Death comes to everyone. That holds true even for a writer who has possessed his own novel. Ak Mujin thought.

‘Is it okay for me to die like this?’

It was an extremely ordinary thought for someone facing a sudden death. However, Ak Mujin’s situation was a bit unique.

He already knew the contents of the original novel, of course, and even when the character he possessed would die. That’s why he tried to follow the original flow in everything he did, checking the timeline from time to time and eliminating anything that deviated from it as much as possible, enduring. Yet, this situation that had unfolded was very perplexing and confusing.

He had tried so hard, so why had it turned out like this?

His body, covered in blood from a large wound, was falling down a cliff.

‘I still have a year before I’m supposed to die by the protagonist’s hand, is it okay to die already? Like this?’

Two figures standing on the cliff were reflected in Ak Mujin’s eyes. The time spent suspended in the air was not long.

The surface of the river flowed calmly until a ‘splash’ sound was heard, creating rough ripples.

Ak Mujin opened his eyes with tremendous pain.

An unfamiliar ceiling came into view, and his whole body felt stuffy, as if wrapped in bandages.

He tried to raise his upper body to get up, but he couldn’t put any strength into his abdomen. That was because, just before falling off the cliff, he had suffered a long gash from his right shoulder to his left side by the protagonist’s well-honed sword.

And that wasn’t all. The sword that aimed precisely for his heart pierced through his left chest and out his back.

“Heuk, keuk…!”

However, what he was currently feeling was not just simple pain. He also felt a hot heat rising from his lower abdomen like a shimmering haze.

Ak Mujin felt his waist trembling involuntarily and clutched the blanket. He was very confused because a sensation he had never felt before began to dominate his entire body.

Because of that, he gasped for breath and turned his body over. It seemed difficult to endure otherwise.

Thump―, Clang―!

Eventually, his body, which had been rolling around on the bed for a while, fell to the floor. As he lost his balance and tried to grab anything to hold on to, the side table that Ak Mujin’s hand had grabbed fell with him, and the wide ceramic bowl that had been filled with water was thrown to the floor and shattered.

At that moment, someone opened the door and burst in.

“Goodness! Tsk tsk tsk, don’t move like that!”

An old man came inside with a young man. However, the young man couldn’t easily come inside and hesitated, standing in the doorway.

“Huk, huk…. Wa, water….”

“Yes, yes. Let’s get you up a bit first…. Ugh, Cheon-woo. Why aren’t you coming in?”

The old man struggled to lift Ak Mujin up by himself, then suddenly turned around. The young man couldn’t dare to come inside and was still standing there anxiously, covering his nose and mouth with his palm.

“This disciple cannot enter, Master.”

“Ah….”

“Th, this disciple will quickly brew some medicine.”

With those words, the sound of the door closing was heard, and the old man, who had struggled to put Ak Mujin back on the bed, frowned and took his wrist to check his pulse.

“…His qi and blood are a mess. A mess.”

“Heut…. How, somehow….”

Ak Mujin slurred towards the old man in a daze. He was so out of it that he didn’t even know what he was saying.

Ak Mujin’s cheeks were nicely flushed, and a few strands of hair, wet with sweat, clung to his cheeks, making him look strangely sensual, hardly like someone in pain.

The old man cleared his throat loudly at the sight, then poured water from a water bottle on the side table that hadn’t fallen over and brought it to Ak Mujin’s lips. Ak Mujin gulped it down like a thirsty beast, and the water was quickly gone.

“Heu….”

Ak Mujin felt that something was wrong as time passed. His body was gradually heating up, and he didn’t even care that the large wound on his upper body was turning the bandages red with blood.

Even the situation down below was even stranger. So much fluid was flowing out that his buttocks were slippery, but he couldn’t bring himself to say anything out of embarrassment and could only hug the blanket the whole time.

“Wh, what, heuk…, did, did you do to me…?”

Ak Mujin panted and looked up at the old man. However, the old man only chuckled and didn’t answer.

The old man looked at Ak Mujin for a moment, then pressed his Pressure Point to knock him out.

How long had passed?

When Ak Mujin regained consciousness, he faintly heard the sound of crickets chirping in the silence.

