I’m Stuck on a Remote Island With the Male Leads - Chapter 290

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Part 2
(Side Story)
Episode 48
Warm breath touched the back of my hand.
The sensation tickled, so I curled my fingers before straightening them again, and I nodded my head.
“I permit it.”
At my answer, Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid finally lifted his gaze.
He had sought permission, but now that I had granted it, he hesitated.
“You understand, don’t you? That I must go now.”
At my words, a tear traced down one of Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid’s cheeks.
He squeezed his eyes shut.
“Kiss me, Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid.”
Then, as if he had been waiting for those words, he wrapped one arm around my waist. With his other hand, he gently cupped my chin and lowered his head.
I felt the soft touch of his lips against mine. Soon our lips intertwined, tender and intimate.
I was certain once more.
This air, this breath, this sensation—this man could be none other than my husband.
[Target: Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid]
[Affection toward the user: 100%]
[Detailed emotional analysis:
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Affection 100%]
A Puzzle Piece seeped out from Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid’s heart.
It spiraled around us as we kissed. A constellation of starlight, glimmering like the Milky Way, traced the path of the Puzzle Piece—as if it possessed a tail.
It was a beautiful sight, but Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid’s eyes could not perceive it.
It was soon absorbed into the holographic window.
[Objective: Find the soul fragments of Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid from the Original Dimension! Completion rate: 1/5]
[Calibrating coordinates for the next dimension…]
[Coordinate calibration complete]
Space began to fragment and scatter.
Only then did Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid’s lips part from mine.
Ah….
I gazed at him with longing eyes.
Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid’s composed face came into view. Because he remained so composed, my heart ached all the more.
“We will meet again.”
So I bid him farewell with those words.
When I deliberately promised that we would meet again, only then did Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid smile.
A circular vortex began to form beneath my feet, and soon it swallowed me whole.
As he watched me disappear, Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid slowly reached out his hand. Even though he knew it would not reach me.
And so I disappeared, leaving Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid behind.
* * *
The soul fragments I had collected seemed to have been absorbed by the system window like an inventory.
And the system window notification informed me of this fact once more.
[Objective: 【Find the soul fragments of Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid from the Original Dimension!】 Completion Rate 1/5]
Would the Enoch from Parallel Dimension #01 be alright?
‘No. Stop thinking about it. Don’t think. Don’t be disturbed. There’s nothing good that comes from being disturbed.’
I still needed to collect four more soul fragments in this manner. I couldn’t afford to let worry derail my work each time.
After all, once I gathered all of Enoch’s soul fragments, the five versions of him would eventually become one person—my husband.
So I would focus solely on collecting the soul fragments steadily.
‘Right. The football club Enoch was easy to conquer.’
I suspected that the most difficult Enoch going forward would be around the one from Parallel Dimension #05.
I sighed and picked up a baseball bat I had found on the street recently, surveying my surroundings.
Kwaaaaaaack—
I could see zombies roaming the streets attacking people.
Damn it.
The difficulty level of Parallel Dimension #02 was also advanced.
Korea destroyed by a zombie virus? This was an apocalypse scenario!!
I pulled out my keyring. In Parallel Dimension #05, it had transformed into an armory, but here it was still a Camping Trailer.
It had already been a week since I possessed Margaret in this world, and I was gradually adapting to this damned apocalypse.
The moment I possessed Lee Jin-ju in Parallel Dimension #02, I inherited ‘some’ of her memories.
Not all of them, but some.
I suspected that perhaps the remaining memories could be obtained by completing missions, just like in Parallel Dimension #01.
This place was Korea, and I was Lee Jin-ju. And Seo Eun-hyuk, Lee Jin-ju’s childhood friend, was this world’s Enoch.
It was that common, drama-like childhood friend cliché—neighbors living next door whose parents were close, so we naturally became friends from a young age.
We even attended the same elementary and middle school, only separated briefly during high school, but ended up at the same university.
Yes, up to that point, it was ordinary.
If the virus outbreak hadn’t occurred while I was enjoying university life as a freshman, it would have remained ordinary.
Although I had only arrived in this dimension a week ago, it was clear at a glance that the apocalypse had happened much earlier.
It had been ten years since I last saw my childhood friend Seo Eun-hyuk. The virus outbreak must have occurred around that time.
Yes. It wasn’t just an apocalypse—it was a post-apocalypse.
‘Damn it. How am I supposed to find Enoch in this situation?’
If I hadn’t seen him in ten years, wouldn’t he be dead?
But the system clearly said Enoch was alive. So that’s why I was transferred to this dimension, but I couldn’t believe it.
“No. How am I supposed to find someone I haven’t met in ten years? At least tell me his location, you damn system.”
[That is a request I cannot answer.]
Sigh. I should stop talking. What’s the point of having a conversation with a system that responds however it pleases?
It often felt as though someone was watching me and answering my questions.
Anyway, I stood behind a building holding a menacing baseball bat studded with nails, observing the movements of the zombies.
Right now, I was in the middle of Yeouido’s financial district.
Yeouido had plenty of places worth farming for Daily Necessities—department stores like the XX Mart, the IFC, and more—but this was a post-apocalyptic world. After ten years, those locations had been picked clean, not a speck of dust remaining.
Besides, the XX Mart was currently one of the largest survival camps in Seoul.
I’d been in a daze for a week after possessing Lee Jin-ju of this dimension, struggling to adapt to this absurd apocalyptic world.
Even someone like me, who’s watched survival shows, was experiencing the apocalypse for the first time.
My Base Camp is on the rooftop of the KBC Hall in Yeouido. Once I’d thoroughly cleaned out the zombies and sealed the entrances, the KBC Hall became quite cozy.
