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“Hey! I got myself a new scar!”
Looking up at the shout, Se-Hoon watched as a man burst into the workshop, shedding his tattered armor like it was nothing. But after seeing the man’s grotesque figure, Se-Hoon instinctively averted his gaze.
“What made you act this crazy again…?”
“You don’t know what you’re talking about. This battle scar… shows the fierce struggle I went through…”
“Haaa, there he goes again.”
If he sustained an injury, he should have gone to the hospital. Yet for some reason, he always felt the need to flaunt his wounds as if he couldn't tolerate going unnoticed.
Exasperated, Se-Hoon considered chucking a hammer at Manuel but then figured it would just make more of a mess. However, that didn’t mean Se-Hoon no longer wanted to throw something at him. Looking for something to throw, Se-Hoon paused when he suddenly stopped hearing the sound of a man undressing and felt his presence approaching.
“Look at this.”
“Screw off.”
“Oh, come on. Seriously, you’ve got to see this one. Even you’ll be impressed.”
Sighhhh-
Well aware that Manuel would likely just come right up to his face to show him if Se-Hoon kept ignoring him, Se-Hoon reluctantly turned his head.
“Ugh, you’re so disgusting…”
Standing in front of his eyes was the lunatic, Manuel Ortega. Stripped to the waist with his face obscured by his tangled hair and scruffy beard, Manuel was grinning.
Repulsed, Se-Hoon groaned as he lowered his gaze to see what Manuel was so proud of—the scar spread across his chest that was shaped like an X near his burned sternum. Looking closer, fresh skin was just beginning to grow around it, the surrounding veins bulging ominously.
“How… how the hell did...
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