Author's Note

What if there's no Kim Rok Soo?

It's a story of the Trash Og!Cale who can see a glimpse of the future.

Heavy cold air left Cale's quivering lips as he spit the blood left on his mouth. He looked far behind him where the bloody Basen was being healed by a priest.

Cale pulled out the sword he stabbed on the blood crazy mage's throat. Red liquid splattered on the ice trapping the mage's body, and then giant Silver shield protecting everyone from the bombs started to disappear like a spec of dust.

Everyone was too speechless and scared to move.

The trash, Cale Henituse was covered in blood as red as his hair, and his eyes were shining like a crimson fire. The sight was terrifyingly beautiful.

Choi Han gulped.