“…”0

Before anything else, Se-Hoon felt the soft sofa supporting his laid-down body and the sensation of the thin, slightly rough paper covering his face. Quietly laying there, amidst the vivid sensations as consciousness slowly awakened, he took stock of his body.0

His body, though damaged in places, was still somewhat solid thanks to the various ways it was being forcibly held together. His mana circuits were also heavily damaged, but since they had been isolated using Soul Honing, they weren’t completely unusable. Within his body were also seven types of elemental mana and the blood that could pulsate under his will.2

Finishing his assessment, he quickly arrived at a conclusion.0

I’m in the past.3

To be more precise, he had returned to the period when the war with the Harbingers of Destruction had just begun. Having figured out the approximate era, he slowly moved his body and removed the paper covering his face.0

“Wait, this place is…”0

He gazed at the room’s transparent glass ceiling and the vast Milky Way that was clearly visible beyond it. Then, lowering his gaze to what was beneath the stars, he saw bookshelves that seemed at least three times his height. The floor of the room was covered by a red carpet, and various books and documents were messily piled on top of it. In that room, where luxury and clutter coexisted, his eyes narrowed.0

“Have you woken up?”0

Suddenly, an astonished voice came from behind.0

“Barging in and then sleeping for four hours straight. I knew you were brazen, but this is something else.”0

Upon hearing the provocative tone, full of pure astonishment...0