Content Warning: The chapter below contains material about suicide. Please proceed mindfully.

I spaced out for a moment. Obviously, I wasn’t happy with what I was seeing. Anyone could tell that the Lee Ki-Young in the past life was a scummy villain, and even I wanted to curse at him. I didn’t know what he had to go through, but the air around him had drastically changed. He had dark circles and had lost a lot of weight, making him largely different from my current appearance.

My head was filled with complicated thoughts, but I couldn’t organize them right now. I thought it couldn’t get any worse, but I had never imagined it would be this serious. I don’t know how this incident happened, but Kim Hyun-Sung had lost his mind, and Jo Hye-Jin died. The surroundings were in ruins, and there were so many dead people it would be pointless to count them. It felt as if there was a war—actually, I was sure an incident this big was caused by war.

‘Is he…’

It could be possible that the man our lovely regressor had been working hard to find was me. Killing Jo Hye-Jin was a good enough reason to get revenge. Based on the reaction Kim Hyun-Sung had shown when Xiaolin called me ‘the masked man,’ my assumption could be correct. At the time, I thought he simply reacted that way...