Only Evil Disaster remained.
Evil Disaster asked, "It's been a long time since we last met, hasn't it?"
Shen Yu looked at Evil Disaster...
Scenes from years ago flashed through his memories—their falling-out.
Their ideals had clashed, their positions had diverged.
He had set out alone on the only path to a solution—the dead end of searching for Anomaly Tamers.
His companions' doubts and accusations.
Their personalities had increasingly headed toward ruin.
Madness, obsession, bloodlust.
They had become humanoid anomalies, one after another.
Their emotions and actions had drawn ever closer to those of anomalies.
Anomaly Tamers suppressed anomalies.
Anomalies devoured Anomaly Tamers in return.
The despair of having no way forward.
The oppression born of human nature.
Bit by bit, it pushed Anomaly Tamers into the abyss.
Anomaly Tamers and ordinary people should have joined forces to fight anomalies together, but for all kinds of reasons—for the complexity and greed of human nature—Anomaly Tamers had been pushed to the opposing side.
It became a three-way standoff between Anomaly Tamers, anomalies, and ordinary humans.
The suffering of Anomaly Tamers, the fear of ordinary people, and the rampant devastation of anomalies.
It seemed that this world had been broken from the very beginning.
If things continued like this, Shen Yu could see no path ahead.
Anomaly Tamers had limited lifespans. Even those who suppressed anomalies lived shorter lives than ordinary people, never knowing when they might die from an anomaly's backlash.
Ten years? Or five?
Once the powerful Anomaly Tamers among them had all died, who in the world would be able to keep the anomalies in check?
The Horror Game was still invading without end.
More and more anomalies poured out of the dungeons like locusts.
Even if Anomaly Tamers kept suppressing them, it was only a drop in the