The Evil Bastard of Murim

Kang Junho died at 23. No one called an ambulance when he bled out on the street.

He should have gone to hell.

Instead, he woke up in a prison wagon, body broken, head throbbing, with a chubby idiot snoring beside him and a hamster-sized ghost screaming about respect.

Great.

But then the ghost's name sounds familiar. The clan name sounds familiar. And the handsome young warrior who shows up to save him?

Kang Junho has read this story before.

He knows how it ends.

And he's not going to let that happen.