Chapter 140

Episode 140:

In the world of previous lives, the power called supernatural power actually existed here.

That doesn’t mean that everyone could have such powers, but what was certain was that anyone with such superpowers would somehow be given an important role. Unlike something vaguely called ‘fate’, it had a bit of a coercive aspect to it.

Also, Jaeheon Lee’s ability was ‘regeneration’. At first glance, it may seem very simple and of low value, but no matter how many times he is revived, he still incurs a penalty if he dies, so his abilities were treated as quite good. In the end, in his previous life, he played a fairly important role in the world. It was natural.

However, due to his inherently childish and shabby side, Lee Jae-heon was hated by quite a few people. And I’ll say it again, his ability was none other than regeneration.

“You know, do you know what it is called a brain map?”

“....”

“They say all the ends of the organ are much more sensitive than the rest.”

It means that he couldn’t possibly die.

“They say it was made that way to avoid danger quickly, but I think this is really stupid.”

After saying that, Song In-myeong used the back of the claw hammer to open the wound on the back of his hand and drove it inside. The sound of the skin being torn was heard with slow movements, as if creating a delicate piece of craft, rather than being driven in at once.

Jiik-.

“...Ugh....”

“If you can’t avoid it, it would actually be a weakness, but it evolved in a very foolish way.”

Despite being reminded, his languid gaze landed on Lee Jae-heon’s tattered fingertips.

A clean, rarely used hammer had a fairly sharp tip and could easily tear off an adult man’s fingernails. All five of his fingernails had long since disappeared, and the tree root that Jaeheon Lee was holding on to was already stained bright red due to the hammer being pressed against the naked flesh.

Song In-myeong continued speaking after gently scraping the trembling skin of the back of his hand with the back of a hammer.

“It’s my personal opinion, but the hand bones seem really thin. Even with just this kind of play, it breaks and breaks easily and gets ruined. “If you cut out all the muscles like that, can you call it a hand anymore?”

“...Ahh...!”

“When I saw it, it would have looked like I was just walking around with a piece of meat on my wrist. If you think about it that way, I think it would be much easier to just cut it off cleanly. Oh, of course, my hands are precious, so I didn’t try it

because I thought it would be a waste, but...” It was very annoying that the idiot was talking more and more because he was so excited.

‘When I was in the pavilion, I just rolled around like an unemployed person.’

It was very uncomfortable to know that I was the reason why this guy, who usually didn’t talk to anyone other than my friends, was so excited, but it was really fortunate that all his attention was focused on Lee Jae-heon.

Although it was annoying and shocking, Lee Jae-heon was quite immune to this type of situation. This is a situation commonly referred to as torture.

Ttuduk.

“Look at this, if you break a bone like this...”

“Ugh...!”

“...what? uh? Why am I not losing strength? “I was trying to catch you?”

Song In-myeong seemed quite embarrassed.

“If the bone is broken, it should be normal if you don’t have any strength in your hand... right? Could this be related to that green algae monster? “You have already turned into a monster.”

“Dog noises...”

Although he had a difficult look on his face, he was able to endure it.

‘Because feeling dirty is much bigger than feeling sick.’

The ability he had in his past life was regeneration, and the number of pains Jaeheon Lee had to go through because of that was so great and diverse that he couldn’t remember it all. As I recalled memories of my past life, my current body also had some of its senses dulled, so it was by no means impossible to endure this much pain.

But his mind was a different story. His body, which could regenerate even if its head fell off, was very suitable for inflicting pain, but he eventually adapted quickly, so if you wanted to torment him, you had to aim for mental pain rather than physical pain.

Even if the body was okay, it was difficult to adapt to the mental pain that there was no way to heal.

“Ugh...”

Lee Jae-heon really hated the pain he suffered one-sidedly while not being able to respond. It was even more nauseating and headache-inducing than having bugs crawling around in my mouth.

“It would be better if we dropped Kang Min-ah.”

“....”

“Then he can come up and kill me right away and he won’t have to endure his murderous intent... All of that can be said to be a sacrifice, right? “It’s so amazing.”

“...Damn....”

“That sister won’t even know that you let go of her hand anyway.”

A joyful voice pierced my eardrums.

“How can I die remembering such trivial things when I’m so out of my mind?”

Jaeheon Lee couldn’t bear to refute those words. It may have been because it was so absurd, but strictly speaking, Song In-myeong’s words could not be considered completely wrong.

“Ahhhh... ugh ugh....”

“....”

I bit my lip as I felt the vibration from my waist.

He prayed that even if Kang Min-ah later finds some time to reminisce about the past, she will not be able to recall the current situation. At this rate, it would be better not to remember.

‘I knew that trauma was a thorn in my side, but...’

