Obsessed by the Heavenly Demon in the Reverse World

The tip of the sword shook. As if proving that he had reached his physical limit, he put the sword away at the tip of the sword that was shaking. Anything in excess is worse than anything insufficient.

Thinking that today’s training would end here, I sheathed my sword and wiped away the beads of sweat that had formed.

My second life was a world like the so-called martial arts novels, the world of Murim. It was not much different from the things in the martial arts novels I read incessantly in my previous life.

The background of the story is the Ming Dynasty.

As is the case with most martial arts settings, it is a world that is so stereotypical that it is not particularly special. However, there was one thing that was strangely twisted: this world was a world where the gender roles were reversed.

A world where the sexual roles of men and women are completely reversed.

It wasn’t something I would delve into, but what can I do? I was born into that world and am already close to my prime age.

“Has it already been half a month… … .”

Late at night, I muttered as I looked up at the full moon hanging in the sky above the training ground.

It’s been almost twenty years since I started living in this kind of world. Naturally, I had already adapted to it as best I could.

After my head got thicker, I tried shouting out the status window, the inventory, and all sorts of things to see if there were any special benefits for reincarnated people. It’s been quite a while since I realized that I just reincarnated without any of those things, and I was disappointed.

In the end, all that was left for me to do was to diligently learn the martial arts that were the foundation of the world of martial arts.

“There’s nothing I can do since I’m from the Demonic Cult.”

As I sat down on the dirt floor of the training ground and spat out my words, the place I belonged to was the Demonic Cult.