A day had passed.

Despite the passage of time, this damned illusion had yet to break, and in the meantime, I focused on gathering whatever information I could about this twisted world.

One thing was certain: this place was indeed the past life I had once experienced. That much was clear the moment I saw it.

“A damnable world.”

Gritting my teeth, I clenched my jaw. I felt like I was beginning to understand what Tang Jemoon had meant by “regret.”

This was the time I regretted most.

It felt as if I had been thrown back here to relive …