To the weak-ass clowns crying about regret—miss me with that pathetic energy. This manhwa wasn’t made for tissue-soft readers who flinch at a shadow. The title screamed what it was, loud and clear. If your pea-brain couldn’t catch the vibe from chapter one, that’s Darwinism in action. This isn’t your safe space, princess. Pack your feelings and bounce—real ones only past this point.
