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Kim Dokja was a man of many words to say. And like a narrator who constantly moved the story along , Dokja moved through all the events of his life. If he had the choice, he would never go through his tragic life ever again. So instead of facing his own pathetic, insignificant life. He saw his existence through the eyes of another. A man named Yoo Joonghyuk. His reason to live, his companion in life and death. What an awful name one must think- Life and Death.
They saw countless lives and deaths alongside each other, turn after turn after turn. Surely, you must have heard of Yoo Joonghyuk's many regressions his hopping from one worldline to the next. Sure there are 3 ways to survive the apocalypse. But according to me there's a fourth.