âDonât worry. Iâll do my best.â
Yoon Gaeulâs eyes sparkled as she clenched her fists determinedly. It was no use. Getting her to understand the message was impossible. Uijae nodded weakly, and Gaeulâs shoulders slumped.
âSo⦠please donât talk about things like itâs the end.â
ââ¦â¦â
âIf J isnât hereâ¦â
ââ¦Alright, I get it.â
Without him, the world's end would only come faster. After his death, Jeong Bin and Ma Tae-bok would follow. But there was nothing he could do. His death was certain, and he couldnât intervene in an already determined past.
Watching over a world doomed to fall like this wasâ¦
ââ¦Might as well gather some information.â
Uijae thought back to the people he knew. Perhaps, in this world, his aunt might still be alive. Holding on to that faint hope, he asked,
âDo you know a Hunter named Park Hye-kyung?â
âOf course. She was Director Hamâs right-hand.â
The past tense felt ominous. Uijaeâs lips moved silently before he managed to ask,
âSheâs⦠gone?â
âYes, with the Director.â
ââ¦â¦â
ââ¦J?â