“You motherfucker… don’t come back to this shop again… or else…”

Customers flinched at the loud noise. The next second, someone was thrown out of the shop by the delicate but handsome-looking omega shopkeeper.

The alpha hunters flinched as they watched the omega shopkeeper move back after throwing an alpha out all on his own, and they all thought the same thing—do not anger the shopkeeper and do not go after him.

After all, to these low-level alpha hunters, the omega civilian shopkeeper was a celebrity.

However, what these hunters did not know was the secret the omega shopkeeper hid.

Not only was he a hunter, but also part of the first-generation hunters who went after the world’s first and last L-class gate, and perished.

But Kyle somehow survived. And not only did he survive, but he also found himself returning 10 years after he entered the L-class gate as a dead man walking.

With no money and no identity to call his own, Kyle decided to start fresh from the bottom and live a civilian life he was not able to last time.

He almost succeeded, if not for the new customers of his that were trying to uncover his identity.

The world had changed from the once-bleak one where hunters were feared, to one where hunters were revered as celebrities, but Kyle had no intention of stepping into the limelight.

Now, if only others got the message, he would appreciate it as well. After all, he had no intention of mingling with the world of top hunters again, even if the pull tried to bring him back.

I entered the alley I had seen the shadow enter with, moving with high caution.


I was ready to face anything, but I did not see anything at first.


The alley was dark, but my eyes were good against the dark — it was yet another skill I had acquired.


I slowly walked toward the deeper end of the alley, and my sharp hearing picked up various sounds.


The sound of water hitting the ground broke the monotonous silence, along with a rustling metal noise.


Something was being dragged against a metal surface and it made me shiver to hear that loud noise.


The smell in the alley was overwhelmingly disgusting — a mix of rotten flesh and fresh blood. I almost did not want to take another step forward.


But I forced myself to keep moving, even as the alley faded and kept reminding me of the battlefield I had left behind.


'Just a little more. I need to keep moving.'


Chapter 33 - Ch 33: What is this Monster? - Part 1