A sense of déjà vu swept over Jang Maldong as he walked through the hallway.

During Valhalla’s group outing, he had taken Seol Jihu to the hospital to help him see the danger of Paradise addiction.

At the time, Jang Maldong had walked around the hospital and showed Seol Jihu how those that died in Paradise lived on Earth, and Seol Jihu clearly witnessed the ends of Earthlings who met this fate.

But now…

Jang Maldong bit his lower lip. He arrived at the hospital room. Yoo Seonhwa, who was waiting for him in the hallway, lowered her head.

“You’re here.”

“I apologize for being late. It took a while to get it ready.”

Jang Maldong bowed back. Then he flinched just as he was about to walk in.

“By the way, the things I asked for…”

“Yes, I found them all. They were in his apartment room.”

“Thank you.”

“No need to thank me. Please go in.”

“Mm….”

Jang Maldong walked in with a deep breath. He thought he was prepared…

“….”

But when he saw Seol Jihu lying on his bed so weakly, he couldn’t help but have his heart sink.

Seol Jihu’s pupils, which were barely visible inside his narrowly opened eyes, were dim and hazy. His face was sunken in, to say the least, his complexion was ashen, and his once thick wrist had withered to the point he looked like a skeleton.

He looked no different than a cripple.

The stark contrast that this appearance had with Seol Jihu’s previous smooth, smiling face made Jang Maldong subconsciously grab onto his hand.

Seeing Seol Jihu like this, Jang Maldong felt like his heart was being torn apart.

“He just took some medicine…”

A faint voice rang out behind him.

“His mind was too unstable….”

Jang Maldong sighed. He already heard what happened. In fact, he had stayed updated since the first day Seol Jihu was hospitalized.

“What are you trying to jump off the roof for… you’ve got more than half a century to live.”

Jang Maldong smiled bitterly.

“Damned wench. She should have gone alone if she really wanted to go. Even...