The world’s first S-rank.
The feeling that the word “first” bestowed was always weighty. Lost in thought, Gyeon Riok murmured with a pensive face.
“Wasn’t the first one… Timothy Lilywhite?”
“No. He was the second.”
“And you?”
Jio answered with a slant.
“Fifth.”
He was the first in Korea, but if you counted globally, he was the fifth.
Was the third that high monk in Nepal, and the fourth Deung Yo-han?
Until now, I’d taken it for granted that the first would be Mad Dog. Anyway.
‘I didn’t think much of it, but saying it out loud, this is kinda bruising my pride…?’
Even a newborn could tell I’m the strongest in this block, so why am I only the fifth?
[Your Constellation, ‘Reader of Fate,’ objects that order has nothing to do with strength, and says, “Goo-goo—no one awakens the moment they’re born,” while cooing at you like a baby.]
[Of course, it tsks that it’s a bit of a shame the ‘First’ title got snatched…