In front of him were the old man who had knocked him out and a young man who looked to be in his thirties, chatting quietly.

“Oh, Master. The patient has woken up.”

“Is that so?”

Ak Mujin was still confused.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he couldn’t remember for a moment why he was in this place, but he looked down at his body and could immediately remember what had happened.

The old man got up from his seat and began to check his pulse.

“…Yes. The medicine is working.”

“Wh, who are you…?”

Ak Mujin tried to get up from his seat, filled with wariness, but as soon as he put strength into his stomach, the white bandages instantly began to turn red with blood. The old man clicked his tongue at the sight.

“Cheon-woo rescued you from the river with a body full of wounds. How on earth did that happen?”

“Ah….”

“If you had been there a little longer, you would have bled to death.”

The old man still clicked his tongue. Only then did Ak Mujin awkwardly bow his head and express his gratitude.

“Thank you for saving me….”

Even though he was a little confused, these people were the saviors who had saved Ak Mujin’s life.

In fact, he thought he was as good as dead when he fell off the cliff, and he thought that if he could open his eyes again, it would definitely be in the real world.

But seeing that he was in a pharmacy that seemed far from modern civilization, which at first glance seemed to be in a martial arts world, it seemed that he would not be opening his eyes in the real world.

No, he hadn’t died in the first place.

Ak Mujin swallowed a small sigh.

“How long have I been asleep?”

“It’s been a long time. You haven’t regained consciousness for five days.”

Ak Mujin’s head went blank at the word ‘five days.’

“Your qi and blood are very twisted. It seems that the sword that pierced your chest was coated with poison.”

“Poison… you say?”

“Yes. The wound across your upper body is not as deep as I thought. The problem is your chest. Perhaps because of that problem, your martial arts will not return to normal.”

Ak Mujin nodded silently as he listened to those words.

“You. You have practiced Demonic Art.”

“……”

“So, Cheon-woo was very worried. But as someone who practices medicine, I couldn’t just let it go.”

The man called Cheon-woo bowed slightly and avoided his gaze when his eyes met Ak Mujin’s.

“That’s true, but I won’t cause any trouble to you.”

“Hmph. You never know.”

The old man opened his mouth again.

“I have a more important story to tell. Were you perhaps an Ordinary Person?”

“Pardon?”

Ordinary Person? What’s that?

“Then listen. You are now a Yin Person.”

Yin Person?

I’ve heard that somewhere.

“From now on, it will be much more uncomfortable than before. You will have a Heat Cycle every month, and thanks to your twisted qi and blood, your cycle will not be regular.”

Tell me something I know.

Ak Mujin frowned.

“What is an Ordinary Person, and what is a Heat Cycle?”

The old man clicked his tongue again at Ak Mujin’s question.

‘How can he be so ignorant about sex? What kind of life has he lived?’

“You? Have you really only practiced martial arts? Hmm….”

The young man cleared his throat slightly and looked at the old man.

“Please tell him, Master.”

“Tsk….”

The old man stroked his beard once as if he was annoyed, then opened his mouth again.

“Ordinary People refer to those who cannot smell the scent of Yang Persons and Yin Persons. Perhaps because you were an Ordinary Person, you were able to live without being interested in such things. But this Heat Cycle that you will experience from now on only comes to Yang Persons and Yin Persons, and when this happens, your qi and blood will run wild, and you will emit a scent that attracts Yin Persons if you are a Yang Person, and Yang Persons if you are a Yin Person.”

Ak Mujin still tilted his head.

“If they Intercourse with each other at this time, even if they are male, if they are Yin Persons, they will become pregnant. So take good care of your body.”

The old man patiently finished speaking even after seeing Ak Mujin’s attitude. Ak Mujin blinked, dumbfounded, after hearing those words.

“Pre… pregnant?”

Pregnant? He began to get confused as to whether the pregnancy being said here was the same word he knew.

A man becomes pregnant?

“How is that possible….”

A terrible scene flashed through Ak Mujin’s mind as he said those words.

‘Omegaverse’

The second scream echoed after he possessed this world.

By Zephyria

Hello, I'm Zephyria, an avid BL reader^^ I post AI/Machine assisted translation. Mostly BL. Check my Ko-fi for more HSA chapters~

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