Regressor Instruction Manual (PART 5)

Chapter 853: The Last (86)

"Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh... Aaaaahhhhhh! Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!"

'Are... you okay?'

"Sniff... pant... aaaaaahhhh... aaahh..."

'Our Hyunsung will cheer up, right? You can still stand up, right?'

"Sniff... sniff... ugh... pant... aaahh... ahhh!"

'You can overcome this. I believe in you.'

"Aahh... Ah... Aaaahhhh... Sniff... Sniff..."

'Hold... hold on...'

"Ha... haha... aaahh... sniff... hahahaha..."

'What should I do? I... think he's really gone nuts.'

Kim Hyunsung looked so broken that it made me stomp my feet.

I simply couldn't tell what was going on. He was shaking his head profusely, making me fear approaching him.

He seemed to be having seizures. I could understand that this had been a shocking scene for him, but I never thought that he would be ruined to this extent.

That body of mine was a hollow shell anyway. If I had been alive and suffered that, his reaction would have been understandable, but only the shell got slightly damaged.

There would be no problem since it could just be reassembled like a toy. As soon as Sora and Hayan touched it, it would revert to its former glory right away. I might not even need to do that in the first place. The moment I got resurrected, it would go back to its original state.

"Ahhh... sniff... Ahhh..."

It wasn't big enough for him to be vomiting and crying like that.

"Ahhh... Aaaahhhh..."

'I think he's really going crazy. What should I do?'

I should have hired a psychiatrist in advance. I should have set up a dedicated team to monitor his mental health properly.

'This all seems dangerous.'

This situation would put everyone at risk.

Our lovely regressor was already suffering from several, if not dozens, of inexplicable psychoses in the first place. In fact, he'd seen that happen in the first timeline as well, so it would be strange if he had maintained a healthy mind.

I couldn't figure out how to define his mental illness academically, but I judged that he was in a very dangerous state, like walking on a tightrope.

It just didn't look like it from the outside since there were no visible symptoms.

Looking at Kim Hyunsung now, I thought it was finally being expressed.

He was constantly grabbing his chest, seemingly unable to breathe properly.

So many tears were pouring down from his eyes; I had never seen such a sight. It wouldn't be wrong to say that he was suffering what that shell of light had suffered.

In short, Kim Hyunsung was falling.

What had been holding him up was now most likely collapsing.

'He's really going crazy. What should I do? What should I do?'

I was afraid he'd turn into an idiot or get something like aphasia. He was showing how the human mind collapsed once it was broken.

'I have to stop him from falling apart.'

I had to quickly pick up the Regressor Instruction Manual and put it back up.

'Maybe he's doing this because he thinks I won't be able to come back.'