I Became My Ex-Boyfriend’s Concubine - Chapter 90
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Round 90
“…What?”
Had the reflection of herself in the ice just spoken?
The sensation was far too vivid for a dream.
In the moment she stood gaping, bewildered by the inexplicable scene, the ice pillar before her cracked with a sharp snap.
The blue-glowing surface blackened in an instant, and her reflection vanished without a trace.
“What on earth—”
She hadn’t even gathered her wits when the voice came again.
“…!”
At the sound rising from beneath her feet, Dan-bi jerked her head down in alarm.
Her face was reflected on the ice frozen over the puddle.
But it wasn’t merely a projection of herself—it was as though someone from beyond a mirror were staring directly at her.
The figure’s lips moved.
“Who are you?”
Dan-bi stumbled backward from the puddle in shock.
The ice beneath her feet cracked and darkened as she stepped away.
Then a voice echoed from deeper within the Cave.
As if entranced, Dan-bi ran toward the voice.
When she reached a wall where light shimmered, a massive sheet of ice-smooth, frozen stone appeared before her.
Her entire figure—from head to toe—was reflected there. The Dan-bi in the wall slowly reached out her hand.
“Remember you? What do you mean—”
Dan-bi fell silent, staring blankly at her reflection. Something brushed the edges of her mind.
“You… could it be?”
The Dan-bi within the ice pulled something from her pocket—a Flower-patterned Dagger, identical to the one she carried.
Eyes that gleamed with an unsettling edge of killing intent.
There was no doubt. This was the “real” Dan-bi—the true owner of this Game, sharing her body.
“Something to say…?”
Before the words had finished, the Dan-bi in the ice drew a razor-edged dagger from its sheath and pointed the merciless blade directly at her, her lips parting as she spoke.
“What?”
“…!”
Dan-bi hesitated for a moment, then her lips moved.
“There’s no way I—”
The Dan-bi in the ice cut her off, and she closed her mouth firmly.
It felt as though her innermost thoughts had been laid bare.
Still, if she truly was the original owner of this body, there was nothing she wouldn’t know.
In truth, there had been multiple opportunities to kill Lee Hyeon, yet each time she had drawn back her blade.
Dan-bi believed it was because she kept overlapping the Lee Hyeon of this world with the memory of “Lee Hyeon” from reality.
Every time she moved to strike him down, the Lee Hyeon from her memories flashed before her mind’s eye, and she found herself unable to thrust the blade through.
Wait—
Dan-bi suddenly bowed her head at the pain she felt. The sensation from that day, lingering in her thigh, thrummed back to life.
The moment in the burning pavilion when she couldn’t raise her blade against Lee Hyeon, when instead she drove the dagger into her own thigh.
A chill crept down her spine.
Had it really been only the overlap with Lee Hyeon from her memories that stopped her that day?
It hadn’t been. If her memory was true, then at that moment she had actually—
The Dan-bi across from her nodded as though understanding something, then naturally rotated the blade in her grip.
“What?”
“What do you mean…….”
Dan-bi faltered, confusion clouding her voice. But the woman across from her pressed on without hesitation.
“What are you talking about?”
Dan-bi stepped closer, her bewilderment deepening. Nothing the woman said made any sense.
“How do you know Lee Hyeon and I broke up?”
It was impossible.
The Dan-bi in this game was merely a separate character—a script. She couldn’t possibly know about Dan-bi’s memories from before entering this world.
They had to be entirely different beings.
‘Wait.’
Yet there was one possibility—if they shared the same body, there was a theoretical way this could make sense.
If this game truly constructed its world based on Dan-bi’s memories as she’d suspected, then those memories bleeding into the other’s consciousness wouldn’t be entirely impossible.
Still, much of what the woman said remained incomprehensible.
“What does that even mean? A Helper?”
The word the woman had uttered—Helper.
Games did have summoning mechanics for support characters, but why would that term apply to her situation now? It made no sense.
The Dan-bi across from her drew out a long breath, her mouth forming a thin smile.
Then, pointing her blade tip squarely at Dan-bi again, she watched as Dan-bi instinctively stepped back.
Dan-bi’s brows drew tight at the unexpected words.
“……I’m a Helper?”
Suddenly, the pitch-black void that had surrounded her just before she started the game flashed through her mind.
「Would you like to restart the Game from the beginning?」
Was that why such a message had appeared back then?
If that were true……
“Then you called me here?”
Helpers were typically summoned when a user needed them. By that logic, the one who’d brought Dan-bi into this world had to be this game’s Dan-bi.
But the woman fell silent for a moment before slowly lowering her blade.
“What? Then who——”
She took another step forward, her cold eyes fixed directly on Dan-bi.
Just then, the ice cracked again, spider-webbing across its surface before shattering with a sharp crack.
As the light extinguished, Dan-bi reflexively turned. A different glow was seeping from deeper within the Cave.
Dan-bi hurried toward it.
The deeper she went, the light would fracture and vanish, only to reappear from further ahead.
“Wait, where are you going……!”
This Round?
Dan-bi’s footsteps halted at those words.
This Round—could it mean what she thought it meant?
“You’ve been playing this game all along? You’re the Player?”
There were too many inconsistencies in what the woman was saying.
From the claim that she’d summoned Dan-bi as a Helper, to her casual tone about having already gone through multiple Rounds.
It was as if she were the Player who’d been orchestrating this entire scenario since before Dan-bi had even logged in.
But none of that added up.
It was logically impossible for a game world to exist independently without a user connected to it.
Moreover, when Dan-bi first entered this world, the System had clearly acknowledged her as inheriting the records of a previous Player.
That meant another user had to have come before her, someone who’d actually played through this game.
……And now there was something else bothering her.
Just before starting the game, the Status Window had asked: “Would you like to restart the Game?”
If she were merely a Helper, it would never have asked such a question.
That was unmistakably treating her as identical to the previous Player.
Dan-bi chased the wavering light, her voice cutting through the air.
“I can’t understand this. Was I really summoned as a Helper?”
Far beyond the ice, Dan-bi’s reflection spoke in a hushed voice.
“What does that even—!”
She was rushing toward that figure with every ounce of strength she had.
The ice fractured again with a sharp crack, light scattering in an instant, and suddenly her feet found only empty air.
Her body hung suspended for a heartbeat before the darkness below yawned open like a chasm, bottomless and absolute.
“Ugh—!”
She plummeted without time to resist, gravity claiming her whole.
In that lightless void where nothing could be grasped, terror flooded through her—and then it happened.
“Dan-bi!”
A desperate voice cut through the darkness, and strong arms caught her, pulling her upward.
“Your Highness?”
It was a familiar embrace, solid and certain.
Two bodies, now entwined, continued their fall into the darkness together.
Moments later, the roar of rushing water swallowed them both into a deep abyss.
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