The Story of the Past

 

After subduing three people, no one else resisted.

I examined the remaining people one by one, dividing them into victims and perpetrators.

Of course, since I don’t know the exact details, this is just a temporary measure.

“You have no right to a trial, and as soon as your crimes are revealed, you will pay fines and serve prison terms. All the power you had will disappear, and you can live diligently as ordinary people with nothing.”

Sighs and screams can be heard from around, but no one comes at me.

If they had, I could have made them into what used to be a person.

“Be aware that while you can receive additional punishment for making excuses, you also won’t get any sentence reduction if you don’t say anything.”

-Sentence reduction?

-Is drinking alcohol grounds for reduction?

“If you were coerced into coming here, there’s some room for consideration.”

If they were threatened to the point of losing their jobs and being unable to work elsewhere, I’m willing to reduce it a bit.

Still, it will be stronger than the original punishment.

“Fran. Don’t look away. This is a scene you’ll see often from now on.”

“Under…stood.”

-But that actor was rumored to be upright.

-Behind the scenes, sex trafficking of minors.

-That guild is now ruined too.

-News articles are already out.

For reference, the faces of the three perpetrators have already been revealed.

Since current journalists are also watching the broadcast, it seems articles have already been published.

“If you publish false articles, I will come to you personally. Write only what you see and don’t include your own thoughts.”

Secondary victimization is an act of killing the victim twice.

Since they blatantly committed the acts, I should also take responsibility for the aftermath.

“The broadcast ends here for today. I’ll be back in two days with a simple communication broadcast.”

Now the police will arrive soon and it’s going to get noisy, so the broadcast ends here.

Politics is forbidden on broadcasts.

This is a longstanding tradition that’s been around since 20 years ago.

-Don’t go!

-My dopamine!

♦♦♦

[Actor Kang Jun-young. 20 years of labor and property confiscation on charges of minor sex trafficking, drugs, etc…]

[Mid-sized guild executive Kim Ji-hyuk. Denies guilt, saying “I didn’t know anything”…]

[Better Future Party. “We have nothing to do with this incident”…]

[Is the act of killing a person justified because they are guilty?]

It hasn’t been a day since Tia’s broadcast ended, but the punishment of those involved has already taken place.

Kim Ji-hyuk, who denied the crimes, had his sentence extended and his hunter qualification revoked, after which other criminals accepted their punishments without saying anything.

People criticizing Tia’s actions as too violent appeared in the National Assembly and on the internet, but conversely, the number of people defending her, saying that the world is finally running properly, also increased.

-They’ll just serve minimal time and come back, so it’s better to just kill them

-Let’s revive the death penalty while we’re at it

-This will increase private sanctions

-I never thought I’d see such a refreshing verdict before I died.

-Fuck. But does it make sense to kill people?

-They’re sub-human anyway.

-Life should be respected. What happens if you just kill like that?

-Why have laws then?

As people’s controversy over approval and disapproval grew, two days passed, and Tia’s broadcast turned on.

♦♦♦

The fire was bigger than expected.

It’s good that there are more applicants and people who could be deployed immediately from trainees, but the number of times the government and guilds have been nagging me has increased.

They used to poke me occasionally, but these days they’re showing hostility openly.

They’ve been conspiring these days, and I hope they don’t cause any strange incidents.

‘Today is the broadcast. Tomorrow is the interview.’

I couldn’t rest for two days as I punished each criminal, but today there are still things to do.

Still, it’s just light chatting, so there shouldn’t be a problem.

[Tia-nim’s broadcast has started.]

A channel for my personal activities, not team activities.

It seems too dispersed, but regular activities and hobbies need to be separated.

[Old Story]

“Hello. Today, as promised, I’m here to share a bit about my previous world.”

-Tihello

-The murderer is brazen.

-Have you been well for two days?

-Chat disaster in 10 seconds

-Give back our Junyoung oppa!

“Murderer? After killing so many criminals, this is the first time I’ve been called a murderer.”

There’s a good title like ‘Judge,’ why call me a murderer specifically?

-These are the kind of people who would call soldiers murderers too.

-They’ll wake up only when their own families are harmed.

Since attention is food for such guys, I should just proceed with what I was going to talk about.

“Today, shall we talk about when I first went to that world?”

“Where is this?”

There were no signs of transition.

In an instant, my body moved from a room to an abandoned building.

“My body feels strange too.”

Moreover, my body had changed from male to female.

A chaotic situation where nothing made sense.

This world didn’t give me time to organize my thoughts.

Crack-

Hit by something that rushed from behind, I felt an impact on my head and collapsed to the ground.

