Even as Seo Jun-Ho stumbled from dizziness, he scanned his surroundings. He was met with a familiar setting, familiar faces, and a familiar scene.

‘I… went back again.’ 

The first thing he felt was a strong sense of relief. He had killed himself with his own hands because he thought Erebo wouldn’t let him die if he was captured, but he wasn’t certain if he would go back to the past again.

“Hm? Are you okay?” Someone caught his trembling body. It was probably Wei Chun-Hak. Seo Jun-Ho let Wei Chun-Hak catch him instead of slapping his arms away like last time.

“You don’t look too good. You must really hate bugs,” Wei Chun-Hak said, sounding concerned.

“...I kind of—no, I really do,” Seo Jun-Ho muttered, his face pale. He waved the man away to signal that he was fine.

Wei Chun-Hak stepped back and did a double-take when he looked out the window.

“Goodness, it has already started.”

Wei Chun-Hak quickly made his way to the front and said, “Every day at 6 am, the city neatly initializes itself like that.”

After that, he handed out the hotel room keys. As the party members began to disperse, Seo Jun-Ho called for Skaya.

“What is it?” Skaya asked, sounding annoyed. She felt gross after seeing the cockroaches and wanted to take a shower as soon as possible.

“Skaya, do you know anything about the World Tree?” Seo Jun-Ho asked.

“The World Tree? The entity that elves worship?”

“Yeah. If you know anything, can you tell me in as much detail as possible?”

“I dunno… All I know...