Chapter 3: Undying Physique (1/2)

Du Chan woke up early the next day. Feeling refreshed, he went over to the meager mirror in his room for a self-checkup. When he saw his reflection in it, he noticed there were some changes in his body shape. He was very skinny and lifeless.

Du Chan was not that handsome. He had sharp dark eyes and silky medium black hair that made him somewhat above average in terms of beauty.

Now, he could see that his body was changing. Even if it was only so slightly but it did change so Du Chan thought he had hope in surviving the disease that had been haunting him since birth.

After his self-checkup, Du Chan made his way into the orphanage's hall as it was almost time for breakfast already and the kids had begun swarming the room. It was the first time that Du Chan had come to the hall earlier than some of his other peers.

When the kids saw him sitting already, they were shocked and murmurs began circling around quickly. Du Chan didn't really care what others thought or said about him and turned a deaf ear.

He was beyond hungry, when Gu auntie brought the food, he wolfed down his plate and even asked for seconds. Gu auntie was flabbergasted, to say the least. But, caring as she was, she smiled and gave him another portion happily.

Even after eating two whole bowls of plain rice, his stomach was not yet satisfied and he was thinking of asking for more. But with the orphanage's means, food was barely sufficient for all, so he came up with an idea. He would go afterward into the mountains and search for some edible fruits.

After telling Gu auntie of his leave, he went to the mountains hurryingly and through some fortunate luck, found a little number of fruits and ate them greedily.

Feeling somewhat satiated, he slept on an upturned root of a big tree that was nearest to him.

[Du Chan likes sleeping more than anything because he is a kid duh. Kids love sleeping!]

Du Chan woke up sometime later. It was yet early to return and thus he decided to walk towards the middle of the mountains…where the giant door was.

When he reached that spot, he was so distraught and scared to see that the door had become bigger and scarier in the span of a single day.

The blood-like liquid between the skulls and bones had disappeared entirely after a close inspection too.

The door was now almost 50 feet high that Du Chan wondered how no one, he included, could see it from far away. Black smoke broadened around it and enveloped its shape, making it even more frightening.

Du Chan, even though he was a 27-year-old adult before, was never reduced to the shivery state he was currently in.

He had a sudden need to run away from it but after experiencing the changes in his body he thought.

”No need to be scared…I have to see what's beyond that door”

Conviction fortified, he approached the door and touched it with his small child's hands. After they landed on its surface, the same freshness as the day before groped him. Without noticing and with no control over his senses, he closed his eyes shut...… when he opened them once again, he could see that his hands were on the door and his blood was being sucked into it.

However hard he tried, his hands did not budge and he could not control his own limbs as the blood was still suctioned. Entering the door's frame, the liquid moved in a strange pattern, same as before yet unbeknownst to Du Chan.

”What the f#ck is happening” he cursed inwardly.

(after all, he was still an adult from his old world)

After losing so much blood, he felt very exhausted and dazed. Fortunately, after some minutes, his hands got off from the door's surface.