Episode 66: Welcome Home, Bro?
"Sorry, man," he muttered, even though the clone wouldn't remember a thing in his next form.
In less than a second, a new presence joined his mind. A new Number One. Fully healed. Back in action.
"Reporting in," the new clone said, his voice clean and crisp like it hadn't been through hell ten minutes ago.
Then, down the hallway, Number Three barged in through the door, gym bag slung over his shoulder, shirt clinging to his sweaty back like a second skin. He had that weird look—that I-feel-strong-today energy. His hair was damp. Probably hit a public gym nearby.
"Yo," Number Three called out, dropping the bag with a thud. "What's with the alert? Gym TVs were freaking out. Everyone ran out halfway through deadlifts."
Do-hyun turned to him, rubbing the back of his neck. "You missed the memo? South Korea just became ground zero for a monster apocalypse."
Number Three blinked. "No way. Again? Bro, we just recovered from the sewer beast."