Beyond the stage, there’s a corridor on the First Floor where the performers’ waiting rooms are located, which connects to a passage leading to the KBC Korean Broadcasting Priesthood. I’ve blocked that passage off using printing machines and various other items. The emergency exits are the same way.
Anyway, after finishing my reconnaissance of the area, I returned to my Base Camp.
“Ah. I think I’ll need to venture further out soon.”
Seo Eun-hyuk isn’t in Yeouido.
“System, you’re certain?”
[Analyzing request…]
[Analysis complete]
[Search results indicate that at the current time, no bio-energy from the target (Seo Eun-hyuk) is detected within Yeouido.]
I don’t know where he is, but thank goodness the search function exists.
The KBC Hall was normally a venue for music broadcasts like the XX Music Festival, awards ceremonies like the XX Film Awards, year-end award shows, or concerts—all sorts of diverse events and performances.
But after ten years without performances, the building had become dilapidated, dreary, and desolate.
I swung a baseball bat as I moved along the First Floor performers’ waiting room corridor toward the Stairs.
Broadcast program posters hung half-torn from the walls, and the Floor was cluttered and filthy with broken glass shards and damaged fixtures.
Still, today’s haul from inside the KBC building was a Seoul Map. I also found canned tuna, canned peaches, canned silkworm pupae, and instant cocoa packets hidden in the editing room.
Of course, they weren’t manufactured ten years ago—they were supplies produced by the newly established National Reconstruction Authority (N.R.A). Someone must have stayed in the KBC building and then left. Or perhaps they became Infected.
Anyway, I took those supplies and the Map back to my Base Camp.
The main Stairs of the KBC Hall were divided on both sides of the building, and the one I use is the Stairs the staff used to move Equipment.
Climbing the Stairs to the Second Floor and Third Floor, I could see the rooftop access door.
There was a temporary barrier I’d installed as soon as I possessed Lee Jin-ju.
I’d hung a long String horizontally at the entrance, and from it hung four water bottles filled with Stones in a line.
I’d put bells inside the water bottles so they’d make noise if struck. That way, if a zombie approached, I could detect it from my Base Camp.
I ducked under the water bottles, avoiding them, and crossed over the String before opening the rooftop access door.
The rooftop of the KBC Hall was incredibly spacious, befitting a broadcasting station building.
The waterproofed gray Floor was cracked in places, and on one side stretched a vast garden that the me from the parallel world had temporarily created.
“Lee Jin-ju, you’re truly amazing.”
Every time I saw it, I was astounded, quietly admiring the garden where tomatoes hung in abundance.
I suppose I should call her Lee Jin-ju. After all, the me in this world was still me.
Engaging in self-praise about how all versions of me across every parallel world were truly remarkable, I placed the supplies I’d brought into an ice box, gripped the rooftop railing, and gazed out beyond the building.
Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid from Parallel Dimension #01 kept appearing in my mind, but I tried to erase those thoughts. I deliberately turned away from them.
The kiss we shared, my racing heart—I pushed it all aside and quietly surveyed the world beyond the building.
Beyond the KBC Priesthood and main building, Yeouido Park had transformed into a wild, overgrown Forest, and the National Assembly Building on the opposite side had a survival camp flag fluttering above it.
Yes, there was quite a large survival camp over there as well.
After briefly surveying the area, I immediately unfolded the Map.
“I don’t need Yeouido anymore.”
Seo Eun-hyuk isn’t here.
Then,
“This time, I’ll have to cross the Han River.”
* * *
Margaret Rose Flone had departed.
I had anticipated it, but the blow was far heavier than expected.
I fell to my knees and collapsed onto the floor.
I realized that my inner world was crumbling helplessly.
I could never see Margaret Rose Flone again.
That truth clawed at my chest and struck my head with crushing force.
An unbearable pain surged through me.
Why had I admitted so late that I loved her?
‘I said I would disappear too.’
That I would be absorbed into the Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid of the Original Dimension. Margaret Rose Flone had said so clearly.
I had sensed it myself. That it would happen that way.
The synchronization with the Original Dimension’s Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid was already proceeding perfectly. I could feel it myself.
That was what made it so hopeless.
Because of the synchronization, I even felt as though I had lost my wife. Was this what it felt like to lose half of one’s soul?
On top of that, the world I had lived in was also crumbling.
My inner self felt hollow, as if a single Puzzle Piece were missing.
Only then did I understand. This was the phenomenon caused by the disappearance of the ‘soul fragment’ that Margaret Rose Flone had mentioned.
The world was scattering like a Puzzle Piece that had broken apart. If all of this were an illusion, shouldn’t I too be scattered?
Why did I still possess reason in this situation, and why couldn’t I accept it?
In the midst of this, I felt something crawling and writhing beneath my feet, coiling around my legs.
Looking down, a small serpent with shimmering silver scales was clinging to my legs, trembling violently.
Then, a fragment of memory suddenly flashed through my mind.
When I had climbed the rock face in the Cave before, it seemed that this Silver Snake was the cause Margaret Rose Flone had identified for her fall.
I lifted the serpent that was clinging to my legs.
The trembling Silver Snake, upon seeing me, spewed out a pitiful Fireworks. It was smaller than a fist.
But in that instant, I began to be sucked into somewhere within the space that was scattering like Puzzle Pieces.
The dizziness was so severe I felt nauseous. After being pulled into some space for what felt like an eternity—
Thud.
I and the Silver Snake fell onto the bare ground.
Cough.
Spitting up dark red blood and regaining consciousness, I lifted my head to see an unfamiliar world before my eyes.
And then, strange letters floated in the midair.
[You have entered Parallel Dimension #02.]

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