Episode 77 – The Weight of Nightmares
Kim Do-hyun was sprawled across the grass of a dream that wasn't real. The sunlight above him felt warm, almost too warm, and in his hand was a greasy bag of chips that he lazily dug into. His jaw moved slow, crunching rhythmically, while in the far distance he could see his clones sparring against each other. Number 1 was locked in a messy grapple with Number 4, while Number 5 tried to flank them, all of them sweating and straining as if their existence depended on mastering every technique he had pushed onto them. They fought with urgency, blades clashing and boots stomping across the dirt of the training field, their shadows thrown long under the burning sky.
Do-hyun, on the other hand, tilted the chip bag up and shook the crumbs straight into his mouth. He wiped his hand against his shirt without shame, stretched his legs, and let his back sink deeper into the lazy comfort of doing nothing.
