Yoon Gaeul leaned against the tightly shut door, letting out a sigh. Despite her sudden entry into the Memorial Dungeon, she seemed to be adapting quite well. In truth, it wasn’t so much adaptation as it was familiarity.

‘It’s probably thanks to the me of this world….’@@novelbin@@

Memories of this world surfaced in her mind one by one.

In the ruined world, there was no time to rest. The areas turning into wastelands increased by the day, rifts kept forming endlessly, and Hunters were constantly on the move, dealing with rifts and monsters. They slept wherever they could find a spot in the library, curled up in exhaustion, unsure of when they would be summoned to the field again.

The number of patients seeking refuge at the Seowon Guild grew steadily. From minor scratches to…

...humans starting to mutate.

Dr. Nam Woo-jin, the Seowon Guild leader, arranged a separate space to house the mutants. Their symptoms included persistent coughing, coughing up a white translucent liquid, and parts of their bodies twisting or mutating. Just before fully transforming, their aggression spiked, and they lost all rationality.

Hunters personally took the lives of patients who reached the pre-mutation stage. It was to ensure they remained human rather than becoming monsters, and to prevent them from harming civilians. Yet, most Hunters hesitated, unable to take that final step…

Creeeak. The door opened. Gaeul extended the towel she was holding.

“H-Here’s a towel.”

“…Oh, thank you.”

Most of these tasks fell to Jeong Bin or Lee Sa-young. Jeong Bin volunteered out of a sense of responsibility, while Lee Sa-young was chosen for his ability to handle things cleanly and without a trace.

It seemed today’s cleaner was Jeong Bin. He wiped the white blood splattered on his suit with the towel Gaeul handed him. His usual gentle smile was absent, replaced by a hardened expression. The man who always greeted people warmly now exhaled a brief sigh before forcing a stiff smile at Gaeul.

“I’ll take care of incinerating the towel. Please get back to work.”

“Ah, yes…”

He turned and walked away. The sound of his leather shoes grew distant with each step. Gaeul peeked through the slightly ajar door. The floor was soaked with a translucent white liquid, and in the depths of the room lay the motionless shape of a person.

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