Revenge with the Power of the Final Boss-Chapter 118
From a young age, Baek Seo-jin's parents were his entire world.
Though born as the second son of the Baekho Guild, one of Korea’s top ten guilds, Seo-jin monopolized his parents' affection. From early on, he could sense his natural talent and superiority over others.
Even before his older brother, Baek Seo-jun, was kidnapped by the villain So Kang-seok, Seo-jin had been hearing whispers about being the heir to the Baekho Guild. And as early as when he was five or six years old, Seo-jin had felt his parents' disdain for Seo-jun.
"If Mom and Dad dislike him, then my brother must be a bad person," he firmly believed as a child.
Determined to cling to this belief, Seo-jin convinced himself that his older brother was a bad person—had to be a bad person. Because if Seo-jun wasn’t, then his parents, who had rejoiced at Seo-jun's disappearance, would become the villains.
And his parents, in his mind, were unquestionably good people. They had to be good people.
He couldn’t allow his world to collapse.
Even at the age of fifteen, Seo-jin continued to ignore reality. But when he became an S-Class Hunter, and the truth became unavoidable, he resorted to undergoing a procedure to suppress inconvenient memories.
"It’s all wrong," he thought.
However, when the procedure was undone and only his will remained, Baek Seo-jin saw the full truth with his own eyes.
His brother, Baek Seo-jun, had done nothing wrong. Everything had been his parents’ fault.
Seo-jin had ignored this truth and instead committed heinous acts, as monstrous as his parents'. There was no escaping it.
"Seo-jin!"
"Oh, my son!"
Baek Hyung-won and Kim Yoo-jung found Seo-jin’s location quickly and ran toward him, pulling him into their arms. Behind the couple stood Baekho Guild’s key members, a force they had brought along just in case.
"Father… Mother…"
When Seo-jin called to them in a feeble voice, Kim Yoo-jung’s expression faltered.
"S-Seo-jin! Why are you suddenly calling me 'Mother'? And why do you sound so weak? A-Are you hurt? Let me see if you're okay."
Kim Yoo-jung’s beautiful face showed genuine concern. Her eyes, brimming with maternal love, bore a sincerity that Seo-jin had once found reassuring.
Yet this time, Seo-jin felt no joy.
If he were his old self, he would have been proud to see her care and love. But now, knowing the truth, her gaze twisted his stomach in agony.
"Why… why did you do that to my brother?"
Suppressing the urge to scream, Seo-jin forced an awkward smile and replied, "…I’m not hurt."
"Not hurt? Then why do you seem so drained? Just moments ago, you were so lively in the video you posted! What’s going on?"
"Seo-jin, tell me what’s wrong," Baek Hyung-won added, his voice full of concern. Seeing his father’s worried expression almost made Seo-jin sick.
Had his father ever looked at Seo-jun like that, even once?
Probably not.
"Kim Ho-jun, or rather, Baek Seo-jun… Is it true that he’s alive? Did he do this to you? That ungrateful bastard dared to return and…!"
"If it’s his fault, he must not be forgiven! That wretched child… How could he do this to us after everything we did for him? We raised him, gave him everything!"
As his parents burned with vengeful fury, convinced that Seo-jun was to blame, Seo-jin did something he had never done before: he raised his voice at them.
"Stop it. Just stop!"
"Seo-jin?"
"S-Seo-jin?"
Taken aback by their son’s unexpected outburst, Baek Hyung-won and Kim Yoo-jung stared at him in shock. Seo-jin’s voice trembled as he continued.
"The procedure… it’s been undone. I’m back to my senses now."
"Undone? Oh, so that’s why you’ve been struggling! Do you need the procedure again?"
"So that’s it… You’ve been suffering because of that! Did Baek Seo-jun, that wretch, undo it?!"
Most likely, Seo-jun had undone the procedure. Seo-jin was sure it was part of his brother’s revenge—to force him to face the truth.
And his plan had worked.
His parents, however, seemed oblivious to what the procedure truly meant to him.