Kang Min-ah had already fallen at work once and almost died. There were definitely monsters waiting to eat her down there, and it was probably something I saw back then in the current situation. Otherwise, there was no way I would suddenly go mental like this and forget human language.

The underworld knew how to delve into an individual’s trauma in the most cruel and disgusting way. The world that destroys people just by taking a breath is trying to catch anyone, but there is no way that Kang Min-ah, who has not yet grown up, can endure it, even though she has grown a little recently.

‘Is it a good thing that I don’t struggle?’

It seemed like he had lost his mind and had forgotten Lee Jae-heon’s existence, but his obsession with life could be seen in his desperately clinging hands. I guess I instinctively knew that if I struggled, I would fall to my death, so I just hung on calmly. It was a fortunate thing.

So, if you want to do anything, you’ll have to push that killer and climb up...

– Jiik!

“...!”

“Oh, don’t come up.”

Song In-myeong seemed to have sensed Lee Jae-heon’s thoughts, applying force to the knife stuck in his hand and swinging it back and forth.

To Seo Jang-hwa, Song In-myeong was a friend.

I just couldn’t find a better way to express it. We spent so much time together that it seemed like we were just friends, and we knew and respected each other enough to confidently tell others that we were friends. He was a strong and self-righteous person who I could proudly call a friend. He who would never break down was Seo Jang-hwa’s friend.

So it was okay to have any flaws. Even though I am unethical and trashy by nature, I am Song In-myeong’s friend. Even if I hit him on the back of the head, he wouldn’t be able to fix it, but I thought it would be okay if I cleaned up his mistakes from the side. I believed that we could help each other when we messed up something.

So, yeah.

I believed it.

“Song In-myeong...!”

How terrible it feels to have that one trust broken.

“Oh, our gorilla is angry. “It’s so scary.”

“Please ah. Please, damn it... damn it...”

I couldn’t get the words to come out.

I thought so until I found the body of a kid. In the end, the only thing that Seo Jang-hwa cares about is my friends, so even if someone died, all I could do was watch the news reporting an accidental death in the same neighborhood. So Seo Jang-hwa was not a good person either.

But when I came all the way here and saw the miserable pieces of meat stretched out. The feeling Seo Jang-hwa felt when he saw the blood stain left in the shape of a finger of a familiar size and shape could not be expressed with just the word miserable.

“You...you...”

“What.”

“...네가 시발 그러면 안 되잖아 이 개새끼야....”

이것을 단지 ‘배신’이라 말할 수 있던가?

I felt the detective who had come along with me pull up the person hanging from the cliff, and I also heard the cries of a woman who had gone crazy from trauma. The terrible smell of blood reached the tip of my nose, which I had never thought of as a very sensitive organ, and stung the back of my eyeballs.

As she looked down, clutching her collar with an indescribable feeling of nausea, a monster she believed to be a friend naturally swiped one side of her cheek.

It was creepy.

“Are you crying?”

“...don’t be a damn thing....”

“Okay, let’s not cry. “You’re so fucking ugly.”

“....”

“I told you not to cry because it’s funny, but you’re crying?”

Then, why is the giggling sight so unrealistic?

“...I....”

I

“....”

trusted you.

Because I believed, even after considering that you were trash from birth, I believed. At least you thought that you were a human being who tried to keep things within the boundaries, so even though you felt something was strange, you pretended not to notice.

“So you shouldn’t have turned away.”

“...under.”

“If you thought it was a little strange, you should have killed Seo Jang-hwa first.”

At those words, the hand holding my collar relaxed.

The monster with a familiar face spoke as if shouting without turning its gaze away from me. Those words clearly weren’t directed at me, but those vivid, devouring eyes were horribly familiar.

“Man, I thought about it...!”

“....”

“It seems like the monster goes wilder every time someone sees a corpse? Did the monster go on a rampage because you saw it just now? huh? “Wouldn’t that be so?”

“...Song In-myeong.”

“what do you think.”

The large hand that was caressing my cheek soon grabs my neck, and my eyes become strangely curved.

Seo Jang-hwa couldn’t even shake off the hand due to the extremely strange feeling that was felt in the midst of familiarity.

wife.

“...I...”

Did you take the knife from this bastard?

“It’s really disappointing.”

Pugh-.

I felt angry in my throat.

“That’s right, boots.”

sick.

“...bff.”

Even though it hurts,

why are you crying?

“....”

What was all I saw and judged in this brief moment? Did you consider me a friend? Was my choice wrong? Are those tears in my eyes sincere or fake?

If it’s true, are it tears of mourning? If it’s false, what’s the acting for? Why are you...

“My friend.”

“....”

Ah.

“...aha....”