Chapter 140
Theatrical Regression Life
Episode 140:
In the world of previous lives, the power called supernatural power actually existed here.
That doesnât 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 âfateâ, it had a bit of a coercive aspect to it.
Also, Jaeheon Leeâs ability was âregenerationâ. 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 Iâll say it again, his ability was none other than regeneration.
âYou know, do you know what it is called a brain map?â
ââ¦.â
âThey say all the ends of the organ are much more sensitive than the rest.â
It means that he couldnât possibly die.
âThey say it was made that way to avoid danger quickly, but I think this is really stupid.â
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-.
ââ¦Ughâ¦.â
âIf you canât avoid it, it would actually be a weakness, but it evolved in a very foolish way.â
Despite being reminded, his languid gaze landed on Lee Jae-heonâs tattered fingertips.
A clean, rarely used hammer had a fairly sharp tip and could easily tear off an adult manâs 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.
âItâs 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. âIf you cut out all the muscles like that, can you call it a hand anymore?â
ââ¦Ahhâ¦!â
âWhen 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 didnât try it
because I thought it would be a waste, butâ¦â It was very annoying that the idiot was talking more and more because he was so excited.
âWhen I was in the pavilion, I just rolled around like an unemployed person.â
It was very uncomfortable to know that I was the reason why this guy, who usually didnât 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.
âLook at this, if you break a bone like thisâ¦â
âUghâ¦!â
ââ¦what? uh? Why am I not losing strength? âI was trying to catch you?â
Song In-myeong seemed quite embarrassed.
âIf the bone is broken, it should be normal if you donât have any strength in your hand⦠right? Could this be related to that green algae monster? âYou have already turned into a monster.â
âDog noisesâ¦â
Although he had a difficult look on his face, he was able to endure it.
âBecause feeling dirty is much bigger than feeling sick.â
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 couldnât 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.
âUghâ¦â
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.
âIt would be better if we dropped Kang Min-ah.â
ââ¦.â
âThen he can come up and kill me right away and he wonât have to endure his murderous intent⦠All of that can be said to be a sacrifice, right? âItâs so amazing.â
ââ¦Damnâ¦.â
âThat sister wonât even know that you let go of her hand anyway.â
A joyful voice pierced my eardrums.
âHow can I die remembering such trivial things when Iâm so out of my mind?â
Jaeheon Lee couldnât bear to refute those words. It may have been because it was so absurd, but strictly speaking, Song In-myeongâs words could not be considered completely wrong.
âAhhhh⦠ugh ughâ¦.â
ââ¦.â
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.
âI knew that trauma was a thorn in my side, butâ¦â
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 individualâs 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.
âIs it a good thing that I donât struggle?â
It seemed like he had lost his mind and had forgotten Lee Jae-heonâs 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, youâll have to push that killer and climb upâ¦
â Jiik!
ââ¦!â
âOh, donât come up.â
Song In-myeong seemed to have sensed Lee Jae-heonâs thoughts, applying force to the knife stuck in his hand and swinging it back and forth.
As I was holding the axis and rotating it precisely, I almost lost my strength for a moment, but I was able to overcome it by holding it strong enough to sink my fingertips into the tree root. Blood ran down my arm and onto my shoulder, but if I die like this, how can I make a deal with the green algae monster?
ââ¦Is it near here? If I die now, will I be able to eat this bastard on my own? Since I was the one who lured him this way, I think he will admit it up to that pointâ¦â
Of course, if Jeong In-ho had not recovered him, he would not have been able to endure even this. Even now that the mental burden has been significantly lowered, I still feel like my brain is being twisted by the trauma, but if I had been in my previous state, I would have just died like this, regardless of whether it was a deal or not. Or commit suicide.
And even considering the chickâs sincerity, Lee Jae-heon had no intention of dying right now.
ââ¦This isâ¦â
He continued, calculating the distance within the park in his head.
âI donât know why you think itâs a sacrifice.â
ââ¦Then what is it?â
âIsnât this usually called self-satisfactionâ¦?â
Holding on to the edge of a cliff while hanging a person with hands with broken bones and torn muscles was not something a human would do. My arm was shaking and blood was dripping down it.
I became disillusioned with myself for not being able to clean up even a single piece of trash like this.
âI just donât have a choice, so this is the only thing I can do.â
Instead, he thought he would have to take away Song In-myeongâs cool.
âSomeone will be here soon.â
Before forming a collecting team and beginning the exploration, Jaeheon Lee handed the remaining fruits one by one to firefighter Han Do-yoon and teacher Lee Yun-byeol. It wasnât just because they both injured their legs.
Firefighter Han Do-yoon, the second-highest sunfish ranker in the story, was a sacrificial person, although he did not show it easily. He died while doing something stupid to save others, whereas Lee Yun-byeol is humane enough. He would have known very well how disadvantageous it was to have a major leg injury when he had a young child to protect.
