Because the after-effects of having his neck slashed were still completely imprinted in his memory, he found it hard to believe that he was still alive. Even the pain was still firmly imprinted in his brain.

  He was sure he had seen his own body, which had no body, fall to the ground, so he was a little confused when all five senses in his body were still active.

  'Sense of taste, still active. Sense of sight, still active. Sense of hearing, still active ....'

  As he finished analyzing, he became convinced that he was neither in heaven nor hell. In other words, he was still alive.

  The problem was, he couldn't move his body. It was as if a huge boulder had fallen on him, and it took a lot of effort to even move his fingers.

  His body was immobilized, but his mind was still running. While trying to move his body, he thought about where he was.

  From his sense of touch, he knew that he was lying on a bed. And strangely, the bed he was on seemed to be moving.

  When he managed to fully open his eyelids, he noticed that there was a white cloth wrapped around his face and body. From outside the cloth, there was a shadow of a person. That person was dragging his bed. The vibrations he felt were the proof.

  Not long after, the background of the shadow, which was originally bright, became slightly darker after the person dragging the bed into the room.

  Clunk!

  The sound of a door closing was heard.

  From the sound of it, not only did the metal door close, but the person also locked the door tightly. Even more suspiciously, he started whistling and muttering under his breath as if he was happy about something.

  “Fufu~ Is this my lucky day? Why do I have so many corpses to dissect? Should I ask him for help? Hmm, I'd better take all the money I can get.”

  One by one, the person put on some kind of gloves, as if ready to operate on Zero's body. However, when that person opened the cloth covering Zero's face, he stopped whistling. His body stiffened and stood like a statue. Until finally, his eyes widened, a sign that he was shocked.

  “Arrrgghhh!!!” “

  The person shouted loudly as he saw Zero's eyes were already in an open state and occasionally blinked. Zero's facial muscles could even still move. All those signs indicated that the corpse he thought was dead had come back to life. Like a person who saw a ghost, he staggered and fell to the floor unconscious.

  Ignoring the exaggerated reaction of the person, Zero focused more on the scene that opened up as the white cloth was removed from him. He took in the scene around him with a puzzled look on his face.

  The grayish light from the lamps on the ceiling and the cold air from the air conditioner made him realize that he was in a modern era. Understandably, there were no electric lights or air conditioners in the Netherworld.

  'Is this earth? But, where is this?'

  Zero frowned.

  He tried to get up from the bed he was lying on. He was able to move his hands freely, but when his hands reached across the bed, there was a soft, rubbery feeling wrapped around his hands.

  He turned his head and realized there was a bed with the same cloth cover beside him. When he opened the cloth, there was a woman's corpse inside. Only then did he discover the fact that what he was holding were the boobs of the corpse.

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  'Is this a morgue?'

  He became convinced when he saw the mortuary refrigerators lined up neatly at the edge of the room, some of which were wide open, showing off the corpses lying inside.

  In the center of the silent morgue, the autopsy table stood tall. He thought that if the person who brought him here hadn't fainted, he would have been put there to be dissected and his internal organs removed.

  When he could move his whole body, he got up and stood in front of the door of the morgue refrigerators. Although it was faint, but the reflection of his image could still be seen.

  He was used to the frosted glass in the Netherworld. So, the slightly distorted image reflection was not a problem.

  After all, he just wanted to confirm his guess.

  “It seems that my soul really has returned to my original body.”

  Although he could not see clearly, but there was no mistaking that the half asian and half european face was the appearance of his original body. There were no longer horns on top of his head or a tail on the back of his body.

  [Your soul has successfully returned.]

  [The information update on your status window is running.]

  [Trying to transfer your previous power into your current body.]

  [Process failed...]

  [Detecting obstacles in your body as well as some other reasons.]

  [...Some powers were not successfully transferred.]

  [...Some skills were successfully restored.]

  [For the time being, your power will be stored in your soul.]

  Suddenly, a notification window appeared in front of him.

  He had never seen a notification of this length before. So, he needed a little time to digest the information he received.

  Then he remembered that there was a notification that he had received a gift before Crowley beheaded him. Was the gift he received, the return of his soul to Earth? He wondered.

  But the point was, his power, which he had accumulated over the two years in the Netherworld, was now gone.

  “Status window!”

  [You can't open the status window yet.]

  What a pain in the ass.

  He tried several times to activate the skills he used to have, from shouting the names of the skills out loud, posing with his arms spread out, and other strange movements. However, he ended up like a madman.

  Just as he was about to complain, suddenly the sound of clattering footsteps from outside the room could be heard.

  He remembered that earlier, the person who brought him into this room had locked the door, but with a loud bang, the metal door fell without dignity. Zero was automatically on guard, thinking that it was a gang of people coming.

  Fortunately, his guess was wrong.

  When the door fully opened, a woman came into view. From the white robe and stethoscope around her neck, it was clear that she was a doctor.

  The woman's face was panicked at first, but she quickly turned her face back as if she saw something she didn't want to see. Her eyes were wide open when she looked at Zero's bottom. However, there was no fear like someone who saw a ghost from the woman, instead there was an embarrassed face.

  “Who are you?”

  The first to break the silence was Zero.

  However, the female doctor just tilted her face from behind, looking confused. She didn't seem to understand Zero's words.

  Not long after, Zero realized that he had just used the language he used in the Netherworld, not the language from earth. After realizing this, he asked again using English, which was then answered by the female doctor.

  “F-First of all, use that cloth over there to cover your body.”

  The female doctor ignored Zero's question and shouted loudly, in an embarrassed tone. Her index finger pointed at the white cloth lying on the floor, telling Zero to pick it up.

  Zero looked down and saw his own body, then Zero realized that he was not wearing anything on his body. From top to bottom, his body was exposed without any obstruction.

  The moment he realized he wasn't wearing anything, because he was too shocked by the return of his soul to his original body, his sense of taste realized how cold the air conditioner in the morgue was, so he had to shiver from the cold.

  Quickly, he grabbed a cloth to cover his body, especially the thing hanging between his legs.