The Regressor’s Personality Training

Cha Woowon was being swayed by the pace of others. It was something Danwoo never saw in the future, so he couldn’t stand it.

‘This is the past.’

Danwoo couldn’t imagine such a stupid Cha Woowon, not even with his creativity. This was reality.

What do people who return to the past usually want?

To succeed and not relive past regrets.

Danwoo’s life was a series of regrets, and if he were to pick some of the biggest ones, there was always a certain person entangled in them.

That was Cha Woowon.

This child, who was unnecessarily good-natured, had a sense of duty, didn’t listen to others, and later died in <The Last Dungeon>, was Lee Danwoo’s greatest regret.

‘Can I change it?’

Lee Danwoo’s heart pounded so hard that he couldn’t breathe.

‘Can I give back what I took from him?’

* * *

The police car arrived at the exam centre.

“You two, I’ll call you!”

“Good luck on your exam.”

“Fighting!”

Ignoring the cheering words of the police officers, Danwoo entered the examination room. He could feel the eyes on him, along with all the noise and the examiner’s words.

Danwoo stood in a corner, leaning his head against the wall in thought.

‘As soon as Cha Woowon passes this test and becomes a hunter, he’ll join Celestial.’

He was a member of the guild’s attack team, and later when <The Last Dungeon> raid was held, he died.

<The Last Dungeon> became the tomb of hundreds of thousands of hunters, and Lee Danwoo was the lone survivor.

There was only one team that cleared it. It was <Lee Danwoo’s Team>.

At first, the dungeon had a structure that was difficult to figure out for the first person who entered it. That was because there were traps that messed with the common logic one would have in a regular dungeon.

Moreover, the trap was fatal for a human like Cha Woowon. You could say it was an ant hell, as it was almost impossible to escape it alive. However, it wasn’t an ant that died, it was a human.

‘Let’s think… There are two ways.’

Danwoo thought as he stared at the wall.

1. He prevents Cha Woowon from entering <The Last Dungeon> and Lee Danwoo manages to clear it himself.

In that case, the problem was how to prevent Cha Woowon from entering <The Last Dungeon>.

That was because this ‘good guy’ would throw himself away to stop the <Apocalypse> as soon as it started.

‘Break his limbs?’

Healers weren’t just for decoration.

If it was Cha Woowon, he would turn Lee Danwoo into a ball-jointed doll in exchange, and then he would heal and enter <The Last Dungeon> anyway.

The act of attacking Woowon in the first place meant risking his life.

‘Grab a hundred men and attack him?’

If that were the case, Cha Woowon wouldn’t have been treated as ‘the hope of mankind’. There was no way that a hundred people would gather at the suggestion of attacking Cha Woowon in the first place!

2. Lee Danwoo raids <The Last Dungeon> together with Cha Woowon.

Lee Danwoo currently knew the method of attack, and Cha Woowon would become the master of the sacred sword in a few years.

If Cha Woowon, the ‘master of the sacred sword’ and the ‘hope of mankind’, followed Lee Danwoo’s method of attack, <The Last Dungeon> could be cleared without any problems.

If Cha Woowon followed Lee Danwoo’s method of attack.

‘…’

26-year-old Cha Woowon was a dictator. It was like his ears were blocked, and he ignored Lee Danwoo’s words without as much as a blink.

However, the present Cha Woowon was a naive child.

He wasn’t the Cha Woowon who had entered a guild, become the leader of an elite attack team, and grew up surrounded by humans who never opposed a word of his orders.

‘So let’s do that.’

When Danwoo made a decision, it was time for the first round of the test. The hunter exam consisted of two rounds, where physical stats were measured in the first round and one’s actual ability was evaluated in the second one.

Since there were many hunters who lived off their skill even when their physical stats were low, the first results didn’t bother the examiners much.

Lee Danwoo also measured his physical stats.

‘…’

When he lifted the iron ball, it didn’t even rise one centimetre.

“…?”

The machine announced the result.

[Strength: F]

The examiner took off their glasses, rubbed their eyes, and grabbed Danwoo, who was about to move on.

“Would you like to hear that one more time?”

“The result is correct.”

“…?”

Danwoo removed his arm from the machine after finishing the high jump, running, and the last mana measurement.

[Mana: F]

The result was the same as in the past.

Danwoo was proud of himself.

‘So this guy thinks that he can become a good hunter with these stats?’

The last examiner had an expression that seemed to be asking, ‘Why did you even come here?’

‘Did he come to become a real hunter with his F-Rank mana? Or did he want to take solace in the fact that he took the hunter exam once?’

