Flap! Cha Jeong-woo shut the diary. 

“...” Jeong-woo closed his eyes, deep in thought, then opened them again. “Cha Yeon-woo. My twin brother… The Black King. Bad-tempered. Soldier. Hoarder. Shadow King, Death King, and king of gods. Giant Demonic Divine Dragon… Looks like my memory’s still intact.”

Jeong-woo knew it was thanks to the wisdom he stacked up over the years. He had come close to losing his memory several times as well. He could remember the existence of the Black King, but he forgot Yeon-woo’s name as if it was clouded by something—just like how Yeon-woo’s name was marked as ### in the Tower. 

Jeong-woo put himself through quite a lot of trouble trying to get rid of what was hiding Yeon-woo’s name. The events were still fresh in his mind… And just now, it had been dangerous too. The moment the last page fell, it was as if something had also fallen from a corner of his mind. If the falling piece wasn’t so big, he never would’ve noticed it. Fortunately, Jeong-woo had already learned a way to recover what he was missing if something like this happened. He would dig through all his legends and find what he was missing, then recover his memory according...