Jeong Kim was a nobody.
A loser.
Someone who wouldn't be remembered even if he were to die.
He had no friends, no presence, no purpose. The only thing he had ever been good at was being one with the background, making himself small enough that the bullies would get bored before they could hurt him too much. But they always found new ways to make him feel even shittier than he already was. Forcing him to strip naked and sit in a bucket full of a mix of animal shit while they recorded him and posted it to their ZeTube channel. Murdering the pet bird he brought for his school project. He didn't understand why they did that. He never did anything to offend them, but maybe it was because they simply felt like it.
There was one thing that made life worth living though and that was his manhwas.
He spent every free moment devouring stories about overpowered protagonists—loners like him who became gods, warriors, rulers of worlds. If only life had a system—if only he could get a notification, a skill, a second chance.
But that was just a dream.
Until, March 30th, 2030, happened.
It started like any other miserable day. Bullies cornered him after school, laughing as they beat him up mercilessly. He clenched his teeth but did nothing. What was the point? No one ever helped him. No one ever cared.
Then the sky shattered.
Cracks like broken glass tore through the sky. A deafening roar shook the ground. And then—they came.
Monsters, straight out of a nightmare, poured into the world.
People screamed. Blood painted the streets. The strong ran. The weak died. And Jeong? He did what he had always done. He ran.
But fate had other plans.
A monstrous black wolf, its crimson eyes glowing with hunger, slammed into him. Claws ripped through his chest. His body hit the ground, cold and broken. He felt everything—the pain, the terror, the unfairness of it all.
Was this really it?
After everything, was he just going to die as a nobody?
Then, a voice echoed in his mind.
[ System Activation... ]
[ Unique Skill Granted: "Copycat" ]
[ Reviving Host... ]
Power flooded through him. His shredded flesh stitched itself back together. His vision sharpened, his heart thundered, his body felt alive—more than it ever had before.
[ You have copied the skill: "Predator's Instinct" ]
Jeong stood up.
The monster lunged, but something had changed. He could see it—its movements, its weakness. He sidestepped effortlessly, claws extending from his own fingers, mirroring the beast's abilities.
For the first time in his life, he wasn't weak.
For the first time in his life, he could fight back.
And as he looked at the trembling monster before him, a slow grin spread across his face.
"You're fucked wolf."