7 transmigration tips from the saint chapter 2

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[Cause of death: overwork.

The autopsy report will list the cause of death as unknown.

Unfortunately, without any surviving family members, there will be no request for an autopsy, nor a claim for work-related compensation.

There are no signs of a break-in or foul play, and CCTV footage shows you buying beer at a convenience store before returning home. So, you’re set to be cremated just like that.]

Terrible words flowed from the beautiful man’s lips.

Seo Woohyun quickly distanced himself from the man. His lifeless body was still visible inside the sphere, lying perfectly still.

The police were now taking pictures, as if to leave evidence of the scene behind.

“…Who are you? No, what are you?”

He knew it was all just a dream, but curiosity about the man’s identity gnawed at him. Seo Woohyun glared at him.

Come to think of it, everything about this man named Erdian was suspicious.

His mannerisms and gaze were overly kind, but now, even after they had started communicating, he was calmly telling him that he was dead.

“What are you? A grim reaper? A ghost?”

Just as Seo Woohyun’s suspicion reached its peak, Erdian tilted his head slightly.

[Shall I introduce myself again? My name is Erdian, a god from another world, here to take you away.]

Wait, what? Another world? A god?

Overcome with disbelief, Seo Woohyun ran his hand down his face in frustration.

“I swear, what kind of ridiculous drunk dream is this?”

Erdian, who had been silently watching Seo Woohyun sigh repeatedly, suddenly closed the distance between them with a bold step.

[For now, come with me. I’m sure you’ll like it.]

“No. When I wake up from this dream, I’ll be so embarrassed, I’ll need a cold shower. There’s no way I’m going anywhere. Wait, stop. Don’t come any closer. I’m already mortified as it is… Please.”

[I wish we had more time. But you can complain later.]

Before Seo Woohyun could respond, Erdian grabbed his hand.

The strength of his pull sent Seo Woohyun crashing into his chest, where he surprisingly caught a sweet and comforting scent.

He wanted to get angry and demand an explanation, but instead, his consciousness began to sink.

Just before he lost his grip on reality, Seo Woohyun instinctively wrapped his arms around the man, who had buried his face into his neck and was gently patting his back.

The man’s embrace was warm, so much so that it brought tears to his eyes.

How could the arms of someone he had just learned the name of today feel so familiar? C

onflicting emotions swirled in his head, making him dizzy.

Seo Woohyun passed out.

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“Gasp.”

Seo Woohyun woke up with a sharp intake of breath.

Once again, the beautiful man he had seen so often was lying right in front of him.

He wanted to clutch the blankets and curse this absurd dream, but why was this face appearing again?

“You’ve finally woken up.”

With the same gentle voice, Seo Woohyun was at a loss for words and awkwardly looked around.

‘His face is too close. And why is he lying down like this? His chest… it’s fully visible.’

The man lying beside him had his chest exposed.

Even though this man had mentioned his death, it didn’t diminish his beauty or physique.

His eerie words were completely separate from his stunning appearance.

In fact, the closer Seo Woohyun was to the man, the more he was troubled by the distinct scent of his body.

His heart pounded so loudly that he worried the man might hear it, forcing him to distract himself.

‘…Where am I now?’

Instead of focusing on Erdian’s firm chest, Seo Woohyun shifted his gaze to the surroundings and sat up.

“I was worried you might’ve been hurt when I brought you here in such a rush. I’m glad you woke up before it was too late.”

As he gently fixed Seo Woohyun’s messy hair, Erdian whispered softly.

It was then that Seo Woohyun finally asked him.

“You brought me here? From where to where?”

“Well, of course, I brought you from where you were living to here.”

“How is that even possible… No, wait. It’s just a dream, so there’s no point in arguing….”

Seo Woohyun stopped talking. He didn’t want to waste his energy on pointless arguments.

He had experienced dreams where he ended up in verbal fights with random strangers.

On those days, his mood was off for the rest of the day.

And after nightmares where he was running from war or trapped under rubble, screaming for help, he often made little mistakes at work due to the exhaustion that lingered.

Vivid dreams affect reality.

Having experienced this for months, he naturally held his tongue.

‘It’s all just a dream. No need to get worked up. I’ll just go along with whatever this guy says. It’s all a dream, anyway.’

Seo Woohyun sat there, staring blankly, ignoring Erdian’s gaze. Yet, he still showed no signs of waking up.

Sitting in the middle of a beautiful garden, he silently wasted time with his mouth clamped shut.

Eventually, with a half-resigned sigh, Seo Woohyun asked a question.

“So, are you really a god, Mr. Erdian? One of those gods who answers people’s prayers from the heavens?”

[Would I be a fake god, then?]

Erdian laughed, leaning on his arm. He seemed endlessly relaxed, almost lazily at ease.

In fact, he looked too laid-back to be a god.

“Where is this place?”

[In simple terms, it’s my home.]

“You live in a place like this? There has to be a building somewhere, right?”

The place was wide open, with no walls or structures.

How could this be considered a home?

It seemed more like a luxurious garden, though it was filled with beautiful flowers and plants and cushioned seating areas where one could comfortably rest.

When Seo Woohyun’s expression showed his confusion, Erdian smiled and replied.

[After living alone for so long, I started feeling stifled, so it turned into this. There may not be any buildings now, but if you want, I can always build one.]

As Seo Woohyun watched the glittering smile, he gradually felt more and more uneasy.

He disliked hearing incomprehensible words, and the one-sidedly kind attitude was becoming increasingly uncomfortable.

“And just so you know, you won’t be able to return to where you lived. Keep that in mind. Also, this is not your dream.”

“If it’s not a dream, then what?”

“This is where you’ll live from now on. To be precise, it would be more accurate to say that down there is where you will live.”

“To be honest, I haven’t understood a single thing you’ve been saying since earlier. A god? At least make sense….”

The conversation between Seo Woohyun and Erdian continued to go nowhere.

Erdian kept saying that this wasn’t a dream and that Seo Woohyun had died, while Seo Woohyun was convinced this was all a dream, and everything the man said was nonsense.

As the unproductive conversation dragged on, Seo Woohyun grew increasingly tired.

He had never felt such intense fatigue in a dream before, but today felt like one strange occurrence after another.

In the end, he lay down on the soft cushion.

Whether this was a dream or not, it would all disappear once he woke up, so he didn’t care anymore.

‘I’ll take a half-day off claiming I’m sick once I wake up. And maybe it’s time to visit a decent psychiatrist. Honestly, I’ve been swamped with work lately… way too much for one person to handle.’

While meticulously making his plans, Seo Woohyun closed his eyes.

Erdian neither stopped nor scolded him but simply watched in silence.

After a while, Erdian murmured in a tone reminiscent of recalling a memory.

“Come to think of it, I’ve often been told I’m not very good at explaining… So it’s no wonder you don’t understand.”

Listening to the endlessly gentle voice made him drowsy.

By now, he started to think this might be the result of accumulated fatigue from overwork, manifesting as this strange dream.

‘Now that I think about it, didn’t he say I died from overwork? Is this some kind of prophetic dream warning me about that? Maybe I should get an IV drip before seeing a psychiatrist….’

As he reconsidered his plan, his consciousness began to blur.

He felt something soft brush against his forehead before pulling away.

It was undoubtedly lips.

The culprit was the man lying beside him, chattering away.

“From now on, you will live here as my representative and as a saint.”

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