Animosity transcending

[Recalling of trauma finished.]

Youngwoo suddenly was standing in the alley, all alone. 24 hours: this was how much the skill rewinded time, and it seemed to be a constant value. His heartbeat was rapid, his eyes were full of tears. Hair on his entire body was standing up, and all his muscles were tensed. He wanted to run, scream, and attack everything in his sight. The feeling was actually weighing his shoulders down so much that he suddenly found himself on his knees.

Having watched the same happening second time, he was able to tell exactly where it happened. He recognized the trees that were harmed, as he had seen them a few times already when he was jogging in the park. But, this time, Dragon Witch's feelings of animosity were transmitted in full. No, actually, they were amplified. With his calming skill failing to activate, it instead made him suffer even more than she had originally. And then, a thought appeared in his mind.

He must kill them. It was a feeling so strong that he'd feel like he'd die if he didn't fulfill it. He noticed a notification appear in his field of view.

[Your frame of mind is very unstable. Skill 'Calm Mind' cannot activate.]

[Your frame of mind is very unstable. Skill 'Calm Mind' cannot activate.]

...

It repeated a few more times, before he finally ignored them and soon enough, they stopped appearing altogether. He had to kill those thugs. No, wait, he had to calm down. Kill, calm down, kill, calm down, those two thoughts reverberated in his head as his entire body shook.

He knew how to do this. Hell, he already had his hand on the tool he could use. In the moment that he was spending fighting with himself, a thought appeared.

'10th floor was cleared literally a few minutes before 1st of January, 2040. They did it to announce a great decade... that's about 1200 days... I... I can't do this...'

But, his hands seemed to have thoughts of their own. Still shaky, they lifted the longsword he loved to use, and suddenly swung it, spinning it on his right wrist, causing it to slash his throat cleanly. Indeed, this was a blade enchanted with magic. It cut through his neck easily despite having little speed. And, in the moment that he felt the darkness envelop him, he knew it. He could, and he would do it.

[You have died.]
[It was **** by your hand. There are no skills you can learn. No trauma will be displayed.]

'1 done, 1199 to go!'

[You have died.]

...

[You have died.]

'600!'

No matter where he was. In the kitchen, he'd stab himself with a knife. In the shops, he'd simply slice his throat with whatever he could find. When there was nothing to kill himself with, he'd simply run into the Gate and jump off a cliff on floor 5. Day and night, he kept on doing it. Feeling of anger he felt went beyond what he thought possible for a human to endure. Unyielding flame that wouldn't go down until he destroyed its source.

[You have died.]

'233! No, wasn't this 232?' He suddenly thought and his hands stopped just before he did it again. People started looking at him weirdly, someone started walking towards him, seemingly to ask what's wrong. But he didn't care. He took out his phone and looked at the time. 2 July, 2040. It looked like he lost count somewhere along the way.

He dropped the sword weakly and sighed. The rage inside of him was still burning, but, having felt it for some time now (it was just about a week since he begun this spree), he started becoming used to it. Just a little bit, that is, but that was enough for him to stop for a minute.

A young man walked up to him and asked him something. It seemed to be 'Are you alright?' that came from his mouth. But Youngwoo didn't answer. Instead, his resolve to finish the matter strengthened.

"Half a year to go!" He declared, accidentally out loud. Before the boy could ask what he meant, Youngwoo took his knife from its pouch by his waist and stabbed his heart without hesitation.

'How strange.' He thought as the world started being consumed by the darkness. 'It doesn't even hurt anymore.' Indeed, when he thought about how he was poisoned by his ability, no pain could be felt. Could it be that he simply got used to it so much? That didn't matter.

[You have died.]

[You have died.]

...

[You have died.]

[Your action caught attention of Tower's Master. They look at you with curiosity, awaiting your next move.]

'Just a few more!' He thought as he checked his phone. 6th January. 'Let's get there a little earlier!'

[You have died.]

Youngwoo gasped for air as he let go of the sword just before he killed himself again. He wouldn't have problem doing it again, but... he had a gut feeling. He looked at his phone. It was 30th of December, 2039.

He let out a long, heavy sigh. He was in his room, his computer fired up on Tower's Daily. Looking at the hour, he saw 22:42.

"Haaah... haaaah..." He huffed. He might've been angry, furious, but he still was tired. It wasn't just that it was a late hour; constant ****, happening over and over again through entire week of time was putting a mental strain on him. He might've had Calm Mind, but at this point it was useless to him. "I'm here."

Suddenly, a notification came up.

[The Tower's Master watches you with curiosity. They ask "What was so important that you'd want to kill yourself so many times?"]

"Don't you sit in my head, Master of Tower? And you didn't get rewinded?"

["Beings of higher power may not resist the power to turn back time, but they can still sense it."]

"...and you decided to let me have my privacy?"

["That is correct, mortal. Then, why did you do this?"]

It seemed that this person/being, whoever they were, really took interest in him. Youngwoo understood this a little. A person like him, who could literally rewind time to get the results they wanted, would be unpredictable, and therefore amusing to watch. It was similar concept to an anime character being of chaotic nature, whether they were good, neutral or evil. They were difficult to simply state: they'll do A. And he fell neatly into this category.

"I want to get rid of this anger."

[The Tower's Master chuckles vividly, but nods in understanding. They note that the journey in front of you truly only begun. "By turning back the time, you took back what happened after this day. The good, the bad, and the unsure. Now, you can use this power to shape your destiny anew. To achieve this, you will need unbreakable will, unshaken heart, and unquenchable flame. Allow me to give you help, one time."]

[Tower's Master casts skill 'Emptiness of Mind' on you.]
[Your frame of mind stabilizes. Effect of skill 'Calm Mind' is in effect.]

["Mortal. May your story be blessed with good companions." The Tower's Master returns to their throne, intent on watching you intensely from now on.]

"...thank you?" Half asked, half said Youngwoo. Well, he couldn't argue that this was good for him; the rage he's been feeling was becoming quite tiring for him. In fact, alongside the way, he started wondering whether he'd be able to actually calm down even if he dealt with what caused this. Hell, if it wasn't for Tower's Master, would he be **** to live as a berserk from now on? That'd be bad.

'Let's go to sleep.' He thought as he closed his laptop and just laid on the bed. He barely even cared to cover himself with the sheets; he was too tired.