"No. I won’t go through that again! Never!"
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"Seo-jin?"
His parents were genuinely confused, failing to grasp the gravity of his words.
"The procedure… it was horrifying. Because of it, I committed so many wrongs, lied to myself, and justified it all! Tell me… what exactly did my brother ever do wrong?"
Baek Seo-jin’s question left his parents in stunned silence.
They had never imagined their ever-dutiful son would challenge them like this.
"He’s… You know what a disgrace he is!"
"No. He did nothing wrong. Even when he was a child… he ate at restaurants because you starved him. He didn’t leave to buy new clothes because you never bought any for him—he wore secondhand rags. While I was given expensive meals and clothes worth hundreds of thousands of won, you gave him barely enough to survive. When he dared to speak up, you locked him up, telling him to live on less than 10,000 won a day."
Baek Hyung-won and Kim Yoo-jung were flustered by Seo-jin’s accusations. They quickly tried to cast a sound barrier spell, but it was too late.
Other people had heard everything.
"What is this?"
"So… Baek Seo-jun was abused by the Baekho Guild?"
"How could this happen…?"
Seo-jin’s allies—Kim Chul-woo, Park Sun-hoo, and Bae Ye-rim—stood in shock. They had come to support Seo-jin but were now grappling with the disturbing truths they had just learned.
Baek Hyung-won’s eyes glinted sharply.
"We’ll have to silence them."
Just as he was about to act, a voice stopped him.
***
"You…"
Baek Hyung-won scowled as he turned toward the voice's owner.
The man before him had blue hair and red eyes, a striking resemblance to himself in his youth, yet with features that filled him with disdain. Despite the undeniable similarity to his beloved son, Baek Seo-jin, the face of this young man in his mid-twenties brought back vivid memories of a childhood he preferred to forget.
"It's been a while."
Standing beside Baek Seo-jun was Seomun Ye-jin, her icy gaze fixed firmly on Baek Hyung-won.
Nine years had passed since they last met. No longer the young girl she once was, Seomun Ye-jin exuded a mature and commanding presence. The girl he once tried to ruin socially by manipulating women's organizations had now become an SSS-Class Hunter, someone far beyond Baek Hyung-won’s ability to challenge.
Yet, her mere presence still irked him. To him, she would always be beneath him.
"She’s nothing but a foolish woman with no taste in men."
How could she have ended up with someone like Baek Seo-jun? Why would she stand beside him?
In Baek Hyung-won's mind, Seomun Ye-jin should have been Baek Seo-jin’s wife. Didn’t she realize how much Seo-jin wanted her? If she truly understood, she would divorce Seo-jun immediately, beg Seo-jin for forgiveness, and dedicate her life to serving him, even as a slave, if necessary.
But here she was, glaring coldly at him.
"You ungrateful wretch, Baek Seo-jun!"
Baek Hyung-won gritted his teeth audibly. Yet, he didn’t dare attack Baek Seo-jun.
He was well aware of the futility. Challenging an SSS-Class Hunter would only end with his own defeat.
Instead, Baek Hyung-won decided to use the one weapon he still had—his position as Seo-jun’s father. He planned to manipulate public opinion, tarnishing Seo-jun’s reputation through carefully crafted lies.
"I’ll claim he’s an imposter, not the real Baek Seo-jun, and pin the blame for the academy attack on him!"
With this plan in mind, Baek Hyung-won decided retreat was the best option for now.
"Seo-jin, let’s go back for now."
His priority was to get Seo-jin back to the safety of the Baekho Guild.
Using the recent villain attack and the identity of the academy president—whom he planned to label as Kim Ho-jun impersonating Baek Seo-jun—Baek Hyung-won intended to stage a dramatic appeal. He would tearfully plead for the so-called imposter to stop slandering his family.
With such a display, public opinion would surely side with him and Kim Yoo-jung.
After all, who would believe the sudden claims of a man asserting he was the real Baek Seo-jun over the heart-wrenching testimony of grieving parents?
