Endless. Silent. Suffocating.
Then—
A voice.
"It's a boy."
Karin's consciousness stirred.
What… is happening?
Another voice followed.
"It's a healthy baby.
Light.
Warm. Blinding. Real.
Slowly—
He opened his eyes.
Blurred shapes…
Then—
Clear.
A beautiful woman.
Tears in her eyes.
A soft smile.
"My baby boy…"
Karin froze.
Mother…?
The realization hit him.
I've been reborn.
He looked around.
Wooden walls.
Brick house.
Sunlight through a window.
No machines.
No robots.
No artificial intelligence.
This world… is real.
A new beginning.
A tall man entered.
Strong. Calm. Powerful presence.
"What is it?"
The woman smiled.
"It's our son… a baby boy."
The man's expression softened.
"My son."
Karin watched silently.
A family…
Days passed.
Weeks passed.
Karin didn't cry.
Didn't act like a normal child.
He observed.
Analyzed.
Learned.
Every sound.
Every movement.
Every detail.
Years passed.
At the age of two—
He could move freely.
But his mind…
Was far ahead.
This house…
Is not normal.
Large.
Luxurious.
Guarded.
Soon—
He understood.
His father—
Theo.
A king.
His mother—
Kathy.
The most beautiful woman in the kingdom.
One night—
He overheard them.
"The goddess appeared in my dream…"
Theo looked serious.
"What did she say?"
Kathy smiled.
"She told me our child's name…"
A pause.
"His name is Karin."
Karin's eyes sharpened.
So even my name… was decided.
Fate is already moving.
At the age of three—
He walked freely.
And by then—
He already knew every corner of the house.
Every hallway.
Every room.
Every hidden path.
Nothing escaped his observation.
One day—
He climbed near a window.
Slipped.
Thud.
"KARIN!"
His parents rushed to him.
But—
He didn't cry.
Not even a sound.
He stood up.
Calm.
Silent.
"Why isn't he crying…?"
Pain…
Is nothing new.
Days later—
He focused.
"Item Radar…"
Signals appeared.
Objects.
Materials.
Hidden things.
It works.
But he couldn't go outside.
So he waited.
Every day—
He watched his father train.
Sword.
Speed.
Power.
His father…
Is strong.
One day—
An opportunity came.
No one watching.
Karin moved.
Into the backyard.
"Item Radar."
Wood.
Metal scraps.
Stone.
Enough.
He gathered everything.
Returned to his room.
"Ultimate Craft…"
He started.
Again.
And again.
Failure.
The structure broke.
The blade failed.
But—
He didn't stop.
I won't remain weak.
Days passed.
Weeks passed.
Finally—
Success.
A small knife.
Compact.
Light.
Sharp.
His first creation.
Proof.
A faint smile.
Now… it begins.
Years passed.
At the age of five—
He trained with a wooden sword.
His father was shocked.
Fast learning.
Perfect control.
He's not normal…
Karin already knew.
This is only the beginning.
Then—
He learned the truth.
To the world—
Theo is a doctor.
But in secret—
An assassin.
A silent killer.
Eliminating corrupted nobles.
Traitors.
Enemies.
Without anyone knowing.
Karin's eyes darkened.
Perfect.
One evening—
Theo called him.
"Karin."
"Yes, Father."
"You've grown fast."
"You are still young…"
A pause.
"But the time has come."
Karin's gaze sharpened.
"For what?"
Theo turned.
"To teach you…"
His voice deepened.
"The ultimate techniques of our family."
Darkness.
Silence.
Karin's mind focused.
What will be the secret technique of the family?