The gate dissolved behind him like mist.
A cold breeze from the surface brushed against his face as he stepped out of the abandoned station, the first rays of dawn glinting faintly off the steel in his hand.
For a long moment, Jinwoo simply stood there, breathing in the city air.
The night had been a blur of fear and blood—yet in the quiet after, his heartbeat felt steady, his mind sharp.
He lifted the dagger he had taken from the boss's corpse.
The blade shimmered faintly, its edge clean and precise, nothing like the rusted weapon he had entered with.
[Item: Steel-Fang Dagger]
Rank: D
Attack Power: +25
Durability: 100 / 100
Description: A dagger forged from the fang of a dungeon beast. Its edge never dulls.
Jinwoo turned it in his hand, the faint light catching along the steel.
"Now this feels like a real weapon," he murmured.
With a thought, the System window unfolded before his eyes in lines of blue light.
[Name:] Sung Jinwoo
Level: 12
Class: – None –
Title: Player of the System
HP: 340 / 340
MP: 200 / 200
Strength: 38
Agility: 34
Stamina: 36
Intelligence: 16
Sense: 22
Unspent Points: 10
His eyes widened.
"Level twelve… from one dungeon."
Each number glowed brighter than before, a testament to every wound he had endured below. The cuts on his arms were already healing faster, the soreness fading with every breath.
Jinwoo clenched his fist. This power… it's real.
He remembered the temple, the way he'd once been helpless before the statues.
Now, even without magic, he could feel strength surging through every fiber of his being.
He scrolled down and noticed another message blinking softly.
[Achievement Unlocked: First Solo Dungeon Clear]
Reward: +3 Stat Points / Skill Unlocked – "Sense Enhancement (Active)"**
When he tapped it, a sudden rush of awareness filled his mind—the faint hum of streetlights, the movement of air, the distant heartbeat of a pigeon fluttering above the station exit.
The world sharpened, vibrant and clear.
He exhaled slowly. "So this is… what real progress feels like."
Jinwoo leaned back against the cracked wall of the old subway station, breathing deeply. His body was bruised, his clothes torn—but inside, he felt more alive than ever.
Still, something tugged at his mind.
He had leveled up, earned rewards… but what else could this System do?
"Status," he said quietly.
The blue window appeared before him again, its glow soft and familiar.
[Options Available:]
— Status
— Inventory
— Quests
— Store
His eyes paused on the last one.
Store?
He hesitated, then tapped it.
The window expanded instantly, flooding his vision with an endless list of items—potions, weapons, armor, scrolls, materials, even food supplies. Each name was marked with a faint rank and a cost beside it.
[High-Grade Health Potion — 15,000 Points]
[Mana Recovery Elixir — 12,000 Points]
[Iron Scale Armor — 20,000 Points]
[Beginner's Shadow Summoning Manual — Locked]
Jinwoo's eyes widened as he scrolled further.
The sheer variety was staggering, but when he glanced at the corner of the window, his excitement faded slightly.
[Available Points: 1,000]
He exhaled, lips twisting in mild frustration. "Guess I'm still broke, even in another system."
Then something caught his eye at the bottom of the list:
[Exchange: System Points ⇄ Currency]
Rate: 1 Point = 10,000 ₩ (Won)
Jinwoo blinked. "Wait… the System can give me money?"
He quickly did the math. He had 1,000 points.
That meant—
"One million won?"
His eyes lit up. He selected Exchange.
[Confirm Exchange of 100 Points = 1,000,000 ₩?]
[Yes / No]
He pressed Yes.
A faint chime rang in his ears, followed by another message.
[Transaction Complete.]
[One Million Won Has Been Deposited to Your System Wallet.]
A transparent card icon appeared in his inventory—System Bank Transfer Card.
The details looked perfectly legal, with his name and balance visible.
Jinwoo chuckled in disbelief. "This thing… just keeps surprising me."
Pocketing the card, he stretched, feeling the stiffness in his shoulders.
The sun was already high above the horizon, and his body was screaming for rest after the night's ordeal.
He glanced once more at the empty subway entrance behind him.
That dark gate had nearly killed him—but it had also given him something priceless: a new start.
With a faint smile, he murmured, "That's enough for today."
He turned and began walking back toward the city streets, the cold morning breeze brushing past him.
Each step echoed softly against the pavement, and for the first time in a long while, Sung Jinwoo's heart felt light.
He wasn't just surviving anymore.
He was getting stronger then ever .