Theatrical Regression Life

Chapter 398

Chapter 398

I couldn’t remember my name from my past life, but that didn’t mean I’d forgotten what happened in my past life. Lee Jae-heon, the manager of Ohseong’s planning team, commented that his previous life was truly the worst.

His worst began at birth.

“It’s so weak and corrupt.”

“I don’t think I can really get a role.”

“So, you haven’t even received your name yet?”

“There is no way God would be interested in something like this….”

“I don’t have the energy to bulk up.”

After a short discussion, the woman and the man abandoned him, who was less than 10 years old, on the street.

“Fuck.”

He learned swearing before proper manners and greetings.

“Look at the little brat….”

“Leave it alone. It’s called a viper for no reason.”

The childish but immature naming sense of the back alley scumbags was all there. The adults in the alley called him ‘poisonous snake’ because he didn’t even have a name.

Although he is not very tall, he has a thin and elongated physique, perhaps because he is very skinny, and he has eyes filled with a sinister venom that is rarely seen in children. An expressionless expression as smooth as a snake’s scales. It was a nickname that suited a child with squinted eyes and a fierce look.

“What are you so angry about?”

“How dare that bastard bee who will rip off the intestines alive and eat them in sausages? How dare I…”

“Woah.”

His flamboyant and quiet speaking skills, which could not be expressed even with a rag in his mouth, were also one of the grounds for his nickname, “Viper.”

Perhaps because the child grew up in a dirty and harsh environment, there was not a day when a curse did not come out of the child’s mouth. It was inevitable growth for a weak, unattractive, and incapable so-called ‘baby’ to survive on his own. Even if it was a small piece of trash in a back alley, most people didn’t bother to touch it as long as it was poisonous enough.

Still touched it?

“I will kill them all.”

As if to live up to the nickname “viper,” the child possessed a venom that was hard to find even in someone who had been given a name by God. Although he was a child who rarely made loud noises, he was able to make people faint with just his cold and evil gaze.

“Ha… Haha, what kind of a corrupt bastard like you… Aaaaa!!”

“Puhahahaha! That’s why they said you shouldn’t touch him. Hey, a poisonous snake is biting someone again!”

“Stop fucking watching this kid! Argh…!!”

The child somehow destroyed the person who touched him, even if it meant his death.

Yes, even if it means dying.

“I heard you got bitten by that bastard last time.”

“It’s okay, if you step on a small person like that and kill him, if he shows up again, that’s crazy.”

“Oh… but isn’t that a poisonous snake?”

“…You fucking crazy bastard.”

Even if you die an unspeakably horrible death, this world will not die unless the time comes. No matter how the target killed him, the child came back to life and bit and tore until the end. No matter how terrible a person was, if he repeated that act more than 10 times, he would raise a white flag.

A weak but crazy guy who shouldn’t be stepped on. That was the evaluation of the child abandoned in the back alley.

“You know what? “There is an organization that gathers children and educates them.”

“I can’t go in anyway.”

“They say anyone will accept me as long as I pass the test…”

“How can I pass that?”

“Hey… you can do it. “It would be strange if you couldn’t do it.”

“Are you going to start a fight?”

“Ah, you crazy person…”

The scum of the back alley worked together to send the child to an institution. He was not a child who would obediently follow someone’s back, but the poisonous snake couldn’t help but be tempted by the promise of ‘education’ instead of anything else.

The opportunity to receive an education in this world was very rare. If you belong to a prestigious ‘institution’ in some way, you will usually receive a name, and your chances of being noticed by God will increase accordingly. As long as you were in God’s eyes, you could be granted a ‘fate’ that others did not have. To the people of the world, it was no different from wealth and fame.

The same was true for the little child called Viper.

“…Shall we go?”

I wonder what it would be like to live as a person who can speak, rather than as trash rolling around in the back alleys. The child pretended to be half-hearted by the fierce persuasion of the back alley scum and headed to the institution they had mentioned.

Of course, the child also had an idea. Accepting anyone as long as they pass the test meant that the test itself was difficult, and accepting students without criteria other than ability meant that the inside of the educational institution was crowded and closed to the outside.

So, just by looking at it, I got an estimate.

