Chapter 77: Who Am I? (2)

Chapter 77: Who Am I? (2)

Once back home, he can curse that bastard as much as he wants.

Click!

Upon opening the shabby front door, a cramped one-room apartment greeted him. Surprisingly, he paid a monthly rent of 50,000 won for this place.

Still, its good to be independent. No more nagging parents.

After the fourth round had ended, he cut ties with his parents. He had acquired money through robbery and started chasing the dream of living a thugs life with gang members.

But with the world in chaos, who needs to be a thug?

Everything had become too bothersome, so he had discarded that idea, securing this one-room apartment instead.

At least I can make enough money through robberies as things are now.

Thud!

After casually tossing the bag of cash, he headed inside to wash up. However, his expression was far from content.

Sigh, how much longer do I have to live like this?

In the past four months, much had transpired. He had fought numerous battles against monsters like goblins, trolls, and orcs to survive. He had even lost a limb to the monster known as Black Scythe.

He had also killed his role model, Jo Jung-shik, by striking him from behind. And as for his close friends from his school days, he had personally ended their lives.

In a desperate bid to earn some cash, he reluctantly turned to robbery, steering clear of any criminal affiliations.

His life had taken a chaotic turn, spiraling into the abyss.

If only I hadnt crossed paths with that bastard, Black Scythe

Had it not been for the debilitating penalties, perhaps he wouldnt have plummeted into such despair. At the very least, a glimmer of enthusiasm for life might have remained.

A deep sigh escaped his lips.

Emptiness consumed him, accompanied by a wave of self-loathing.

His existence now revolved around waiting for the next round, living on the precipice of uncertainty.

Ah

Suddenly, he felt as though he was squandering precious time, lost in thought. This isnt the moment for such indulgence.

The next round could spell his demise, and he couldnt afford to waste even a single moment.

I must make every remaining moment count, experience everything Ive ever desired.

In this world, he had killed, and committed robberies, and fear no longer held him captive.

What should I try next? Should I try to rape a woman?

Arent you Black Scythe?

Black Scythe? Me?

Hwang Yong-mins bewildered response clued Lostyak into the possibility of a misunderstanding.

Let me ask again. Arent you Black Scythe?

You think Im Black Scythe? Are you joking?

Did you not apply for membership at Player Haven Caf?

Player Ha.. what? Whats that?

Ah

Lostyak sighed, realizing his error.

I apologize for the confusion. Ill take my leave.

Whats going on? You should at least tell me why youre here, you jerk.

It appears that someone played a prank using your personal information. Given that your name and address match

So, someone used my personal information? Who the hell was it?

It was me.

Both Hwang Yong-min and Lostyak turned their heads in response to an unexpected voice.

In the corridor, a masked man with white face paint stood, fully equipped.

Are you the one who used Hwang Yong-mins personal information?

What the hell Who is this crazy guy?

Hwang Yong-mins bewildered reaction was expected. After all, a masked lunatic had suddenly appeared and claimed identity theft.

Youre actually admitting this, right? Damn it, how do you know who I am?

I know.

Who the hell are you?

Instead of responding, Ryu Min retrieved Deaths Scythe from his inventory.

Witnessing the colossal weapon, both Lostyak and Hwang Yong-min were left in stunned silence.

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