Red blood soaked the floor, and my head wouldn’t work due to the burning pain.

Crack-

When I opened my eyes again, my body woke up on the road.

It took 10 deaths to get away from the birthplace.

In a time that totaled less than 10 minutes, only the thought of escape existed in my mind.

“Haa… where on earth is this.”

Thwack-

Just as I was catching my breath, an arrow flying from somewhere approached my eyes.

And when I opened my eyes again.

I was in another unknown place.

“Is this an ability?”

And after dying about 100 times.

I gave up on escaping and focused on gathering information.

First, I identified the enemies who were killing me.

The enemies, whom I naturally thought were humans, were not human.

Beastkin.

From those with animal ears to bipedal animals, there were various types.

Elves.

White skin, black skin. Long-eared ones, short-eared ones. They had all kinds of elves.

Dwarves.

The men were mostly similar, but for women, there were two appearances: men without beards and girls.

The relationship between elves and dwarves varied with each one I saw.

Beings who are the same race, but not the same race.

Finally, after seeing cyborgs, I also abandoned the thought that this was a fantasy world.

There were also non-sentient beings, but since they all looked the same, I’m not sure if they resurrect.

Next, the methods by which I was killed.

Besides ordinary things like arrows and blunt weapons, they also breathed fire or summoned rocks from thin air.

I realized that special powers existed in this world.

However, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t use any abilities.

I could understand a substance called mana and increase my physical abilities, but I couldn’t figure out what my ability was even if I died trying.

Third, what was this world?

A world where you revive no matter how many times you die.

I subdued one guy and made him spill information about this world.

But all he knew was that you revive even if you die.

Stab-

I killed the now useless guy.

It wasn’t my first kill, so I didn’t feel any aversion.

The weapon was a modest dagger with a glass shard wrapped in newspaper.

I originally used an iron pipe but switched to a dagger.

It’s true that my strength decreased after becoming a woman, but the guys here aren’t the type to feel pain from being hit with an iron pipe.

After dying so many times, even being struck with an iron pipe doesn’t hurt them.

You need to cut their tendons so they can’t move even if they don’t feel pain.

[You’ve killed an enemy with equipment you crafted.]

[Equipment crafting ability has awakened.]

When my first kill in this world ended.

I awakened an ability.

“Even this kind of weapon counts as crafting?”

If I had just swung an iron pipe, I might never have known.

[Glass Dagger]

Ability: None

“So, how do you obtain abilities?”

Don’t tell me I, who had never crafted equipment before, have to craft directly?

“There are usable materials though.”

This world is divided into several zones.

Among them are mines and forests, as well as scrap yards and ruins.

“I understand why they call it space debris.”

There’s literally nothing missing, but nothing proper either, so it really is debris.

… I wonder if I can go to a mine.

Such places are likely to be occupied by someone.

Should I just sharpen a pipe instead?

“Or should I use that?”

The cooling corpse of what used to be a dog beastkin.

Bones that are harder than human bones.

Teeth that are sharp enough.

Fur that somehow seems warm.

Using a dead enemy doesn’t feel right, but it’s going to be reborn anyway.

“This is the right way to live in this world.”

I’ve never dissected an animal before.

“For half a year, I spent more time dead than alive. It was really hard to survive.”

The story of the first half-year ended.

Honestly, for more than 10 years after that, the stories are all similar, so there’s no need to tell them separately.

It’s just going somewhere, killing someone, getting materials, crafting equipment, and that’s it.

Of course, the fact that I was a man was kept secret.

-Wow, I thought other returnees had it tough, but this can’t even be compared.

-So you have to learn while dying hundreds of times to become ranked 31st.

“Hundreds of times? I probably died more than a thousand times.”

-But how do you know how to use a knife?

-Kendo maybe, but a dagger?

-Why do you really know?

“As mentioned in the notice, please don’t ask about things before the return.”

Now people on the internet will go around digging everywhere to find my past.

Even so, there’s no information they can get.

There’s no way those humans would have left their shameful acts as they were.

Even when the government looked into it, the record ended with my birth, so it’s impossible to find my appearance with even my gender changed.

“I hope there will be a day when I can talk about the past.”

I wonder if those humans have realized?

If they’ve realized, they wouldn’t leave me alone.

Me, who knows their shameful acts and has the authority to punish them.

“I’ll be back for the next broadcast after the interviews are over, to introduce the newcomers.”

-???

-Is the story really over?

-Show us more!

“I’m too busy these days to find time. Everyone, stay healthy.”

-The broadcast has ended.