Jin So-un, a third-rate martial artist with the ability to remember everything, regresses to 30 years before the Demonic Cult’s return. Going back to the past doesn’t exactly feel like a sign that he’s been chosen to save the world: “If that were the case, they should have at least given me some special ability, or attached the soul of a sage like Jang Sam-bong or something.” A third-rate sect with no future. A pitiful level of martial talent. His hand is simply far too weak to celebrate having returned. “I’m screwed.” Jin So-un’s desperate struggle to change the predetermined despair of the future begins.
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