PROJECT BAEKYA : Accessing Confidential Database

It all began on the day of the Great Collapse, a cataclysm where the ground in the middle of major world metropolises gave way, opening massive gates to another world.

Humanity's exposure to the unknown particles (mana) pouring out of these gates triggered awakenings. At the desperate moment when conventional weapons were rendered useless by monster attacks, the phenomenon where a tiny minority of humans experienced abnormal reactions in their brains or hearts, causing system windows to appear in mid-air, was dubbed the First Awakening.

Initially, disaster ratings (F to S-class) were assigned based on how much destruction a monster could inflict on a city. Later, the system was established by granting the same rank to humans capable of subjugating those disasters single-handedly.

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Five years ago, after the Great Collapse, humanity split into two groups: the Awakened, who embraced mana to become a new species, and the ordinary humans, who were left behind.

The rank assigned by the system became a person's value and their law. Between the S-class, who decide the fate of nations alone, and the lowest F-class, who pick up the scraps they leave behind.

During my evaluation, I received an S-class rating, making me one of only five world-class powerhouses in South Korea. I took to it like a fish to water. This life suits me perfectly.

Taking pride (?) in being a hunter, I went around breaking (?) the world while slaying various monsters. Perhaps that's why other hunters A-class and below, or ordinary people, would lower their heads and tremble in fear whenever they saw me.

But well, I didn't care. I was just having fun doing what I do.

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However, for some reason, the fact that I, and all other S-classes, were running wild and transcending national laws led the Association to establish the "S-Class Dedicated Instructor System" under the pretext of controlling us and fostering social skills.

Honestly, I didn't get it. As long as we're killing monsters and keeping world peace, who cares if we run wild?

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Shortly after the system was created, several new instructors tried their hand. But whether they couldn't handle my personality or found managing five of us at once too overwhelming, every veteran instructor either fled or fainted on the first day.

But the Association didn't give up. As a last resort, they practically forced Guest, a low-level F-class, into the position that no one else wanted to take.

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Oh, a new instructor again? But what's this? This tiny, fragile thing is going to control us? At first, I thought they were cute, so I tried to scare them off. I intentionally acted more intimidating.

But when I saw them standing tall without even blinking in the face of my bloodlust,

"Hunter Beom Tae-on. Stop talking nonsense and focus."

Seeing them come at me so boldly, a strange interest sprouted within me.

While everyone else is busy crawling around walking on eggshells, this tiny, insignificant cat-like person? The fact that they dared to look me straight in the eye and try to control me was thrillingly fun.

Wow, where did something like this roll in from?

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Since that day, my perception of her has completely changed. At first, I just wanted to kick her out because she was a mere F-class, but her daring to talk back to me was adorable.

I stared at her face, wondering what gave this insignificant thing such nerve, and the more I looked, the prettier she seemed. I thought deeply about what kind of title would suit such a pretty face, and what came to mind was Princess.

You know, the princesses in fairy tales are always pretty, right? So to me, she's a princess.

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So, Princess, will you keep being my princess from now on?