ARC 4 — NATIONAL GUARDS & CLANSTHE FIRST TRUTH IJae opened his eyes.He was standing in darkness.Not the same darkness as before.This darkness had weight.It pressed against his skin, filled his lungs, and seemed to settle inside his bones.Jae didn't move.He listened.Nothing.No heartbeat.No voice.No footsteps.Only silence.Then he heard something behind him.A child crying.Jae turned.There was nothing there.The crying continued.Soft.Distant.Familiar.Jae took a step forward.The darkness shifted.A small figure appeared.A boy.Eight years old.Jae stopped breathing.The child was sitting on the floor with his knees pulled against his chest.Jae recognized him immediately.Himself.The younger Jae looked frightened.His clothes were covered in dirt.His hands were shaking.And someone was standing behind him.Jae's mother.But she was younger.Much younger.She was kneeling beside the boy, holding his shoulders.“Don't look at the Door,” she whispered.Young Jae looke
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