For decades, I was a mindless Chimera Huntera weapon forged and discarded. But after dying in the depths of a monster-infested gate, I woke up human.
Now, as Cheon Dowoon, I just wanted peacea quiet life, a warm cup of tea, and zero demonic nonsense.
Too bad fate had other plans.
First, a lost hellhound dug up my garden. Then, a snarky shadow beast started napping on my porch. Worst of all? My old acquaintances keep showing upsome begging for help, others for my head.
Revenge? Survival?
Please. I just want to put on pants first.
A former killing machines relaxing second life begins in a front yard thats basically monster daycare.
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