This story was written according to the author's thoughts. It is a fiction that he wrote whatever he thought of. In order to understand, I hope to be able to write future stories. Let's say that this story started from Unlucky young boy Lost into a land that doesn't exist through that old closet. Make his life change

One morning….

It's a clear day. I moved to a city where I had to be away from my home and my parents. To earn money for the family I rented an apartment. But it was an old apartment on the 5th floor because I didn't have enough money. Inside there was nothing but a bed and an old wardrobe.

“But it's good to have a closet to use,” I said, hanging up my clothes.

I spent the whole day organizing the room until late at night. The lights in the room began to glow slightly and the light from the moon shone right into the closet. The closet suddenly glowed with light. Then I heard some noises from inside that old closet…

“Run away! Don't turn around…” A voice came from the closet.

Then a figure slowly emerged from the closet. His appearance resembled that of a middle-aged man who was injured. In his hand, he held the necklace tightly.

“This…this place…” The middle-aged man said briefly and fainted.

I stood there with my head raised, confused as to what was happening. A middle-aged man came out of the closet. Blood all over the floor

“What the hell is this?” I swore out those words without being shocked.

I helped the man up to the wall and used a mop to clean up the blood stains. But I forgot something.

“Eh… did you forget something?” I pretended to think. “Oh, I have to heal him quickly.”

I then carried the man to the bed and cast a simple healing spell.

“Heal”

I said the name of the spell and acted like I was chanting it in a cool way.

After a while, the middle-aged man opened his eyes… Go in and look around before asking me,

“That I died?” the middle-aged man said in a sad tone.

The light from the moon shone in my direction and slowly moved up until my face could be clearly seen. He acted shocked and scared at the same time. It was like he saw something from me.

“Sir… is that you?” A middle-aged man said in a trembling voice, as if he knew me before.

I walked over and sat on the window sill and sipped my glass of orange juice. With the wind blowing in through the window

“The moon still looks as beautiful and bright as ever,” I said, feeling sleepy.

The middle-aged man saw this and stood up from the bed and sat in front of me in a knight's kneeling position.

“My name is Eden, and I am a palace guard. I have read history from the kingdom that A bloody war 800 years ago between Orianna Kingdom and Belinda Kingdom They fought for a long time. Until a great sorcerer appeared and ended the war by burning the huts, conjuring a flood, destroying the castle, creating an earthquake and lightning, causing both

The kingdom signed a truce and turned to attack that sorcerer-”

The middle-aged man spoke without stopping. So the young man did what he had to do now.

“What the hell are you talking about? I don't understand it at all but… Can you please keep it short?…! ” I ran and jumped out the window.

“Come back first… Master…” A middle-aged man shouted downstairs.

After that, I walked back to the room as before, thinking that I might be hallucinating. After entering the door of the room, the middle-aged man had disappeared. I looked around the room and there was a letter on my bed.

“To the master who saved my life. Now the Orianna Kingdom has been attacked by rebels. The king and queen passed away two years ago, leaving an 18-year-old prince temporarily on the throne. Because the princess who was ranked number 1 who traveled on a mission is about to return. But he was caught in a trap by the rebels.

My duty is to protect the kingdom, so I cannot help the princess. So I wanted something for the master to help the princess. Use this to symbolize the kingdom. The princess would know that she was his from a middle-aged man named Deden” I sat and read the letter in the corner of the room.

A middle-aged man had left a letter and given a huge task to a young man from a rural area to help the princess from an unknown place. I dressed up and put on my nice shirt. It seems like my time is stopping again. Searching for the remaining fragments

-Go back-

It happened when I was 20 years old. I had a dream of something like a world with different colors and then a child walked up to me from another corner. and sat down on the floor, but from my eyes it looked like he was telling me to sit down too. This child was wearing period clothing, white skin, wearing a bandage on his body that I stared at for a while.

“Is there something interesting to see?” said the child's voice and acted strangely.

The child twisted around, his arms and legs curling together, he grinned at me, his eyes turning endlessly black.

“Have you ever dreamed of an endless journey?”

“Have you ever dreamed about love?”

“Have you ever dreamed of death?” the child asked me, writhing.

Then the picture cuts. I regained consciousness and felt that I had been to a very distant place before. Before waking up in the hospital after asking my parents and acquaintances before I came to the hospital. He saw me acting strangely for only 10 minutes, then I fell down the stairs and found myself in a hospital bed. Then I saw something strange.

Everything was a portal to another world until I gained knowledge and abilities from other realms. But I still think back to the time I dreamed. That child before he disappeared said

“Time has stopped.”

“Time to pick up the pieces.”

“Rebuilt”

“New World”

"continuously"

“There is no end.”

“Until it breaks.”

-finish-