“The senior’s golden military tag. Modern hunters don’t have something like that.”

At first, he thought it was a fake.

But Siwoo soon realized that it was genuine.

The fact that the name was erased bothered him a bit, but the conclusion that it was genuine remained unchanged.

A firstgeneration hunter. Siwoo could not wait until she opened her eyes at the unbelievable fact and looked up the military tag’s number.

But sadly…

There was no remaining personal information that could be helpful.

Not only had it been 30 years since the first generation was active, but because both hunters and ordinary people died en masse at the time. The number of missing persons was countless. There must be a lot of missing information.

If there was any information left about her, the Korean Hunter Association would be keeping it. Even if she was Sclass, Siwoo did not have the authority to look it up freely.

“My name is Shin Siwoo. May I ask for your senior’s name?”

“……I am.”

Slowly licking her lips, Eunha stopped moving abruptly.

‘……The voice.’

It didn’t come out.

Even though she moved her lips awkwardly, her voice didn’t come out as she wished. Eunha reached for her throat with a strangely stiff face.

At that moment, a past scene played like lightning in Eunha’s mind.

[The ‘Cat Wandering the Darkness’ deity says, first, do not mention yourself, the 13th deity, to others. Second, you will ask for your name.] [Literally, your name becomes his, and you can no longer use it.]

The restriction the cat spoke of.

That’s…… what this meant?

Eunha found the pen and paper that had been on the table. And she quickly approached and grabbed the pen.

“…….”

When she tried to write her name, her hand did not move. It was as if it was tightly bound by invisible chains.

With Eunha stiffened, Siwoo shrugged his shoulders.

“……Yes. I understand that even I, or what I’m saying, can’t be easily believed. I understand.”

How can he give her confidence? Siwoo rummaged through his pocket for a moment and thrust his mobile phone’s screen at her.

May 12, 2031. The date appeared on the screen.

“……What’s that?”

This time, her voice came out as she thought. Eunha stroked her throat and stared at the rectangular device that Siwoo had extended.

“Phone. It’s a mobile phone.”

Eunha narrowed her eyebrows. The design had a slight gap from the mobile phones she knew.

With a face still full of doubt, a newspaper was now offered.

May 12, 2031

Eunha’s eyes began to waver as she faced the newspaper.

If today was really May 12, 2031, it meant that she had been trapped in the gate for 30 years and 2 months.

‘No, that can’t be.’

It was true that she had been trapped in the gate for a long time.

Although she gave up counting the days at some point, Eunha could assert with certainty. It was never a span of 30 years.

Was the flow of time different inside and outside the gate? A place where scientifically and logically inexplicable phenomena occur. That was the Unknown Gate.

Even so─.

‘I’m…… 53 years old?’

If 30 years had really passed, it meant that Eunha was now over 50. That’s absurd.

Frantically turning her body, Eunha stood in front of the fulllength mirror that had been placed in the room.

She looked no different from before she got trapped in the gate.

The only differences were that her clothes had changed from a uniform to a dress, and her hair was longer than before.

“I understand that the shock is huge. I can hardly believe it myself since this is the first time it’s happened to me.”

Eunha, with her eyes looking disturbed, and Siwoo, who was quietly watching her.

In the room where white curtains were fluttering, a heavy silence flowed as if cold water had been poured.

After a long time with her mouth closed, Eunha slowly lifted her head.

“……I want to see it with my own eyes.”

Without verifying it herself, it was not an easy story to believe.

[This is the time separator]

In the running sedan.

Siwoo, who was holding the steering wheel, glanced in the direction of the passenger seat.

Eunha was silently watching the scenery outside the window. It was a very alien appearance. It wasn’t just her dress that was the problem.

A person who fell from the sky one day. She looked like that.

“…….”

The swiftly changing outdoor scenery, glimpsed in passing, was vastly different from the Seoul that Eunha knew.

They arrived at their destination before long, parked the car in an appropriate place, and got out.
In unfamiliar scenery, Eun Ha turned a corner, following the direction her body remembered.

Then, surely there──.

‘…It’s gone.’

Eun Ha’s steps abruptly halted.

It was the slum where the refugees who had lost their homes after the Gate incident had lived. It was also the last place where Eun Ha had lived.

The address was certainly correct.

But the house where Eun Ha had lived left no trace. Only new commercial buildings, and signs that were so bright that they hurt the eyes, were gleaming.

A tree adorned with a white ribbon was seen next to the shops.