My teacher told me “If you had come five years earlier, you would have been the world’s hero…”
It was what my teacher kept saying to me since the days we used to drink together.
Even now.
She kept saying the same words while spewing a bloody foam from his mouth.
“The hero……who could…..save the world…….”
Looking blankly at my dying teacher, I felt like my head was exploding.
Everything in front of me became blurry.
The inner meaning of my teacher’s last words wasn’t just regret.
She felt sadness for my inhuman life, it was a poor attempt to comfort me and show me love.
I realized it just by then.
My teacher was sorry for me until the moment she died.
“I beg for….”
She always said that.
For an ordinary environment
For an ordinary family
For an ordinary education
“If only I had one of those, your power would have been awakened….”
Now that I’m running out of energy, the world is coming to an end.
I was holding her quietly in my arms.
We ended up parting ways in this poor way.
Only by then, tears started to fall from my eyes.
While crying, I started blaming my life for the first time.
“Why wasn’t I stronger?”
“Why am I so weak to let someone I care about die?”
After that, the guardian crashed with his golden shield.
The saint’s prayers were no longer heard.
My teacher was about to die, and I had stayed here.
The Regressor, who was considered the strongest of them all, was already dead.
Maybe that’s a miracle I got here without his presence.
“If only I had a power too…”
I was in despair.
I was regretful.
I looked up at the king of Sura who reduced my teacher to that state.
“If only I had come out of the orphanage at that time…”
Late regret came to me like a tsunami’s wave, for scolding me for my past.
Kkkkk…..
Then the king of Sura came flying to us.
After he approached the floor, he scratched his neck while looking at us and started emitting a noise.
Kkk….kkk….kkkk….
That was a laugh.
He grunted as he felt victorious.
Watching him laughing at me, there was nothing I could do.
Both of my legs were broken, and that demon still had one arm left.
That giant arm fell on my head.
The best thing when you are in a state of anger and regret is to close your eyes and feel it, after all.
The moment of darkness.
[The wheel of fate chooses you]
Those white letters glistened in the dark.
The face of the rude man glimmered.
An impressive man with thick arms with tattoos depicting the female demon.
This man surely was the director of the orphanage I used to live in.
“What’s that?”
Why do I see the main culprit of my miserable life at the moment of my death?
But that wasn’t just a vision.
“Hahahaha! Lee Jin Seong! You’ve already been there!”
The man that greeted me hit me in the back.
“……….?!”
I looked once again at the director after that shocking stimulation.
He blinked and rubbed his eyes.
“Khaha, did you really came to steal it, kid? I live smiling because of you!”
The director took the necklace I was holding in my hands.
“……..uh?”
I looked at the director in front of me and the surroundings.
And I tried to move my broken legs.
“Is this……?”
Suddenly, I could see my face reflected in the window.
That’s not the face of a 30 years old person who’s been through lots of hardships.
There was the reflection of a teenager.
I’m back in time.