It felt strange.
To meet the people he knew now in the dead shapes of the past. The other day it was Na Jo-yeon; today was the same.
Baek Dohyun stared blankly at the TV screen.
[Awakened Management Bureau confirms annihilation of the northern Korean front 9 hours after an Outer Gate opened. “No survivors from guild .”]
[Guildmasters of multiple nations: “We won’t refuse reconvening the International Union through the World Association, but we’re skeptical.”]
Those people, Na Jo-yeon included, were hard to call his comrades, but all of those relationships had been strung together by one person.
So in a broad sense, calling them comrades wouldn’t be wrong. Baek Dohyun cradled his head as a headache began to throb.
‘When is this trip down memory lane going to end?’
Bang!
A door slammed open. Baek Dohyun slowly raised his head. Domi stood there. A face like someone half-dead in a faint. It was a look Baek Dohyun knew.
‘Given today’s date…’
「…H-hic.」
「S-Sa Sejong, that idiot… that idiot…!」
So this was the day the vice guildmaster killed himself.
Listening to that grief-drenched sobbing, Baek Dohyun squeezed his eyes shut.
[Verifying eligibility to enter.