hours ago.

In order to commemorate the reunion with Oh Jin-cheol, Cheng Xiao-Woo asked Oh Jin-cheol to keep his portrait of Bell as a souvenir.

‘It’s also because I’m so much like Bell...that’s why I stayed...'

Though someone in the shadows doesn't think so.

'My lord! Please stop polluting your eyes with that crude graffiti!'

Bell kept howling secretly that he was not painted like that portrait.

In front of Cheng Jin-Woo, Oh Jin-cheol looked at the picture he drew again as if he wanted to rearrange his thoughts.

then.

With a "hiss", Wu Zhenzhe tore off the painting cleanly.

Then, he handed the painting to Cheng Jin-Woo.

"Here you are."

"thank you."

Cheng Jin-Woo took the painting happily.

When handing the painting to Cheng Jin-Woo, Oh Jin-cheol accidentally touched Cheng Jin-Woo's finger.

It was clearly a movement that was too small to be noticed.

But all kinds of century-ending historical events stem from such insignificant incidents.

After turning around, Wu Zhenzhe quickly walked down the stairs.

'Like a fool. '

At this time, he regretted it very much.

The youngest is also looking forward to what clues he can get, but the current self still can't say anything.

Getting such a result made Wu Zhenzhe feel ashamed, and the emotion of regret rushed to him like a tide.

Whenever I feel like this, the stairs feel very long.

Suddenly, Wu Zhenzhe, who was complaining while going downstairs, stopped in place.

'Huh...?'

Suddenly a person's voice rang in the ear.

"President, do you trust me?"

'......?'

Wu Zhenzhe was startled, and hurriedly looked around.

But whether it's above or below, there's no one around... there is no one.

The stairwell during class time was extremely quiet.

Wu Zhenzhe felt a little puzzled.

He walked down a few more steps, and the sound echoed in his ears again.

"Yes, I believe."

This time it was my own voice.

'What, what?'

If you are a timid person, you will definitely be intimidated to the ground by now and shout for help.

But Wu Zhenzhe looked around calmly, and then took out the manual and ballpoint pen from his arms very seriously.

'Suddenly began to hallucinate. Maybe the emptiness I feel in my heart and the monsters I see are symptoms of something wrong with my brain?'

After a brief recording, Wu Zhenzhe drew a question mark with a ballpoint pen.

Wu Zhenzhe, who began to feel strange, put the manual in his pocket, and then accelerated the speed of going down the stairs.

He walked out of the teaching building quickly.

But at this moment, auditory hallucinations sounded again in Wu Zhenzhe's mind.

"In that case, I hope you can believe what I'm going to show you now."

"Ugh!"

Wu Zhenzhe clenched his teeth and covered his ears.

Voices and words that had never been heard ran rampant in his mind, and extreme chaos rushed towards Wu Zhenzhe like a tsunami.

"What, what!"

Among those voices, one voice line was particularly obvious.

"Hunter Cheng Jin-Woo."

" Hunter. "

- "So we... no, how can I help you?"

"hunter!"

"Seong Jin-Woo Hunter!"

Names flooding my mind...Seong Jin-Woo Hunter...

'What Cheng Jin-Woo said...isn't that the student from just now?'

It has also been previously reported that people with mental illness often experience hallucinations of hearing those around them speaking to them.

In other words... is something like that happening to me right now?

Wu Zhenzhe swayed his body and stepped forward, but he had a headache and frowned.

But... no matter how complicated the things in his mind are, every time he thinks of the five words "Cheng Jin-Woo Hunter", the hole in his heart seems to be filled bit by bit.

Wu Zhenzhe sat slumped on a bench in the park, murmuring the name that kept popping up in his mind over and over again.

' Hunter Seong Jin-Woo, Hunter Seong Jin-Woo, Hunter Seong Jin-Woo...'

The clue is in the name.

I clearly know the name "Cheng Jin-Woo".

Think about it.

Be sure to think about it.

Whether it's about his memories or why he has them, he has to figure out the answer.

"Ugh!"

Even if you have a splitting headache, you still have to search for your memory.

Finally, a scene appeared before Wu Zhenzhe's eyes.

"President, do you trust me?"

"Yes, I believe."

"In that case, I hope you can believe what I'm going to show you now."

"What?

The touch from the forehead.

When the fingertips touched his forehead, his eyes suddenly darkened, and then countless images flashed through his eyes.

That is the memory that connects the past, present and future.

Stories about portals, monsters, hunters, rulers and kings.

"How is it possible... how can such a thing happen?"

Seong Jin-Woo, who has become the Shadow King, said this to himself who was so surprised that he couldn't answer.

"For high-level existence, its memory will not be restricted by time."

Cheng Jin-Woo's tone was bitter.

He said.

The king's memory transcends time.

"Ha, ha, ha..."

Wu Zhenzhe couldn't help panting heavily after finishing his memories.

In the non-existent time, his consciousness was briefly connected with Cheng Jin-Woo who existed at a high level.

"Oh my God…..."

The hole in my heart was finally filled, and hot tears rolled down Wu Zhenzhe's cheeks.

Wu Zhenzhe remembered the question he once asked Cheng Jin-Woo when he learned about Cheng Jin-Woo's plan.

"Hunter Cheng...are you going to fight these guys? Just you?"

that answer.

What Wu Zhenzhe sees now is his answer.

A strange young man walking in front of him wearing earphones, and a lover snuggled up to him.

Elderly people walking with their pet dogs, people exercising with the fitness equipment in the park.

There is no portal, no Warcraft, and no war here.

Everything in front of him...is the peace created by his hands.

Thinking of this, Wu Zhenzhe's eyes became even more sour.

"Seong Jin-Woo Hunter...he made it."

Imagining those people who tragically ended their lives at the hands of monsters, Wu Zhenzhe couldn't stop crying.

'No, this is not the time to be sad. '

Today's experienced detective wiped the tears from his face with rough hands.

Even if the whole world forgets him.

Wu Zhenzhe will also remember that he alone saved the world.

Go over and tell him that you still remember.

A sense of mission arises spontaneously.

But at the same time, Wu Zhenzhe was also hesitating.

Would it really be beneficial for him to tell him about this?

'He has forgotten the past now, and now he is just an ordinary student. '

He obviously had many opportunities to tell himself about the past.

He can answer his own questions, and he can also convey memories to himself through his fingers as before.

But he didn't tell himself anything.

maybe…...

Maybe he didn't want to break this peaceful life now.

If this is really the case, then pretending to be ignorant and continuing to live your original life is for the best of Hunter Seong Jin-Woo, isn't it?

Wu Zhenzhe was very distressed.

He thought about it for a long time, and before he knew it, it was time for the students to leave school.

Wu Zhenzhe looked at the students walking through the park and made a difficult decision.

'…...So be it. '

Let's leave the decision to Hunter Cheng Jin-Woo.

If he still pretends not to know after stopping him, then I will respect his decision.