I’m Trying to End This Possession - Chapter 252

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Chapter 252

 

 

 

Could it really be the Pope?

Danae Grants rolled her eyes slightly while lying face down, then froze in shock.

At the edge of her vision, she saw pure white robes that reached down to the floor. This was.

‘The Pope’s clothing…’

He was standing very close.

Close enough that his robes could touch her fingertips. Yet at that distance where nothing would ever touch.

For a moment, her breath seemed to stop. Truly, she couldn’t even breathe easily.

Perhaps that’s why. Her five senses became extremely sharp. She could feel his gaze acutely on her skin.

Standing tall right in front of her, those piercing blue eyes looking down at her collapsed like a worm.

“That is, we, it’s nothing else.”

“We, we’re not tormenting her. We are here to judge the Diana faith…”

“The, the Sun God would have wanted this too.”

“That’s right! We were worried that woman might be a witch.”

However, she couldn’t hear the Pope’s voice, not even his breath. All she could hear were the nobles’ excuses, babbling in terror.

Danae Grants closed her eyes. She didn’t move, as if she had become a living corpse.

Then for a very brief moment, she seemed to have lost consciousness.

How much time had passed like that?

“…”

She slowly opened her eyes. Now she couldn’t hear any sound at all.

She raised her body.

What had happened in that brief moment?

There was no one around.

Neither the nobles, nor the Pope.

However.

“…Ah.”

Danae Grants grasped the clothing draped over her back.

A pure white robe. This belonged to the Pope.

Not only that, but a horse was tied to a nearby tree.

Clothing and a horse.

Like the son of God in the scriptures who gave his coat to a naked beggar, the Pope had shown mercy to the witch.

A wretched and miserable feeling washed over her.

Danae Grants put on the clothing the Pope had given in charity, rode the horse the Pope had left behind, and returned to the Imperial Palace enveloped in the Pope’s scent.

On that journey, she kept thinking.

About the reason why she had to suffer so much.

‘Is this really all my karma? My sin?’

She thought. And thought again.

She thought repeatedly…

When she finally finished thinking.

What formed at the end, hanging like a droplet, was fierce anger.

‘No, I can’t accept this.’

This kind of life. This kind of existence.

I absolutely cannot accept it.

I cannot accept anything.

 

* * *

 

Time passed from then.

A few years later, Princess Danae Grants’ position had changed like heaven and earth.

Lyos Grants had become her lover.

Now no one could throw eggs at her. They couldn’t point fingers at her carelessly.

“I will protect you.”

Lyos Grants loved Danae Grants deeply.

“So please promise me you’ll stay by my side forever.”

He loved her as if worshipping a god.

“I love you.”

Even more than the Sun God he had served.

Lyos, who became Emperor, established the Diana faith as the state religion for her sake and waged war against the Ramun faith.

“From now on, this man will protect Elder Sister.”

And he assigned Lumiere Roland, the Empire’s greatest soldier, as her guard.

Two years since the bloody storm swept across the continent.

The Emperor secretly met with Pope Justio of the Ramun faith.

“How long do you intend to continue this war?”

“This isn’t a war, Uncle.”

Lyos answered Justio with a slight smile.

“It’s religious conversion.”

“To overturn eighteen hundred years of history serving the Sun God, the continent must surely be soaked in blood.”

“As you know, that’s what we’re doing.”

“Do you truly intend to continue shedding blood?”

Justio’s eyes slowly fixed on Danae Grants.

“For the sake of obtaining one woman?”

For a moment, their eyes met.

Then, as if seeing something filthy, Justio quickly turned his gaze away.

Danae Grants was seized by the sensation of becoming trash.

It was always like this. Whenever she saw the Pope, she always felt like falling to rock bottom. It was as if she returned to that day.

To those times when the fishy smell of eggs came from my body.

“Danae Grants.”

Then unexpectedly, the Pope called her name.

It was the first time. The first time he had called her name.

But it was only a calling. The Pope still spoke without looking at her.

“Countless innocent people are shedding blood.”

“…”

“You must know the cause of that too.”

Danae Grants bit her lips.

She knew.

This religious war. The reason Lyos started the war against the Ramun faith was because of her.

Danae Grants, who came from the Diana faith. To completely obtain her and completely protect her.

The Emperor had begun the war against the Ramun faith.

The stronger the Diana faith’s influence became, the safer Dana became.

Perhaps that’s why. Danae Grants finally had the leisure to look around, not at her own safety.

And she discovered that everything around her was stained with red blood.

It was a sea of blood that Lyos had created to protect her.

Only then did Danae Grants begin to doubt for the first time.

Perhaps their words were right?

 

“She was the most precious woman in the evil Diana faith, wasn’t she?”

“Then she’s no different from a witch?”

“Such a witch should be hung on the execution pyre.”

 

Am I really a witch? I am-.

 

“That thing is a demon!”

“Demon! Kill the demon!”

“A demon who seduced His faithful Majesty and ultimately corrupted him!”

 

Am I a demon?

 

* * *

 

Dana’s soul was swept away again and again through countless timelines.

Once again, the time of Danawin Windsor returned.

“Dana. My beloved wife. You are always beautiful, but….”

Demian Windsor, her husband, loved holding her very much.

“I love these moments with you.”

He also loved touching her, to the point where it was physically exhausting for her.

“I’m too lustful, aren’t I? I’m really sorry.”

It’s okay.

“Do you perhaps dislike it?”

I like it.

“That’s a relief. I really like it too. I love you so much… I can’t live without you anymore.”

I like it too.

A time when she could only say that.

And flowing again and again….

This time, Danae Windsor’s time.

Then next, Danaina Roland’s time.

Then Danae Grants’ time.

Wandering round and round through countless timelines like going in circles, and then.

To this place-

To Yeon Dana’s time, she came.

“Farewell, Yeon Dana.”

Dark night.

Rooftop of a tall building.

Dana’s body collapsed behind the railing.

“Greetings on behalf of the Family Members.”

And the fall began.

Down, down, down.

Into the distant depths below….

That fall felt like eternity.

It seemed like it would never end.

“Farewell, Yeon Dana.”

Dana’s body collapsed behind the railing.

“Greetings on behalf of the Family Members.”

And the fall began.

Down, down, down.

It seemed like it would never end.

“Farewell, Yeon Dana.”

Down, down, down.

Into the distant depths below….

“Farewell, Yeon Dana.”

Down, down, down.

“Farewell, Yeon Dana.”

That fall felt like eternity.

“Farewell, Yeon Dana.”

Down.

“Farewell, Yeon Dana.”

“Farewell, Yeon Dana.”

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It was that moment.

 

[…Finally.]

 

A voice echoing in her head.

 

[Finally found you.]

 

Dana’s soul trembled instantly.

This voice. This sacred sound.

That man’s voice that always made me feel shabby.

 

[Dana.]

 

The voice of the sun.

 

[Come.]

 

A massive golden light soaked Dana’s soul.

Embraced her into his arms.

 

[This way.]

[To my time.]

 

She felt like crying. At last. Finally.

Like eternity, like punishment, after drifting through countless timelines.

Finally he had found her.

He was pulling her.

To my reality.

To him.

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