That’s Not How You Use Martial Arts

Chapter 0
Reincarnated into a Murim World

『 Translator – Divinity 』

I’m terminally ill.

No, I was terminally ill.

My body was so weak that I spent more time in the hospital than at home. Doctors, spouting the names of diseases I’d never even heard of, had effectively given up on treating me.

Was that why? My parents, who had never shown much interest in me anyway, stopped visiting me at some point.

It felt like they had simply erased their soon-to-die child from their minds, but they still diligently paid my hospital bills.

I was grateful for that, at least.

Thanks to that, I was able to spend my remaining days relatively freely, even if that freedom was limited to within the hospital walls.

I poured all my remaining free time into devouring martial arts novels. I would stay up late, losing sleep as I imagined the protagonists with their extraordinary talents, mastering incredible techniques, defeating villains, and flirting with beautiful women. I read those novels like a madman.

Every time I fell asleep, unable to overcome exhaustion, I had the same thought:

If I were to be born again, I want to be born into a world like this.

A healthy body, learning martial arts, adventuring throughout the world…

I wanted to live a life like that.

Did God, whose existence I wasn’t even sure of, hear my wish?

Not long after, I met my end, concluding my short life as a terminally ill person, and was reincarnated into a murim world.

The moment I realized this, on my fifth birthday, I shouted with joy.

“Waaah—!!”

Now I can learn ultimate techniques, fly with lightness skills, and shoot sword qi, right?

“Lightness skills? What nonsense are you talking about?”

“Huh?”

“Sword Qi? Sword force? Puhahaha! To think there’s someone who actually believes in such nonsense!”

“Hey, don’t be too hard on him. He’s still a child, isn’t he?”

“…Huh?”

Th-this isn’t right…?