I was right. Kim Hyun-Sung was just pretending like he was evil. His true nature had remained unchanging; I could tell just by looking at his confused eyes filled with tears.0

Right now, he was frustrated and scared. He also detested his appearance. He knew that this couldn’t continue, but there was nothing he could do. Actually, I would hold his hand and go to hell with him if he dared to punch me, but he had never even entertained the idea of harming me.0

‘You bastard… How dare you pretend to be almighty in front of me.’0

I knew he relied on me, but I didn’t know it was to this extent, and that was why I thought I had a chance to turn him back. I felt sad about the idea of losing Doom Hyun-Sung, but…0

‘Ah, shit. It really is a waste.’1

I had to hurry up and turn Kim Hyun-Sung back. In addition to taking care of his mental health, things would also become troublesome if I were to act too late.0

“If you can’t kill me, then get away from me,” I told him.0

‘You dirty demon! He’d probably get really hurt if I called him that, right? Should I be a little nicer about it? Still, don’t get too hurt by it, Hyun-Sung. I have no...0