Hunter Cha Eui-jae's mission to seal a West Sea rift concludes in catastrophe—the moment he closes the gateway, a violent shockwave hurls him into oblivion. He regains consciousness lying in a garbage dump. Desperation drives him toward a nearby hangover soup restaurant, where a shocking revelation awaits: eight years have vanished. The world has evolved beyond recognition. Rift openings arrive with advance notifications. ASMR videos of dungeon slimes dominate trending feeds. Idle hunters stream A-rank longsword unboxings for entertainment. The apocalyptic terror that once haunted humanity has dissolved into comfortable normalcy. The transformation leaves Cha Eui-jae adrift and hollow. Perhaps this is his chance to reinvent himself. Forget the hunter's life. Why not embrace simplicity as a part-timer at this weathered hangover soup restaurant? "That's strange." "…" "Haven't we met before?" Cha Eui-jae's plan for a quiet, unremarkable existence shatters when a gas-masked figure enters the restaurant. This mysterious stranger carries an unsettling familiarity—one that threatens to unravel everything he's fought to leave behind.