âSo Han Do-yoon wonât eat the fruit, and Lee Yun-byeol will think about it and eat it only at the end.â
Although there was a reason for both of them to give the fruit, what Jae-heon Lee was waiting for right now was the judgment of firefighter Do-yoon Han.
âIâm going to tell one of Jeong In-hoâs group that I received the fruit.â
And among the remaining group members, the one with the highest probability was intern Noh Yeon-seok.
He was easy to talk to, not stupid, and had the best physical ability. Even if Han Do-yoon didnât choose him, he thought Noh Yeon-seok would react as long as Kang Min-ah was in the gathering group and expected that he would come looking for the gathering group.
That was enough.
ââ¦You have a choice.â
âdoesnât exist.â
âYou say you can just drop Kang Min-ah? Then you can live. âYou could kill me.â
âSo there isnât any.â
âArenât you really crazy?â
Eventually, someone with the power to sort out the current situation will come here.
All Lee Jae-heon had to do was take away the last remaining reason from this crazy guy.
âI learned that it was a sacrifice, Jaeheon Lee.â
âI learned it wrong. âYou are confusing sacrifice with selfishness.â
It was a story that was enough to take away the other personâs cool.
ââ¦I think itâs really shit.â
If you just make it like this,
youâll be screwed.
ââì´ ê°ìë¼ì¼!â
Because other guys will clean that up instead of me.
ââ¦ah.â
With Song In-myeongâs stupid sound, Lee Jae-heon felt the sword in his hand being pulled out. Blood flowed like water, soaking my shoulders and face.
âJaeheon Leeâ¦!â
ââ¦Haâ¦â
Of course, that wasnât what was important right now.
âItâs much more important that Iâm free now.â
He willingly accepted Hong Gyeong-junâs help in urgently trying to pull me up. Watching the friendship fight between two friends taking place in a secret world was thrilling in its own way.
Seo Jang-hwa grabbed Song In-myeok by the collar and shouted, pressing him down.
âSong In-myeong, you fucking bastard, fucking fucking trueâ¦!â
âWow, that sucks.â
âYou bastard, why are you doing this! âWhy did you do that? Why!â
âI lost.â
Song In-myeong, who was looking at his poor friend who was getting angry by climbing on top of me, burst into laughter regardless. Jaeheon Lee exhaled at the sound of laughter that seemed very relieved and happy.
âbut.â
The monster continued.
âYou lost too.â
âSong In-myeongâ¦!â
âYou know? âWhat do you mean?â
Huh.
ââ¦.â
Jaeheon Lee couldnât refute those words.
That was really unpleasant.
* * *
To Seo Jang-hwa, Song In-myeong was a friend.
I just couldnât 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-hwaâs friend.
So it was okay to have any flaws. Even though I am unethical and trashy by nature, I am Song In-myeongâs friend. Even if I hit him on the back of the head, he wouldnât 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.
âSong In-myeongâ¦!â
How terrible it feels to have that one trust broken.
âOh, our gorilla is angry. âItâs so scary.â
âPlease ah. Please, damn it⦠damn itâ¦â
I couldnât 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.
âYouâ¦youâ¦â
âWhat.â
ââ¦ë¤ê° ìë° ê·¸ë¬ë©´ ì ëìì ì´ ê°ìë¼ì¼â¦.â
ì´ê²ì ë¨ì§ âë°°ì âì´ë¼ ë§í ì ìëê°?
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.
âAre you crying?â
ââ¦donât be a damn thingâ¦.â
âOkay, letâs not cry. âYouâre so fucking ugly.â
ââ¦.â
âI told you not to cry because itâs funny, but youâre crying?â
Then, why is the giggling sight so unrealistic?
ââ¦Iâ¦.â
I
ââ¦.â
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.
âSo you shouldnât have turned away.â
ââ¦under.â
âIf you thought it was a little strange, you should have killed Seo Jang-hwa first.â
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 werenât directed at me, but those vivid, devouring eyes were horribly familiar.
âMan, I thought about itâ¦!ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
ââ¦.â
âIt 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? âWouldnât that be so?â
ââ¦Song In-myeong.â
âwhat do you think.â
The large hand that was caressing my cheek soon grabs my neck, and my eyes become strangely curved.
Seo Jang-hwa couldnât even shake off the hand due to the extremely strange feeling that was felt in the midst of familiarity.
wife.
ââ¦Iâ¦â
Did you take the knife from this bastard?
âItâs really disappointing.â
Pugh-.
I felt angry in my throat.
âThatâs right, boots.â
sick.
ââ¦bff.â
Even though it hurts,
why are you crying?
ââ¦.â
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 itâs true, are it tears of mourning? If itâs false, whatâs the acting for? Why are youâ¦
âMy friend.â
ââ¦.â
Ah.
ââ¦ahaâ¦.â