‘Is there nothing I can do?’ Jeong-woo had asked himself over and over while he was still in the pocket watch. He felt guilty that he hadn’t been any help to his brother at all, from the uprising in Tartarus and Hades’ death to Mother Earth’s pursuit and the escape to the stage.

No matter how much he wanted to do something, he was just a soul without a physical body. Allforone’s appearance made him feel an even greater sense of powerlessness. It was the same emotion he’d felt when he closed his eyes a long time ago, the same emotion he’d felt over and over in the endless cycle of the special benefit, and the same emotion he never wanted to feel again. And yet here he was, overwhelmed by this wretched feeling once more.

Even at this point, couldn’t he help his brother? Just as Jeong-woo was berating himself, Allforone’s words echoed in his mind once more: 『Even with your misaligned luck and short fate, you roamed around and around in the skies. I see you’ve cobbled together a likeness in the end.』

At that moment, Jeong-woo’s eyes widened. Allforone had accurately described his situation. At first, he was shocked that his suspicions hadn’t been unfounded after all, but most of...