Survival Records of 3650 Days in the Otherworld

Chapter 8: Picked up an other world wolf

The low wolf growl scared off a screeching bird nearby. It also made the forest around it a bit quieter. Joonbum watched the wolf through his night vision goggles.

'Now that I think about it, the wolf looks a bit smaller than the other wolves. A cub maybe?'

It was still huge to be a cub. It was as big as two adult horses combined.

'It must be!'

Even so, it was smaller than the wolves he saw today. That moment, the wolf started to moan as it struggled to move. Even the painful cry sounded so small. It seemed like it was calling for its pack, but it had been abandoned.

'Why did they abandon her? Damn it.'

Joonbum bit into his anger, clenching his fist.

"Damn it!"

He took off his goggles at the sound of wolf's moan and lit up a cigarette. He puffed out thick smoke into the sky.

'It's bittersweet for Christ's sake.'

Joonbum gazed at the sky glittered with stars. He had never seen a sky filled with more stars.

-Dad! Dad!-

-Honey, please! Don't do this!-

Joonbum thought about his father, or bastard rather, who turned his back on Joonbum when he was a child. He only had one reason for leaving his family.

-I found someone I really love. I'm sorry, but please understand. I don't want to live like this anymore. I'm sure you don't like me that much? Please let me go. Oh, and she won't like it if I bring the kid so take care of Joonbum okay? I'm so sorry. Goodbye-

And that was it. Joonbum only could hold onto his sobbing mother's skirt and helplessly watch him leave. What unfolded afterward was hell. It was only his mother and him, and the world was ruthless against them. There was no bright or happy life for them. He wished to become an adult fast, but when he became an adult, it didn't change the fact that he was poor.

"Bastard! Bastard!"

He cursed and spat at the blurry image of his father. After some angry outbursts, Joonbum cleared up his thoughts and eyed the wolf which was still struggling to stand up. Joonbum shook his head and picked up the gun.

'Should I end her misery?'

He'd seen it multiple times in the movies: an owner shooting their own horse with a broken leg to ease its suffering, or using a dagger to kill a terribly wounded animal to help.

After pondering while fiddling between the gun and a dagger, Joonbum scowled at himself.

'Hell no...'

He'd never killed anything other than some flies, roaches, or some fish. Not even a mouse. All he did was cook processed meat prepared by someone else.

'Killing a wolf is too much.'

That thought alone was enough to make him shiver. Even though he bought these weapons to kill, it was too much for him to handle in reality. Then he was stopped by a sudden chill. The atmosphere changed and the wolf let out an aggressive growl - there was no more moaning to be heard.

'What's going on?'

Joonbum grew tense, he felt his hair stand on end as he surveyed the area carefully with his goggles.

'There it is!'

Joonbum found that the bushes were shaking. The wolf was also watching. Between bushes, a small head popped out.