yeon Yujun's <Flamechaser> materializes in his grip the moment the first scream rips through the mall, the blade igniting before it even settles fully into his palm. Around him, civilians scatter in every direction, abandoning shopping bags, strollers, half-eaten churros, their cries tangled with a low, wet, guttural croaking that doesn't belong anywhere near a mall.


"Pupu!!" Pouch shrieks from his pocket, already bracing itself for the chaos.


"Stay hidden," Yeon Yujun mutters, already moving before he can think twice about it.


The first frog crashes through a kiosk selling phone cases, easily the size of a delivery van, its bulbous eyes swiveling with an unsettling, almost human intelligence. Slime drips from its underside in thick ropes, hissing faintly where it touches the marble floor.


Chapter 32 - Chapter 31: Crazy Frog Frenzy (1)