Chapter 62

5 years old.

Bak Jongse wasn’t that old to remember a lot of things. All faces were vaguely remembered and he couldn’t remember much after he reached his 30s. But there was something humans could never forget. The Great Demonic Cult, which lasted for a long time through history, had few legendary tales. Young Bak Jongse often heard these tales of the legend from his father on his bed. Even now, he still remembered this.

[When the disappeared Sky Demon Sword and its owner reappears, the glory of the Great Demonic Cult will be above all else.]

It wasn’t exactly sure if the wordings were correct, but it was similar to it. Just like a young boy believing in Santa Claus, Bak Jongse also believed that one day, a master of the Sky Demon Sword would reappear.

‘It’s just a legend.’

Just like all other tales, that legend also became like Santa Claus. The memory was pushed aside in the corners of his brain as the Black Sky Company was dismantled and he wandered all over. But now, the legend came true in front of him and he couldn’t find himself from his overwhelming emotions.

‘I never believed I would see the Sky Demon Sword with my own eyes!’

Bak Jongse’s eyes were swollen as he drove in the driver’s seat. He cried so hard on the ground as he saw the sword. ‘Chun Ma’ was like the God to the Demonic Cult. On their way back to the northern part of the Simyang City, Bak Jongse told everything he knew to Chun Yeowun.

“And like that, my father left us and me and my mother had to wander for years.”

His father never returned after that fateful day. Just after 2 weeks, young Bak Jongse had to leave his home with his mother from Peking City.

“I was young, but I was able to know one thing.”

“You were being chased.”

Just like Chun Yeowun said, they were being chased. For almost five years, they couldn’t settle in one place as they had to run from their dwellings often. They sometimes stayed in the same place for a month to several days.

“And we ended up in Simyang city.”

Simyang was a city that was the farthest away from central China, and was closer to the Korean government. There were PSB and Yulin Organizations here, but it was better than the mainland.

“But there were dangers here also.”

He was okay as he was only five years old, but his mother was well known. Even in Simyang, they still had to move around as often as they could.

“That’s when my step-dad helped us.”

“And that man is the one who taught you the fist skill.”

“Yes, my lord.”

The fist that Bak Jongse first used was something that Chun Yeowun did not know. The way that it attacked the eyes, and had collection of weird low-level skills looked like if it was…

“He’s from the Forces of Evil.”

Bak Jongse nodded as he realized Chun Yeowun was truly brilliant.

“He was one of the bosses of the Black Wolves, one of four gangs from Forces of Evil. But he was quite a likable guy for a man from the Forces of Evil.”

Hiding from many chasers required secrecy, so they had to meet many people who worked in the dark. And that’s how Bak Jongse and his mother met the man, Wi Jung.

“He was a broker who found us a place to hide, until he fell in love with my mother and proposed. He was a great man.”

His mother never trusted anyone, but he eventually accepted Wi Jung’s love. Or maybe she had to accept it. She was too tired from running for five long years.

“He told my mother that she did not need to forget our late father. He only wanted to be part of our lives, and that’s how we became family.”

Bak Jongse’s face showed the man’s character. Wi Jung helped Bak Jongse and his mother hide their identity, and found a skin mask for Bak Jongse’s mother who refused to take plastic surgery.

‘That’s why he knew a place.’

It seemed it was true that Bak Jongse knew a professional at making masks. Chun Yeowun thought it was only a scapegoat that Bak Jongse took to talk to Chun Yeowun in private, so it was a pleasant surprise. Bak Jongse continued, “We were given peace for the next 15 years or so.”

But it did not last too long. Wi Jung was killed in a gang war against another Forces of Evil gang, Fire Heads. The gangs had their rules so Wi Jung’s family wasn’t involved, but it was shocking enough for Bak Jongse or his mother for losing a family yet again.

‘Fire Head…’

Chun Yeowun grabbed his chin as he heard the name.

“…After that, I had to do whatever I could to take care of my family.”

But his upbringing did not allow him to live an ordinary life. He had to live a life of a runner, and became a son of a gang boss so his life was more open to the dark side. His main job became thieving.

“I didn’t plan to thieve from the beginning.”