It's good to be a descendant of the Wind Clan.
Even if you're the nobody of the family.
I know, I know — you're probably like, "Bro, what the hell is this guy talking about?"
Relax. Sit down. Let me explain.
Imagine this:
Working day and night, no family to back you up, no vacations, just you, your cubicle, and a boss that thinks you're replaceable.
That was my life.
In my previous world — Seoul, South Korea — I was just another burnt-out office drone in a logistics company. Every day felt like someone pressed the repeat button on my misery.
Wake up. Work. Eat. Work. Sleep.
No purpose. No fun. No life.
Then bam.
Truck-kun said, "Hey, wanna start over?"
Next thing I know, I'm here.
And let me tell you…
This world? It's heaven.
I don't have to clock in. I don't have to beg for a raise that'll never come. Now, I drink expensive liquor, sleep in silk sheets, and have servants bowing when I walk past.
Oh, and I have a system.
Or… well, kinda. It's still "loading" or some crap like that. No idea what's wrong with it.
So yeah, this is what life is supposed to feel like.
Except… there's just one tiny problem.
Nobody respects me.
Not my brothers, not the elders, not even the stable boys. Why?
Because the original owner of this body — the fourth son of the Wind Clan head — was a total disaster.
Arrogant.
Lazy.
Drunk every night.
Chasing skirts like it was a sport.
His name?
Yu harin
And now… it's my name too.
The first time I woke up in this world…
Man, let me tell you, this body was weak.
And I don't mean "I forgot to hit the gym" weak.
I mean, "a toddler could slap me and I'd pass out" weak.
And the reason?
Well, apparently, the original Yu harin— yeah, this walking dumpster fire — thought it would be a brilliant idea to mess around with the young lady of the Poison Clan, shin Hayeon.
Yeah… you heard me.
The Poison Clan.
Now, everyone knows they're not just scary — they're lethal. And this genius managed to flirt, harass, or whatever stupid thing he did, and got himself poisoned so badly that his body basically became a meat sack.
By the time I took over, this body was hanging by a thread.
Six weeks of lying half-dead, coughing blood every morning, and then…
Three whole months of rehab just to walk straight again.
Pathetic.
By the time I got my strength back, I started learning about this world — Mugyeong.( name of this world is Muyeong)
Here's the deal with the power hierarchy around here:
Shadow Clan – Absolute rulers. Power, authority, troops… they've got it all. Everyone bows to them.
Lightning Clan- don't really know much about those fuckers.
Sun Clan – Almost as powerful, with insane cultivation methods and resources that make everyone jealous.
Water Clan – Smart, calm, and strategic. They're everywhere, like an invisible network.
Earth Clan – Sturdy, defensive, and loyal. The backbone of the land.
Wind Clan – My clan. Fast, versatile, but honestly… politically, we're mid-tier at best.
6. Poison Clan – Feared but isolated. Nobody messes with them… except, well, the old harin.
But me?
I didn't care about the politics.
Why should I?
I had free food, free clothes, and a mansion bigger than my old apartment building. Respect? Nah. Respect doesn't fill my wine glass.
I thought I could just chill.
Until…
> Ding!
[SYNCING Process Completed.]
[First Quest Received: Get to know the Mugyeong world.]
[Objective: Understand your surroundings and the people within them.]
[Reward: Basic System Activation – ???]
I blinked at the floating notification in front of me.
"Oh… so the system finally woke up, huh?"
Guess break time's over.
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