It had been around ten days since I ended up here.

With each passing day, my hope of waking up from this nightmare faded. Now, my only goal was to figure out what this world wanted from me and escape.

Crack!

Someone's bones snapped.

"Ugh…"

A short cry escaped before they took their last breath. The symbol for "Justice" was emblazoned on their white martial robes.

A warrior from the Murim Alliance.

Thud.

The head slumped forward, and the body fell limp, its eyes rolling back. I brushed my hands off with a grim expression.

Every sensation here was disturbingly …