How many years had passed since I was abruptly thrown into this world, unable to even properly finish clearing it?

It must have been at least a decade. A year in this world was no different in length from a year in my original world, so over ten years must have passed back in Korea as well.

By now, the people who remembered me in my original world had likely forgotten and returned to their everyday lives.

‘…That’s how it should be.’

There was too much left behind in my original world for me to fully settle in this one. At the very least, if I had had the chance to say proper goodbyes, maybe it would’ve been different. But I didn’t even have the luxury to do that.

That’s why I had only one thought: to return to my original world as quickly as possible. I kept my relationships here to a minimum, focusing solely on defeating the Demon King and claiming the wish granted by the goddess.

…All while turning a blind eye to the people here who couldn’t live without me.