‘Well… what should I say?’

Surprisingly, Seo Jun-Ho wasn’t agitated. He knew that there had to be a fiend version of himself somewhere on the higher Floors.

‘First of all, Sung-Jun.’

The information Sung-Jun gave Seo Jun-Ho made him aware of the existence of parallel worlds, and Seo Jun-Ho had become suspicious of many things by then.

‘Then the Administrators...’

Seo Jun-Ho recalled how the Administrators were always expecting something from him. He was grateful in the beginning, but he couldn’t help but doubt the reason behind their expectations over time.

‘I’ve always wondered if they already knew who I was. I figured the reason they’re so wary of me while expecting something from me at the same time was probably because they know something that I don’t know.’

All the thoughts soon led to a reasonable assumption.

‘Fiend.’

Seo Jun-Ho thought there could be a fiend version of himself born from the many parallel worlds.

The answer to his hypothesis was standing in front of his eyes right now.

“So you actually exist.”

The eyes Seo Jun-Ho could see through the mask were as red as red jade. Specter’s eyes were redder than any other fiends Seo Jun-Ho had ever met so far, including the Heavenly ...