I Married the Terminally Ill Emperor - Chapter 143
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I Married a Terminally Ill Emperor
Chapter 143
Dahlia ran frantically and grabbed hold of him as he lost his reason.
“Your Majesty! Come to your senses! I’m fine! Please! Come to your senses, please! Gray!!!”
But his lifeless, withered black eyes only glared resentfully at the sky above.
Finally, beautiful and enormous black wings grew from his back.
Her violet eyes widened as much as they could upon discovering the wings.
“Gray! Please! Please come to your senses!”
As the black wings slowly began to flap, Dahlia pulled his neck down and kissed him.
Hot tears flowed down her face from her eyes. The clear dewdrops that fell seeped between their lips.
Dahlia wished desperately with all her heart.
‘Come to your senses. I can’t live without you. Don’t leave me alone like this and go. Please…!’
At that moment, brilliant golden divine power burst forth from her body. The blindingly radiant light powerfully yet gently covered the entire world.
When the black wings that had grown on the Emperor’s back touched the golden light, they gradually turned white.
Dahlia, who had been clinging to his embrace with her eyes tightly shut, lifted her trembling eyelids at the touch of hands tightly embracing her waist.
She could see life gradually returning to his black pupils.
“Your Majesty! Are you coming to your senses?”
The Emperor, whose gaze met hers, slowly closed and opened his eyes, then looked at her with sad eyes.
“…Dahlia? What happened? You definitely died before my eyes… Ah… am I dreaming right now? …Even if it’s a dream, it’s fine. As long as you’re by my side…”
Speaking in a desperate voice, he hugged her tightly and buried his face in her shoulder.
Dahlia embraced him back and shook her head.
“It’s not a dream. I’m alive. I’ll stay by your side like this and never leave for the rest of my life.”
“…It’s not a dream?”
Only then could he vividly feel her warm presence.
He had clearly seen her die before his eyes. Then what was that?
“I don’t know what you saw, but that’s just the past now. I’m here in the present with you.”
“Ugh…”
The past.
As if her words were a signal flare, memories of the past came flooding in like a tide.
They were his own memories, but memories of a past that no longer existed.
Even in that vanished past, he had met and loved Dahlia. As if by destiny.
“Your Majesty, are you alright?”
Dahlia’s violet eyes gazed at him with worry.
He realized why he had longed for someone so much while looking at the dawn sky.
When she had saved Viviana and couldn’t breathe with her pale face, he realized who that woman he had seen overlapping was.
All of it was Dahlia, her.
He didn’t know how he had come to live life again, but it was probably something she had done.
“Dahlia. Did you change the past?”
Dahlia looked up at him with trembling eyes.
“…How, how do you remember? I thought only I would remember…”
“It must be heaven’s will not to leave you lonely alone.”
Gray smiled gently.
* * *
Meanwhile, when the sacred golden radiance touched them, the demon beasts began to melt away.
Kraaaack.
Kyaaaack.
The knight who had been unable to avoid the claws the demon beast had just swung and was anticipating death stared at the demon beast melting before his eyes.
“…What is this?”
The golden radiance reached him as well. New flesh was growing on his torn forearm. With a dumbfounded expression, he stroked his now perfectly fine arm as if it were miraculous.
The knight who had been closing his eyes and waiting for death after being struck by a demon beast also opened his eyes wide as the pain disappeared.
The dark sky was filled with golden light.
“The Princess is helping us!”
The knights rejoiced at someone’s shout.
Then, a large shadow fell across the golden sky. A bird so large it seemed to cover the entire sky was flying above.
It was a bird with a body red like a fire incarnate, exactly like the emblem of the Ruusephon Empire.
The red bird recorded in history had descended to earth.
Every time the red bird flapped its wings, golden powder scattered.
The bird’s beak opened and its meaning was transmitted into everyone’s minds with a rumbling sound.
‘Only the light that has swallowed darkness shall save the world.’
The injured knight, the knight who had faced demon beasts, the knight who had helped up a fallen comrade. Everyone who had been prepared for death in battle against demon beasts let out joyful cheers.
