I was deep in thought.

Why did this child in the tower’s fragment possess the exact tattoo as mine?

I couldn’t come up with any theories. The only thing I could come up with was the small price this world had to pay after I was transported here — Kim Chundong.

It was likely that the child was Chundong in the past.

The Tower of Memory’s hallucination tended to show the past in the present. This baby had the stigma’s tattoo on its body since it was Chundong when he was young.

However, I still couldn’t understand why this memory was being played right now in the present.

“…”

We walked without saying a word. Chae Nayun whispered while walking since she wasn’t used to staying quiet while I and Yoo Yeonha looked quite haggard for some reason.

“I wonder what happened… Have you entered this place before, Hajin?” Rachel carefully asked while stealing glances at Yoo Yeonha.

“I’m not sure,” I replied.

“Are you related in some way to Destruction?” she asked.

“I ran into him in the United States.”

I did run into Destruction in the United States now that I thought about it. I didn’t personally meet him, but the terrorist organization I thwarted was under Destruction’s command.

“Hey, put this one on,” Chae Nayun said as she threw me a gas mask.

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