Trash of the Count's Family

Choi Han felt no emotions about returning to the day he fell into this world and the Forest of Darkness.

“It is an illusion, but it feels real.”

The feeling of the leaves rustling and crunching under his feet, the breeze brushing past his cheek, and the scent of the forest mixed inside the breeze. Everything felt real.

The scent of the forest.

Although it sounds beautiful, a fishy and rotten scent was mixed inside that scent of the forest.

It was the scent of the Forest of Darkness that was a mix of the fresh scent of a forest and the cruel and vicious creatures inside it.

The breeze blowing through this place where weak creatures and monsters could die at any moment had the fishy scent of blood within it.

Choi Han had not known what these scents were when he first arrived, but the now older Choi Han knew the identity of these scents too well.

He had seen a countless number of deaths.

That was why he was feeling nothing right now.

Choi Han lowered his head and continued to look at the family picture inside his wallet.

“…This.”

However, the blurry faces of his family members stabbed at him as it reminded him of his forgotten past.

“This is a bit painful.”

He was sad about all the time that had passed rather than the illusion itself. He could calmly talk about it, but he could not hide the feelings.

‘I did get much older.’

Choi Han realized that he had aged quite a bit as he became nostalgic about the past.

‘But I'm relieved.’

Choi Han was thinking that ‘relieved’ was the best word to describe his feelings right now.

He was relieved because he had seen the older versions of his family through Choi Jung Soo's memories. There were none of his direct family members and he had only seen older versions of some of his cousins, but he was thankful for that.

Choi Han’s hand holding the wallet grew weak.

“…I told you to carry a wallet.”

He didn't remember her face, but he remembered his mom’s voice.

His dad had given him some allowance as he quickly grabbed the wallet after hearing her comment.

‘I remember that.’

Choi Han carefully put the family picture back in the wallet and safely put the wallet in his pocket. He then started to walk.

‘I need to quickly get out of this illusion.’

It was obvious how bad it would be for Cale who was left alone while he was in this illusion. Of course, the situation could be different if Raon quickly made it over.

‘Still.’

Choi Han now had Kim Rok Soo, no, Cale, as his family.

He had considered Cale to be like family for a while, but Cale became his true family after seeing through Choi Jung Soo’s memories.

‘Oh, come on! Kim Rok Soo, why do we share the same birthday too?!’

‘I'm quite annoyed that we were born on the same day so shut up.’

‘…Wow, I'm hurt. Kim Rok Soo, you're so cold.’

‘Shut up.’

Choi Jung Soo and Kim Rok Soo had the same birthday.

‘Hey, hey, Rok Soooooooo.’

‘Don't call me in such a disgusting way.’

‘Ah, it’s such a pity the more I think about it. I could have taken you as a dongsaeng if you were born later than me.’

‘Talk to the wall if you're going to continue with this nonsense.’

‘Wow, team leader-nim! Listen to the way Kim Rok Soo is talking to his one fellow employee! He’s so cold!’

‘Cold my ass.’

Choi Jung Soo had considered Kim Rok Soo to be his brother. He considered Kim Rok Soo both as his dongsaeng and his hyung.

Han felt similarly to Choi Jung Soo that Kim Rok Soo was

different than

Choi Jung Soo’s memories but had even experienced them first hand, but Choi

still took the things he should

things was Choi Jung

Rustle.

his head after

noticed the gaze of the enemy hidden inside the shadows of

old me couldn’t

in confusion that he had

ran and ran some

his uniform pants ripped after being

it was to breathe or that

He just kept running.

He had then fallen.

realizing that the wallet he had

of the

moment those memories

“Ah.”

Choi Han’s sight changed.

had instantly

“Grrrrrrr-”

he had just recalled started to replay

while running could see the wild animal leisurely

if it was savoring the final moments of its pitiful

stared

Han of the past had

‘Soooooooooob. Ugh.’

have the courage to get back up

‘…Dad, mom……’

was too scared of this monster

since he was young, this moment had been too scary for a

to drop

Choi Han of the past could not

needed to

replayed itself in

Crack.

Han’s wallet had been stomped by the wild animal's large paw. The past Choi Han had recalled his family picture and the faces of each family member at

had riled

need to survive! I need

made Choi Han grab a nearby rock and throw it at the wild animal and thankfully it had landed on the wild animal's

keep running away

after a few days but the wallet that was stomped by the

see the wallet under the wild

“…No.”

no, maybe because he knew it was an illusion, Choi Han picked up the rock

the wild

“Roooooooooooooooar!”

and could

reaction. He then quickly started to run. He was running

away from the wild animal,

stomped on like this. He would save it this time. Choi Han did not want to go through his memories, as he had accepted his lost years for what they

“Ah.”

out a

He stepped forward.

would not move. He was just walking in place. He tried to move his foot forward with everything he had, but his feet only moved in

I can't change the past

Boom. Boom.

approach the wild animal no matter how hard

his feet did not follow his will. The wallet was crushed and crushed again each time the monster moved while covering

inside would crumple and rip

‘…Dad, mom……’

cries echoed in Choi Han’s ears. His gaze was focused only on the wallet. The

was at

Chhhhhhh-

to try to approach the wild animal were caught in red chains. The red chains stealthily but quickly

“Ah.”

pulled Choi

as the young Choi

“Damn it!”

to remove the chains. However, it was

Chhhhhhh-

chains that came out of the darkness. Choi Han saw

animal as he had done in the past and

the night he barely survived as he shivered in fear that something else might appear and kill him. It

Choi Han after moving away from the wild animal

“…Ha, haha-”

Han started