As a cradle rocked back and forth in a cozy room, a baby’s cries filled the air.

Kang Yoon-Soo slowly opened his sleepy eyes and said, “I’ll go.”

“Please,” his wife replied sleepily.

Kang Yoon-Soo stretched his arms, then went over to the cradle. Then, he picked up and began slowly rocking the baby, saying in a calm, gentle voice, “It’s okay…”

He comforted the baby by calling out a name he could no longer remember. The baby soon stopped crying, and soon had a bright smile just like its mother’s. It was if the child had never cried to begin with. Perhaps the baby really liked its name. Was that why it had suddenly stopped crying?

Then, Kang Yoon-Soo suddenly wondered… Why could he not remember anything about his child? The baby’s name, appearance, and everything else related to his child was a blur to him.

Kang Yoon-Soo’s hands trembled uncontrollably, and he kissed the baby’s cheek and whispered, “I’m sorry, dear one…”

The day the Demon Lord was going to appear was fast approaching, and the world would be destroyed and he would regress…

…no matter how happy he was right now.

***

Kang Yoon-Soo opened his eyes when a droplet of water fell from a stalactite above him and splashed onto his cheek. It was still early in the morning, and he was in the basement of an abandoned building, which served as the den of a...