Kang opened his eyes.
White.
A blank, infinite white.
A void with no sound, no direction, no shape. Just emptiness stretching forever.
A system window flickered in front of him.
[ Loading… ]
Kang frowned.
"…loading?"
The word echoed strangely in the void.
Then—
A voice exploded behind him, loud enough to jolt the entire space.
"Move out of the way, asshole—
it's time."
Kang barely turned before a force shouldered through him, shoving him aside like he wasn't even part of the scene. His eyes shut on instinct—
And when he blinked again…
He was back.
Standing beside Kwon.
Right where they were before Floor 6.
Kwon let out a small, confused laugh.
"…getting pushed by… wind?"
Kang turned.
Not wind.
A man.
A man standing exactly where the void had torn open.
He had dark pink hair, long and tied into a swinging ponytail.
Mid-20s.
Well-built.
He carried himself like someone who thought he was too cool for reality — immature and mature at the same time.
Kang's first thought:
Who the hell is that?
The guy grinned like a delinquent stepping into his own anime opening.
"Sup, ladies! The name's Buck—
and I'm the Main Character."
Kwon instantly turned her face away, fighting second-hand embarrassment.
Kang just stared.
Shocked.
Not by appearance…
By the boldness. The confidence. The sound barrier–breaking ego radiating off this guy.
Buck flicked his hair, absolutely full of himself.
"What's wrong, you beauty?
Can't handle my charms?" he said — directly to Kwon.
She covered her mouth, holding her breath, trying not to burst out laughing at how serious he said it.
Kang finally managed to talk.
"…who are you?"
Buck's head snapped toward him, almost offended.
"I already told you, asshole.
The name's Buck."
He jabbed a thumb at his chest with theatrical pride.
"And I was sent to this world because I was chosen.
Because I'm the Chosen One."
Kwon's eyes went completely blank.
She stared at him like he'd just spoken an alien dialect.
"…dude… what's wrong with you?"
Buck gasped dramatically and clutched his chest.
"Dude…?
Dude?!
The name's Buck to you!"
He pointed aggressively at her like he was challenging her to a duel.
Kang wasn't even listening anymore.
"Sent to this world…?"
That phrase shot through him like a needle.
Kang's eyes widened.
Inner thoughts spiraling—
Wait.
Wait, wait—
could he be just like me?
He opened his UI.
A name appeared above the man's head.
Buck
That's it.
No NPC tag.
No Monster tag.
No ???.
Nothing.
And the way he was talking…
The arrogance…
The delusion…
The completely unfiltered inner personality bleeding through…
This wasn't how NPCs talked.
This wasn't scripted.
This felt real.
Kang swallowed.
…is he… a player…?
Buck pointed at himself with dramatic flair, taking in a huge, theatrical breath.
"Alright, listen up, you two."
He raised a finger toward Kwon.
"You — the blonde girl — be my wife."
Kwon froze.
Her soul visibly left her body.
Then Buck pointed at Kang without missing a beat.
"And you — the brown-looking weird-hair guy — you be my healer."
The confidence.
The gall.
The absolute delusion.
Kang stared at him, mouth slightly open.
Inner thoughts slipping in:
…I wonder…
how does someone like this…
exist?
How does a person manage to be this obnoxious?
Buck stood there like he had just delivered a divine decree.
Chest out.
Chin up.
Ponytail swaying like it had its own ego.
He smirked.
"Well? Don't all thank me at once."
Kwon whispered under her breath,
"…I think I'll commit murder."
Buck heard none of it.
Because in his mind—
He was the hero.
The centre.
The protagonist.
And Kang — staring at his UI, seeing no NPC tag, nothing to mark this clown as part of the world — felt something cold settle in his chest.
…He really might be another player.
And if that was true…
Kang wasn't the only outsider anymore.
Buck pointed straight at Kang, snapping his fingers like he was commanding a dog.
Buck pointed straight at Kang, snapping his fingers like he was commanding a servant.
"Hey, kid!
Accept my request!"
A system window appeared in front of Kang.
[ Party Request ]
Yes No
Then another overlapped it—
[ Friend Request ]
Yes No
Kwon's eyebrow twitched.
"…request?"
She looked between them, seeing nothing at all.
To her, it was just two weird men staring at empty space.
"Are you both… okay?" she muttered.
Buck ignored her completely.
Kang hesitated, sighed, and tapped Yes.
A chime echoed.
His UI updated — top-left corner:
Buck
Just Buck.
No surname.
No title.
Nothing extra.
He opened the profile.
— Player Info —
Buck
Class: Wild Card
Role: Everything
Level: 20
Health: 400 / 400
Mana: 400 / 400
Weapon: Everything
Kang blinked.
Inner thoughts firing—
Kid…?
We're the same age.
What is this guy's deal?
But the weirder part was the profile itself.
Wild Card?
Role: Everything?
Weapon: Everything…?
It broke every system rule he knew.
This wasn't NPC logic.
Wasn't monster logic.
Wasn't even normal game logic.
Just… chaos.
Buck stood proudly, puffing his chest like he'd done something righteous.
"Good lad. Took you long enough."
Kwon blinked again, still completely lost.
Kang closed his UI, exhaling slowly.
Seriously… What is this guy's deal?