How the Regressed Munchkin Chews Up the Tower

When people were slaughtered on the 1st floor, clueless and helpless,
I didn’t care.
It had nothing to do with me.
When the Sword Empress sacrificed herself to stop the Death Dragon on the 64th floor,
I didn’t help.
It had nothing to do with me.
When the 500-strong su*cide squad fell one by one, exhausted on the 80th floor,
I turned away.
It had nothing to do with me.
And now, having finally reached the top floor of the Tower,
“Damn, there’s no one left.”
But it’s not over yet.
“This time, I’ll tear the whole thing down.”
A socially broken, absolute powerhouse who’s returned to the past will show you how to chew up the Tower.