On the hill, covered with a thin layer of ash, Choi Kang-Hoo stood with his broad back turned, gazing at the blood-red horizon. Ryu Seo-Ha involuntarily shivered, his long eyelashes trembling slightly. A strange sense of unease washed over him.

'He's already gained control over this dream...'

Originally, Choi Kang-Hoo was supposed to meet him while hiding among the black rocks at the base of the hill, asleep, just like his real-world self. That was how the dream was initially set.

But without any adjustments to the settings, things had changed. Choi Kang-Hoo had somehow gained the ability to manipulate …