Regret Echoes in the Eternal Game
I had lived my life enslaved by rage.
School violence.
If I had simply carried those wounds from that time, my life would not have collapsed like this.
I posted the wounds deep in my heart online.
I could not bear to see him on television, laughing and chatting.
Honestly, I wanted that bastard who beat me and tormented me to go down in flames.
I wanted to watch him suffer.
I simply wished he would vanish from my sight.
My post spread like wildfire.
It even appeared on the news.
At first, many people supported me.
But public opinion turned without needing much time.
I had no evidence.
School violence from my school days.
There was no way evidence remained.
Empty words became hollow screams,
and at some point I was the evil bully envying a successful classmate.
Time passed. The netizen detective corps exposed my identity, and I lost my job.
After losing my job, my life slowly sank to the deepest bottom.
I experienced the true bottom several times.
There were moments when I thought my life could not possibly get worse.
But today.
Upon receiving a single call, I finally realized that nothing had changed until then.
My mother’s overwork death.
The news that my foolish self had been supported until the end by my mother sent me plummeting into hell.
What kind of life had I lived?
School violence, what was it?
If I had just struggled alone,
whether it festered or not, hidden in my chest,
I would not have burdened my family.
“AAAAAAAAA!!!!”
In the dark mountain forest.
I screamed toward the hellish world.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!”
It was not words.
It was simply a howl of rage and regret.
“Uh... ah...”
How many times had I screamed like that?
My voice had grown hoarse and could not come out properly.
With a heart this frustrated,
my pathetic throat could not even vent one percent of the resentment inside it.
“Ugh...”
I had not lacked opportunities.
Even after losing my job, I could have worked hard.
At that time, I could have forgotten school violence entirely and just lived my life.
I had been wronged at least once or twice in my life.
Foolishly.
I had wasted time devoured by rage.
This was me ruining my own life.
Of course, the bastard who tormented me had no fault.
It was regretful that I, consumed by anger, could not protect my precious people at the time they needed it.
“Mother... ughhh...”
I wailed with my throat torn open.
I desperately wanted to spit even a little of the frustration in my chest into the outside world.
“Ugh...”
Ding.
In the quiet mountain forest.
When only a clear mechanical voice filled the world,
a crisp mechanical voice rang out.
- Oppa, I received today’s salary and sent it right away. Keep going...
-XX Bank 11/11 01:11
21811**1581
Deposit 1,000,000
Balance 1,002,410
Why did I live such a life?
It was regrettable.
Enslaved by rage, inferiority, and injustice,
I cursed myself for failing to care for the precious people.
Drrriing. Drrriing.
- Kronia won.
The game gambling hall results appeared on the smartphone screen.
“...”
While living like a parasite attached to my mother and sister after losing my job...
I gambled in games.
To become rich?
Because I was greedy for money?
No.
That was not the reason.
It was to feed the bastard who tormented me in school days, no matter what.
To me, who knew nothing about the law, what I needed was a lawyer.
A capable lawyer at that.
So I needed money.
The only way for me, who had lost my job, to obtain that much money was gambling.
“Truly... I am a fool.”
This match result burned all the money I had left.
The thought flashed through my mind where to bet the 1,000,000 won I had received from my sister.
“Truly... why did I become like this...”
I stopped my habitual finger reaching toward the game gambling app.
Instead, I sent my sister 1,002,410 won.
With a short message...
- You’ve suffered a lot because of me for a while.
- I’m sorry because I’m your older brother.
I sent all my remaining 2,410 won along with them.
But strangely enough,
a trace of attachment remained in me.
If I received a million won back and gambled again, it seemed I could earn 10 million won.
And with that money, I seemed able to uncover the truth of the school violence in the past.
“Insane bastard...”
I had thought that thought hundreds of times over.
So I gambled, gambled, gambled,
and came to this point.
I threw the smartphone to the ground.
I stomped on it, stomped on it, stomped on it.
As soon as I looked at the smartphone, it was on.
And the gambling app had opened.
“XX!! What kind of damn smartphone is made this tough!”
I gripped the smartphone tightly and threw it with all my strength below the cliff...
“Eh???”
While holding the smartphone with the game gambling app open,
it fell below the cliff.
.
.
.
“Doun-ah. Wake up. We have to go to school.”
“... Mom?”
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