Seo Jun-Ho returned to his room and laid down on his back.

And when his eyes closed, countless scenes passed through his head.

‘Erebo, Erebo, and Erebo again. I see that bastard’s face whenever I closed my eyes.’ 

One might think he was deeply in love with Erebo.

“Fuwah.” Then, the Frost Queen flopped onto the bed with a tired face, looking like the whole weight of the world was on her shoulders.

Seo Jun-Ho glanced at her and said, “Hey, I just realized something.”

“...And that would be?”

He had gone through 50 more regressions after the 50th one. And he succeeded 0 times.

The nagging feeling that he would be able to do it after going just a little longer didn’t go away, yet he never actually managed to do it.

‘I should’ve known from the beginning.’ 

With every regression, all his stats were reset, too. If he kept failing on the same task despite being in peak condition, that meant it was an impossible endeavor to begin with.

‘I have no other choice but to let go.’ 

He let out a small sigh and acknowledged his defeat.

“...You were right; I guess I can’t kill his clone without anyone’s help,” Seo Jun-Ho admitted.

He didn’t want to watch his...