‘?? ???? ???? ??? ??.’

This world operates according to God’s will, and there was no need for those who went against that will. Dealing with useless things so that they do not become obstacles was one of the purposes of the government’s existence. Since it is an agency created by the government, wouldn’t it need manpower to take charge of these dirty parts?

But it was still good.

“Your ability is regeneration.”

“….”

“If you have good insight and this level of tenacity… that’s great.”

I knew that the sincerity hidden behind the word ‘excellent’ was ‘useable’, but that was okay too.

“Remember, this is your name.”

Anything is better than the feeling I felt when I received a small ID card with my name on it.

“….”

Even trash thrown away without a name now has a name.

“…flaw.”

The smile I made for the first time was extremely awkward.

There were many different students at the institution. There were people who came from the back alleys like children, people who made a living but came in to help their families and themselves, and there were young ladies who came into the institution as if it was natural because they had been the hands and feet of the government for generations.

If you look at it that way, the child is at the bottom of the social class.

“Are you the chief?”

“….”

“Let’s be friends, okay?”

Nevertheless, the child who showed outstanding performance from the time he entered school was ahead of everyone else.

Is it because of my innate nature, my background, or both? The child always performed better than all other students as if it were a given.

Of course, behind it all, there was the child’s efforts to develop his abilities by dying two or three times a week, but that was not important. The only thing that mattered was that he was at the top of his class both when he entered school and when he graduated. For people in this world, all that was left was grades.

“Jangha, I have recognized your specialness since you entered school.”

“thank you.”

“So be happy.”

The instructor said, stroking the child’s head as if he were a pet dog.

“God has decided your destiny.”

“….”

From then on, the child became a villain.

Here, the villain was at a small scale a ‘bad person’, and at a larger scale was a ‘character who stands in opposition to the protagonist’. He was happy that he, as a villain, would meet a terrible ending in the future. In any case, regardless of whether it was a third-rate or first-class villain, a minimum role was guaranteed.

Also, the child and young man thought the role of a villain was quite comfortable and comfortable. It may have been because it suited his extremely cruel temperament well. Even if you saw blood, no one said anything, and as soon as you set the mood, everyone was agitated and couldn’t make eye contact, so it was quite refreshing to see that happen.

It’s not like there were never any uncomfortable moments, even if just a little.

“Do you remember your parents’ faces?”

“I remember.”

“It’s unexpected. The reason is?”

“He approached me as soon as I graduated.”

“You know it’s quite efficient. And they are abominable people. That’s good, then you won’t think much of it when you kill him.”

“That’s right…”

“God decided their fate… that is, your parents.”

“….”

“It is also your destiny.”

I realized only then that the poisonous snake was quite weak to the name ‘family’.

If you think about it, it was a strange thing. The viper was abandoned in a back alley without his name, food, or even a change of clothes, but he never went back to visit his parents. It was different from other targets who took revenge by dying several times just because they touched him. There was a time when I blamed my parents for being abandoned, but I stayed in the back alley until the end and headed to the institution.

And even if his parents came back and secretly approached him, who had been given a noble name and destiny, he did not get angry. My parents weren’t that obnoxious, just bragging and teasing me about how they grew up so well without you.

“….”

However, God decided that ‘Viper’ would not need that aspect.

“All right.”

He was a villain.

Being weak to his family was not necessary for his destiny. The viper had to show his cruelty for the sake of his past history that would add to his long and high notoriety in the future. It was his destiny to become a madman who slaughtered the parents who abandoned him with a smile.

It was a world where you couldn’t die no matter what if it wasn’t the right time, but if you were destined to die, you would die anyway. Since God so decreed, the poisonous snake had to kill its parents as cruelly as possible.

“Save me, save me… Save me…!”

“I’m sorry, mom. “I’m really sorry!”

“Please, please, please…!”

I have to kill him.

“….”

That is my destiny.

Even though that’s why I got that name.

“…Huh.”

Couldn’t kill it.

It was funny. The poisonous snake enjoyed destroying anyone who touched it, no matter if it was the trash in the back alleys or anyone else. But objectively speaking, you can’t kill your parents, who are no different from back alley trash. Even though God told me to do that, I can’t even do that one thing.