They were probably thinking thoughts like that.

Even if he wanted to make a living off of his skill since his physical stats were low, he still needed to have the mana to activate it.

Since the mana stat measurement was the last in the procedure, the last examiner could identify Danwoo’s overall stats.

‘I guess I’m good.’

Passing by them, Danwoo looked around the examination hall. Then, he went straight to Cha Woowon.

Cha Woowon was surrounded by people. Danwoo knew that those standing close around him were his followers.

Cha Woowon wasn’t the kind of person to actively tell people to ‘follow me’, but strangely, there was always a group of people around him who followed him.

‘But why are you here?’

His cousin, Kim Jigyu, was hanging out near Cha Woowon.

Since it wasn’t of his concern, Danwoo approached Cha Woowon. When Cha Woowon didn’t stop him, the followers around him widened their distance so that the two could talk comfortably.

Danwoo wanted to give a bitter smile. How long had it been since he last saw this scene again?

“Cha Woowon.”

Cha Woowon’s eyes widened.

“You know my name.”

‘Of course…’

What could Danwoo do to forget Cha Woowon? He wanted to spend a day not thinking of Cha Woowon even for a moment, so Danwoo tried to do something.

The attempt wasn’t successful.

Danwoo spoke with a smile. Because no one treated a nice person badly.

“Team up with me.”

“…?”

“You’re going to join a guild.”

“I am…”

“Don’t.”

Cha Woowon’s expression darkened.

Cha Woowon’s personality was evident in the fact that he didn’t say, ‘What are you doing, trying to give me an order?’

The young Cha Woowon was soft and had patience.

“Make an attack team with me. It’ll just be us, along with some other geniuses to make up a select few. The goal is to prevent the <Apocalypse> and clear <The Last Dungeon>.”

“I thought you didn’t like me.”

‘…?’

The two hadn’t fought like dogs yet, so why would he think that Lee Danwoo didn’t like Cha Woowon?

“How come? You’re the first person I unconditionally want to have on my team.”

“Oh really? It didn’t seem like it.”

Cha Woowon said mildly.

“However, I have a guild that I will enter. Thank you for the offer. I didn’t know that you valued me. I’m glad.”

‘Are you really glad?’

He refused with an answer that could be said to anyone.

But Danwoo wasn’t disappointed. Would only one or two guilds approach Cha Woowon, especially when he was such a promising youngster? The centre must have tried to catch him too.

‘They would have offered a down payment or something.’

There was no reason for Cha Woowon to pass something like that.

Because Cha Woowon’s purpose was greater than what the world had to offer.

Lee Danwoo knew Cha Woowon.

‘The <Apocalypse>, which returns about every 20 years.’

“If you want to stop the <Apocalypse>.”

“…?”

“You shouldn’t go into a guild.”

“Wait… It’s the opposite. You have to join a guild to stop it. There are heroes in the five guilds who have gone through the previous <Apocalypse>. Those who have already experienced it will be able to prepare for the next <Apocalypse>.”

Cha Woowon had a noble and responsible personality. He was like a hero drawn directly from a painting, and Lee Danwoo never understood guys like him before.

However, the fact that Cha Woowon’s logic was so resolute was an encouraging point.

Didn’t it mean that he could be persuaded if he broke that logic?

“No, no. We have to. They’re too old.”

“…”

“Even now, they’re not active after putting their name under a guild, so what are those people preparing for? And if they did their part, they would have prevented the previous apocalypse. But they couldn’t stop it. A hero with a sacred relic had to sacrifice themself to stop it, right? The existing guilds don’t have an answer.”

The ‘hero with a sacred relic’ that Lee Danwoo spoke of was Cha Woowon’s mother.

That was why Cha Woowon was expected to be a promising star as the ‘son of a hero’.

‘He’s not the kind of guy to get angry if someone mentions his late mother.’

If he was, wouldn’t he have to get angry every time he hears the words ‘son of a hero’?

Cha Woowon opened his mouth.

Then, he narrowed his brow and tilted his head. He folded his arms and looked at Danwoo.

“That seems plausible.”

‘That’s right.’

“But I don’t know if you’re a genius. According to your plan, we have to gather prodigies to prepare for the <Apocalypse>, right?”

Lee Danwoo almost grabbed Cha Woowon by the neck, but he endured it.

“No, you’ll find out.”

“How?”

A light smile appeared on Cha Woowon’s face. Because that blunt and easygoing guy only laughed when he pissed Lee Danwoo off, Lee Danwoo was fuming in anger.