It was heavy. It was dark.

Chunji opened his eyes to see a familiar room. With a wooden roof, the grassy smell of the outside permeates through the window. He could hear the familiar sounds of the birds chirping as he removed his blanket off of him.

He was home, yet he wasn't.

"Chunji! Breakfast is ready!"

A masculine voice immediately made Chunji step out of his bed. His mouth hurt, and the cats eyed him oddly as he walked past them. Entering the family living room, he met eyes with his shadow-faced father. He was smiling(?) as he gestured towards the table. "Eat. You have a long day ahead of you."

Chunji looked down at the table. It was a simple rice dish with vegetables. Oddly enough, the room smelled of fried eggs. "Your mother is praying right now, so don't disturb her." Chunji looked back to see that his father disappeared.

He was dreaming. It could explain the inexplicable feeling that he was having right now.

Suddenly, the door that seemed so far away became so close. Something slithered between Chunji's toes as he looked over to acknowledge it. He could hear the faint yet loud murmurs.

"Forgive me. Forgive me. Forgive me. Forgive me. Forgive me. Ahhh..."

Chunji turned away from the door. A blink and he found himself outside the door. Something wet slobbered itself on his leg. An elderly dog looked up at him expectantly.

"Mutt." Chunji simply said as he reached out to him. The dog leaned his head forward for Chunji to touch its soft fur. As soon as he did, his hand was immediately smacked away by a wooden sword.

The wooden sword clattered onto the ground as he kneeled.

"Chunji... You have to be better than this. We can't be around you all the time." Came the disapproving voice of his shadowy father. 

Chunji wanted to speak, but he couldn't. The words were trapped inside and failed to struggle to escape. Still, Chunji picked up his sword and turned to face his father.

A giant serpent eyed at him.