I looked at Do-Seung with my Insight. I wanted to confirm if the Do-Seung in front of me was the Do-Seung that I knew. Seeing how Do-Seung had the memory of the second regressor, I thought a small part of the second regressor’s persona could exist inside Do-Seung’s body. This didn’t sound like good news to me, as the second regressor was the one who tried to kill me. 0

I would only see one identity if no other identities existed inside Do-Seung. 0

‘…What the hell…’ I didn’t expect this at all. I thought at most, a part of the second regressor’s identity could have remained inside Do-Seung but, this was…0

‘…How many are there…?’ There weren’t just one or two but dozens of identities overlapping behind Do-Seung. Semi-transparent figures were bound tightly over one another behind Do-Seung, and among them, there was one figure that stuck to him especially closely.2

‘Is that the second regressor?’ I supposed. I extended my hand because I thought I could perhaps, detach this figure from Do-Seung right now.0

‘…No, it’s not possible.’ That was beyond my control, and I counted each of the figures stuck behind him. One, two, three, four…there was a total of fifteen figures. 0

‘Does this mean that he regressed fifteen times…?’ It was such an ordeal for me to regress just once. I couldn’t believe Do-Seung...0