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Coughing quite loudly because of the strong scent around him wasn't something Ryu Gunwoo had thought about before he'd gotten drunk overnight.
Well, maybe he was experiencing this kind of thing because he was drunk. How many bottles did he drink last night huh? he don't know, the important thing right now was why was he in this room?
What is this place? What kind of cheap motel did he go to when he was drunk? Thankfully he was alone in this room. He wonder what kind of chaos would happen if he woke up with someone beside him.
"Uh... Bathroom."
Whatever it was, it was better to go to the bathroom first. His head was still very dizzy, the very strong scent that he thought was a strange odor finally felt familiar. Pheromones, Gunwoo must have forgotten to take his suppressant pills and ended up with an uncontrollable pheromone scent. As an omega, he had experienced this several times, it was nothing new for him to forget to take a suppressant pill.
"...Fuck"
Falling down quickly right after he saw the mirror, Gunwoo hurriedly got up to confirm what he had just seen.
"What the fuck?" Another curse escaped his mouth when he saw a face that was very different from his own in the mirror. The expression was full of shock as if it was mocking Gunwoo's endless miserable fate.
"Am I still drunk?"
Gunwoo tried not to panic. It failed of course when he realized that even his voice had changed, but he chose to wash his face anyway.
This reflection in the mirror still hadn't changed. An unfamiliar face that Gunwoo had never seen anywhere, a young man with a face that looked so tired. Long hair that was messy, eye bags that were clearly black, a thin body that trembled every time he moved.
As for the latter condition, Gunwoo wasn't sure if it came from the owner of this body or from Gunwoo's own panic.
"Okay, calm yourself down" Gunwoo slapped the cheek of this unfamiliar body and began to pace in search of any clue that could help his situation.
Ryu Gunwoo was currently in a motel that was in a similar condition to where he lived when he was in college.
A dusty futon, several walls plastered with mold, the strong smell of his pheromones and an empty pill bottle with a letter beside it.
A suicide attempt.
Gunwoo sat on the futon and chose to read the contents of the paper there. It did not take too long to understand the situation of the original owner of this body.
A young man with omega dominant status who unfortunately lacked good social skills. An orphan who had no guardian from other relatives, a pathetic young man who questioned why he should live when his own life was not expected by anyone.
There was a bitter taste in his mouth when he read this will...
What was the name of this incident? Gunwoo tried to remember the name of the incident where someone's soul was switched for some reason. Hmm... Don't they call this transmigration? But this incident, which was similar to what he often read about in webtoons or web novels, usually occurred complete with dimensional transmigration.
But Gunwoo didn't transmigrate. He was still in Korea, and the same toxic environment. The only difference was that their souls were switched.
Tsk, even after transmigrating, his fate is still not good. Maybe it would be a different story if he woke up as a prince or son of a wealthy noble family...
Trying to regain his sanity, Gunwoo chose to do something more useful.
He tried to find the identity of the owner of this body, it wasn't difficult because the wallet containing the ID card was on one of the tables there.
[Park Moondae 0X1215 - 3XXXXXX]
"The end of the number 3..."This body is younger than Gunwoo.
"Look at his face.. "Gunwoo fell silent for a moment after seeing the face on this ID card. A young man who is actually handsome, but looks so gloomy.
The pungent citrus Aroma had previously been successfully controlled. Thanks to his experience being an omega, regulating emotions so that his pheromones don't break is not a very difficult thing to do.
Well, Gunwoo didn't quite understand the difference between Omega and dominant omega personally, but that wasn't something he could prioritize right now.
"If I wake up to be park moondae, there is a possibility that his suicide attempt failed. Moondae might wake up to be Ryu Gunwoo and the current confusion"
Gunwoo took a deep breath. Remembering that he lost consciousness after drinking many bottles of alcohol in the summer.. Actually, it's the same as a suicide attempt.
Park Moondae's current situation may be worse than him right now.
"It's better to go home.. "His steps stopped right after he opened the door.
Snow?
Silent like a fool for a few seconds, Gunwoo hurriedly ran to enter while looking for the calendar.
No matter how bad the motel facilities are, the calendar on display should be correct.
Snow? Why is there snow? I'm sure i didn't pass the exam in July!
".. Fuck!"
Looking at the year displayed on the calendar, Gunwoo fell to the floor again. Calendar from three years ago..
What exactly happened?
He didn't just swap bodies with other people? He also became a regressor now? The strong Aroma of citrus brings him back to reality.
"Shit"
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After calming down for the umpteenth time, Gunwoo sat back on the futon while compiling the chronology of the story.
First, he failed the civil exam for the second time.
Secondly, he spends part of his money on alcohol and uselessly wastes the time of his life.
Third, he wakes up to become park moondae. Incidents like this are commonly referred to as transmigration.
Fourth, his status as omega changed to dominant omega in this body.
And the last one, he retreated to three years ago. It makes him a regressor.
There was a good chance that he was not from the same dimension as the previous one.
"Haaaa, this is driving me crazy"