Three years had passed since the Wall Incident.

Poul and Jay still had nightmares about that day. Poul, however, was the one most affected. He carried the crushing guilt of seeing his wife die right in front of him — and being unable to save her.
That memory consumed him, whether the moment was sad or joyful; it always returned like a blade to his mind.

Driven by vengeance, Poul trained relentlessly — his body, his swordsmanship, and even a bit of his elemental power. Everything he did was for revenge.

Meanwhile, the Nameless King only grew more infamous. He destroyed villages of giants and humans alike. Many tried to kill him… none succeeded.
Stronger and stronger he became — yet more directionless as well.

A new day began.

Poul woke up early, as always. His room was dark.
He dressed himself, then went to wake his son.

Opening Jay’s door slowly, he found the room empty.

‘So he’s not in his room? … Then I should look for him.’

Walking downstairs, he spotted his son lying on the couch in the living room, reading a book.

‘I really became addicted to reading… I never expected this,’ Jay thought.

“Jay, I’ll have to work twice as hard to buy new books for you!”

Jay looked at his father and simply gave him a thumbs-up.

‘This brat…’

Poul sighed, went to the kitchen, grabbed some pans, and started breakfast.
He cracked some eggs, cooked them, and soon the smell filled the house.

“Breakfast is ready, Jay.”

Jay closed the book, tucked it under his arm, and walked toward the table, drawn by the delicious scent.
After eating, he thanked his father and quickly returned to the couch, opening his book again with shining eyes.

Some time later, he headed to the park. Before leaving, he called out:

“Dad! I’m going to the park!”
Poul nodded and smiled.

On his way there, with the sun warming the ground, Jay’s thoughts drifted away.

‘Why did I come to this world? Was I reincarnated for a reason… or is this just what happens after death?’
‘Three years have passed, and I still haven’t found a purpose besides liking literature. What am I supposed to do in this world?’
‘Three years of peace… that’s strange. Something big is probably coming. It’s too quiet.’

Those familiar morning thoughts — ones he had often in his previous life — returned after the death of his mother.

‘Ugh… these thoughts again?’

Jay stopped walking, frowning as he pressed a hand to his head.

‘Does this mean I’ll never change? Is this part of me something I can’t escape? No… it’s just the remains of my old life. Eight years was a lot, but I didn’t even try to change. I hope I don’t repeat the same mistakes again…’

Lost in thought, he reached the park without noticing — until a delicate voice called out:

“HEY! JAY! OVER HERE!”

He turned and saw a purple-haired girl waving at him with a bright smile — Kyrai.

She bounced excitedly to get his attention.
Jay waved back and ran toward his friend.

Meanwhile, Poul headed to work wearing his military uniform.

At the base, he greeted his superiors and went straight to the training room — his daily routine.
After some training, he filled out a few reports with his squad captain, then focused again, this time on refining his elemental power.
His body felt far more adapted after three years of constant training.

‘I’m stronger than before… I can protect my son now.’

Then someone called him. He was summoned to a room filled with soldiers.

“I gathered you all to announce something that will shake every one of you,” the captain said.

A soldier raised his hand.
“And what is it, sir?”

“We’ve sighted a giant — but not just any giant. A Terra Elemental Giant.”

Murmurs of fear spread through the room.

Poul, however, felt something else.
Without meaning to, he smirked darkly, covering his jaw with a hand to hide his excitement.

“How do we even know that?” another soldier asked.

The captain sighed.
“We know because of the abnormal behavior of the forest giants. Understood?”

All soldiers nodded.

“Since a battle in the city is likely, we’ll begin evacuation procedures. I’ll assign who goes to the front line and who stays on defense.”

As the captain looked around the room, he spotted Poul’s restrained, almost eager smile — and smirked back.

‘Someone is excited for this fight… interesting.’

“Dismissed.”

Poul grabbed some water to cool down.

‘Ah… how are they going to treat my son? Damn it.’
‘Every time something like this happens… I’m not home.’

At the park, Kyrai looked at Jay cheerfully.
Then an idea popped into her mind.

“Jay! Let’s eat at my house!”

“Huh?!”

She raised a brow, making a cute face.
“You don’t want to?”

Jay sighed and touched his chin, thinking.
His father was probably at work… meaning he would have to cook lunch.
Just imagining that made laziness hit him instantly.

“I’ll go. Of course I’ll go,” he said with sudden enthusiasm.

‘Thank you, Kyrai… you saved me.’