“Waaaah!”
* * *
“Cole! Open your eyes, please…”
Annie was embracing Cole’s body, which had been struck by the suicide bomb, and praying desperately.
But then, the golden radiance descended upon them as well.
New flesh gradually grew on his face, which had been blackened on one side, and it returned to its original skin.
Cole slowly opened his eyes and met her crimson gaze.
“…Don’t cry.”
“I’m not cry… waaaah.”
Annie, abandoning her usual calm demeanor, grabbed onto his body and cried like a child.
Cole gently patted her until her crying subsided.
* * *
“This can’t be. There’s no way the Goddess would love this empire so much…”
The Pope looked at the empire wrapped in golden radiance with vacant eyes.
This sacred light belonged to Halen. But why was this light pouring down on Ruusephon?
“…The Princess, I must have the Princess.”
But then it happened.
Stab-!
Seeing the sword that had pierced through his abdomen, the Pope opened his eyes wide in disbelief and turned around.
Roand was holding the sword and looking at him with cold eyes.
“Your greed ends here.”
“Cough-”
The Pope’s body, spitting blood from his mouth, slowly tilted to the side.
The Pope, his eyelids trembling, whispered for the last time.
“This light should belong to Halen… Halen…”
Roand looked down coldly at the Pope who had died without even closing his eyes, then looked around at the surroundings filled with golden light.
“No. This light belongs to the Princess.”
* * *
Gray, holding Dahlia as he climbed to the highest point of the Imperial Palace, looked down at the Empire bathed in dazzling golden light.
“But how do you hide those wings?”
Gray chuckled at Dahlia’s unexpected question.
She had prevented not only the destruction of the Ruusephon Empire but the end of the world itself, yet she remained as lovely and adorable as ever.
“Well. Should I cut them off?”
“Hmm… They’re pretty though.”
Gray burst into laughter at the wistful tone in her voice.
“How about just becoming an emperor with wings?”
“If that’s what you want, then I will.”
Honey seemed to drip from his eyes as he gazed at her.
“Still, they do seem rather large… Huh?”
As if responding to her words, the beautiful wings that had been shimmering white began to shrink on their own, then disappeared from sight entirely.
Gray felt the sensation of the wings merging back into his body.
“Did they disappear?”
“No. They’ll appear again if I want them to.”
When he turned to show her his back as if to confirm, the black mark that had covered his back was gone, replaced by two white dots embedded in his shoulder blades.
“The black mark… it’s gone. Does that mean the curse is gone too?”
Fear and hope mingled in Dahlia’s trembling voice.
Gray smiled as he looked at her.
Though he couldn’t explain why, he knew instinctively.
The curse had disappeared.
“Yes. You saved me and the Empire. Thank you.”
“…!”
Dahlia threw herself into his arms with a joyful expression.
The Emperor held Dahlia tightly, then gazed into her beautiful violet eyes and whispered.
“I love you. Forever.”
“I love you too.”
Chirp—
Lemon, the large bird resembling flames, cried out powerfully from the rooftop as if blessing them.
* * *
Hallen Sacred Empire, Library of Light.
The old priest diligently swept and cleaned the ‘Scripture Room’ today as well, then left the chamber.
At that moment, a book hidden in the deepest part of the Scripture Room began to glow with golden light and floated into the air.
It was the final scripture, now forgotten by all.
Rustle—
The book floating in midair opened its pages by itself.
The angel most beloved by God came to love a human, broke his own wings, and remained in the human world.
When his most cherished angel broke his precious wings, the angry God bestowed both curse and blessing upon him.
‘My most beautiful and pure angel.
I shall bind you who broke your wings in the bonds of fate.
If you cannot meet the woman of light you loved again, you shall die young.
If the woman of light dies before your eyes, your broken wings shall grow again and your world will be shrouded in darkness.
Only light that has swallowed darkness can save the world.
My most beautiful and pure angel.
Love. And break free from the bonds of fate.
Then your world shall be filled with glorious light.’
-The End-
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