Regressor Instruction Manual (PART 5)

Chapter 862: The Last (95)

'How can he remember that, you idiot?'

How could Hyunsung remember him when he had already saved so many people?

Thousands of thousands of people would appear if he assembled all the beings he had helped before.

'Honestly, if I asked what you did years ago, would you be able to answer, you psycho bastard? For him, saving people is his everyday life.'

That was right.

"That was his everyday life..."

It wasn't an exaggeration. To Kim Hyunsung, saving someone was a daily routine.

Whether the action was voluntary, intentional, or unconscious, that fact didn't change.

During the tutorial and after that, he protected multiple individuals from harm.

There were times when he was away from me, so there must have been many other cases besides those I had seen.

He wasn't cold enough to pretend he didn't see those who were in crisis, after all, especially since he carried a responsibility no one else ever had.

Perhaps it was the influence of the benefactor he met in the first round, but I really couldn't assess him since I didn't know what Kim Hyunsung was thinking whenever he gave a helping hand to others...

Hence, it was way more appropriate to say that it was his everyday life.

It might not have been an act with good intentions, but the result didn't change regardless of the reason.

Of course, he probably didn't attach much meaning to his actions.

So maybe that was why he was confused right now. He thought that the consequences of his actions had turned for the worst.

-Ah...

-Didn't you save me? The God of Sunset saved my life and my soul. From that day on, my life... became completely different from before. Your helping hand has allowed me to go this far, God of Sunset. It was all thanks to you. Do you remember?

'Come on, how could he remember that, bastard? Don't pretend to be close by making up some kind of link. You're not that memorable. He doesn't remember others' faces and names.'

Song Sookyung, who continued to talk about a topic I couldn't quite understand, was also a problem, but in fact, I was more worried about Hyunsung than the villain. After all, I could already guess what he was thinking.

He was probably already blaming himself. This time, too, he probably thought this was happening because of him, that he had done something he shouldn't have.

He might feel disillusioned with the very act of helping someone he couldn't even remember.

He was now angry at himself, others, and the malice of the world.

-D-Don't be ridiculous!

-It's true. I wouldn't lie to you.

-Stop this insanity, bastard! Stop bullshitting me!

-At that time, you were really...

-Son of a bitch!

Raising his sword, Kim Hyunsung swung it at him.

Its red flash sliced off his arm at a speed that was hard to follow with the naked eye, but it didn't seem like such a meaningful move.

Bizzare red lines wove together on the open wound and held his arm up before it could fall to the ground.

He was already in a state where he couldn't be called human.

-What... What are you? Why...?

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