This was more than incompetence, it was betrayal.

“I am very disappointed.”

“I will correct it.”

“Yes, we always have a chance to make amends.”

“Yes that’s right.”

“Has it been a while since you were in the training room?”

“Yes that’s right.”

“I never thought I would visit this place again with you…”

A pitch-black, dark room with no windows. There is only one soft light hanging. A rectangular bathtub prepared to relieve breathing and the stuffy moisture that comes out of it.

‘Things that should be dead’ crawling and writhing on the floor.

“Now sit down.”

The chair where I should sit in the middle of the room.

“When you get up from this chair, your thoughts will need to be organized.”

“Yes that’s right.”

“At that time, you will have fully understood the fate that God has decided.”

“Yes that’s right.”

“The blood should have been on your hands, not mine…”

After getting up from the chair, the poisonous snake had to kill my parents.

“But you’re a good soldier, so it won’t take long.”

“…Yes that’s right.”

“…I too have sat in this chair before. No, there were quite a few.”

Crash.

My body was tied to a chair.

The iron lump around my neck was cold.

“Let me help you organize your thoughts.”

“….”

“Do you know the difference between resignation and acceptance?”

pressure.

humidity. pain. The smell of blood.

“…I do not know.”

It was enough time to learn ‘convince’.

* * *

“?Chief!”

A sharp voice penetrated my buzzing mind.

“Manager, you’re out of your mind…!”

“….”

“…are you out of your mind?”

My dazed mind gradually became clearer.

When he was released, Jaeheon Lee was not tied to a chair but was lying on the floor. Seeing that he was not far from the chair, it seemed like Jeong In-ho was trying to pull him out of the chair, but ended up lying on the floor nearby instead. Yes, he was in front of Jeong In-ho, who had come to save ‘Lee Jae-heon’.

Noisy noises were heard here and there, perhaps because the art teacher was going wild.

“….”

It seemed like things went as planned.

“…I’m so sick right now.”

So, as ‘Lee Jae-heon,’ I said what I had to say.

“…I guess so.”

“I’m sick…”

“…”

“…I’m sleepy.”

I wasn’t particularly sleepy. Maybe it was because it was so painful, but my mind was becoming more and more clear, but if I said I wasn’t sleepy, I felt like the work ahead would be too much for Jeong In-ho. Jaeheon Lee was considerate of this chick who was gradually becoming an adult.

If you want to kill someone, this bright yellow thing will need indulgence.

“I’m tired.”

“….”

“I….”

I was confident in my modifications.

“Help me.”

“…Boss.”

“I want to sleep, but I can’t sleep.”

“….”

“…I really….” All

you have to do is remain calm and act like nothing is really wrong.

“It’s okay.”

“….”

“Trust me… will you?”

For a while, the protagonist was silent.

But look, ‘Lee Jae-heon’ was in a situation where he could neither live nor die. Lee Jae-heon, who was numb to the pain, felt his whole body aching, and it seemed like he couldn’t handle it even with the survival kit he brought. However, if we left him alone, ‘Jae-heon Lee’ couldn’t die, even if it was because of his mental strength. You’ll just be in pain.

But wouldn’t it be too inefficient to try to fix it through small fruits?

“…I will believe you just this once.”

In the end, even as the protagonist, he had no choice but to figure out what he had to do.

“Anyway, this episode is a failure. They say there were a few people who died and the plan was doomed from the beginning. “I already roughly figured out what the problem was… and I owe the manager something.”

“….”

“It’s not difficult to pay back in the same way. “It will happen.”

Muttering under his breath, Jeong In-ho traced the floor nearby. What he soon caught in his hand was the thick skewer that the art teacher had used to harass ‘Lee Jae-heon’. Sharp as a long needle and as threatening as a saw, it surprisingly seemed to suit the protagonist well.

He put the end of the skewer to Lee Jae-heon’s neck.

“….”

“….”

“…Still.”

Jeong In-ho laughed with tears in his eyes.

It was the twisted smile of someone going from resignation to conviction.

“We’re almost there, manager.”

Phew.

* * *

Location Eonhak-ro Police Station.

The final deceased was Hong Gyeong-jun.

Tenth regression in progress.

(Continued in the next part)