I’m Trying to End This Possession - Chapter 283

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Chapter 283

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Demian traced through his memories.

When did I start fearing her hatred?

Yes, it was then. When he took Danawin to the Empire.

Very occasionally, Demian had taken Danawin outside the Sanctuary to the Empire.

In case Danawin might come to her senses and run away, he made her into an even greater fool than usual before taking her to the Empire.

She could only give basic responses, and when they returned to the Sanctuary, she would forget everything she saw and heard in the Empire—even forget that she had been to the Empire at all—a perfect fool.

In other words, she was in her most primitive state.

That’s when he had asked her.

“Darling. Do you love me?”

“Yes.”

“Then tell me you love me.”

“I love you.”

Demian became infinitely sad.

Perhaps because he had made her into a fool, her raw emotions were transparently revealed in her clear eyes.

Burning resentment and hatred, rage. Only fierce grudges that seemed to pierce through her entire heart.

Demian had never seen such enormous hatred.

‘If you regain your senses, you’ll want to kill me, no—even in death you’ll hate me terribly.’

That day would surely come someday. The day she returns to the future and regains her senses.

The day she would come to hate me.

Suddenly he felt a chill of fear.

He was truly scared. He really hated the thought of receiving her hatred.

Then should he let her go?

Yes, to be forgiven, he would have to let her go, give her freedom, and restore her sanity.

But he truly hated it. He was really afraid of her leaving him.

Demian embraced Dana, who had become a fool.

“I love you…”

Tears flowed from fear.

“This is also love, isn’t it, Dana?”

“Yes.”

“You acknowledge that this too is love, don’t you?”

“Yes.”

Though he knew it was despicable and cowardly.

He was so happy the moment this woman was in his arms.

Before holding Dana, he couldn’t even remember his past when he had dreamed of an ordinary life. What kind of person he was before, what kind of life he lived—it was all hazy.

Karl had once mentioned in passing.

The Windsor Family was cursed.

Cursed by the woman trapped in the frozen lake.

If this was a curse, he never wanted to be freed from it.

So Demian came up with a good method.

In life, he would greedily possess her…

And in death, he could ask for her forgiveness, couldn’t he?

‘Yes. After I die, I’ll leave a fragment of myself to beg her forgiveness.’

So Demian volunteered for human experimentation for the first time in his life.

It was a very dangerous experiment that tore apart a piece of his soul and created a spiritual double using the information he possessed.

‘Yes, that’s exactly me.’

Demian’s fragment.

A double created to seek her forgiveness after death.

Now that Demian was dead, the fragment he left behind had to apologize to Dana. It was created solely for that purpose.

But unfortunately, Rodrigo was one step ahead.

He had placed a suggestion on Demian’s fragment.

“Bring Dana to me.”

It was much weaker than the mind control placed on Danawin Windsor, but it was still sufficient suggestion to control him, who was merely a soul fragment.

“You must bring her to me. Without fail.”

So there was no choice. He had to obey quietly.

That’s what he believed, but.

“Let go of this…”

The moment he heard that trembling voice, the moment he saw her reddened eyes from crying too much, her wet lips, her shaking pupils.

Demian realized like lightning.

The suggestion that held him was certainly very strong.

But right now, in this moment, his desire to possess Dana was even more intense than the suggestion.

It was ridiculous. His sexual desire that Dana had criticized as a disease. This enormous desire that made his blood rush downward whenever he saw her had become the driving force to overcome the suggestion.

“Demian, let go of this. I won’t go to Rodrigo.”

She was so alluring right now. This face sobbing while leaning her delicate frame against his chest.

Did Dana know that her crying face sexually stimulated men?

Probably not. If she knew, she wouldn’t show such a defenseless crying face like this.

Demian asked, pretending to be calm.

“You won’t go to Father?”

“That’s right. And I won’t leave with you either. I have something I need to do on this island right now.”

“I see…”

Yes. That’s how it should be. Because you’re looking for the Sacred Relic.

Demian found himself very satisfied with her answer.

She won’t give herself to Father either.

Because she belongs in my arms.

What would happen if he defied that suggestion?

“Don’t forget. If you disobey my command, you’ll die within 24 hours.”

24 hours.

Death.

“But if you successfully carry out my command, I’ll extend the time you can survive for a very long time. You should be able to live without difficulty for at least 24 years.”

24 years.

Life.

Which should he choose between the two?

Actually, there was no need to deliberate.

“Dana. As you know, I don’t have much time left…”

The answer had been decided long ago.

“So if you could give me just one memory to cherish before I disappear, I will help you with your work.”

“A memory?”

“Yes. Just one fragment of memory that would make me have no regrets even if I gave up my long life and died. That’s all I need.”

Speaking gently, Demian caressed her cheek. Her tear-stained face was stimulating.

He wiped away the moisture gathered at the corners of her eyes with his thumb. The sensation of her long eyelashes trembling was lovely.

“Just let me serve you. That’s really all I need.”

“….”

“That’s really all I need.”

If he could hold her even once, he would gladly spend all his remaining time. That was his sincere feeling.

“If you would do that for me, I will dedicate my remaining time solely to you.”

“….”

“So, Dana.”

Dana breathed silently.

Demian felt her breath touching his palm. All his nerves were focused on her, so he could know everything without even looking. How she curled her fingertips, how she curled her toes.

“I want to make you feel good. As you know, when you’re happy, I’m happy too….”

He slowly lowered his face.

The moment he breathed in her fragrant scent, he suddenly remembered the time he had been jealous of Lumiere. Inside the carriage. The time he had been lonely watching them alone. The time he had been jealous again and again was now being perfectly offset.

From then on, he could barely think. She was dazzling as if molded from silver, and his mind was simply dyed pure white. His mouth was sweet as if it held cherry blossoms.

“I love you.”

His tongue tip was sweet as if it would melt away.

It was more ecstatic and wondrous than a long, long life—he would be content to live just one day and die.

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Ingria was furiously angry.

“Where the hell did that woman go!”

They searched the maze garden thoroughly but couldn’t find Danae anywhere.

Eventually, they all gathered in the basement of the Great Temple.

In the dark sanctuary, under torches hung on the walls, the priests talked nervously.

“The sacrifice to be placed on that altar has disappeared!”

The priest pointed to the black altar standing tall in the center of the sanctuary.

“Where did Duke Roland go at a time like this?”

“He went out to smoke a cigar earlier and hasn’t returned. He told us to proceed on our own.”

“How can he be so irresponsible? Where is he and what is he doing?”

Anton, who was practically the leader of this secret society, was absent. In his absence, everyone’s gaze naturally turned to Ingria.

Ingria gripped her axe tightly and shouted.

“The Roland Family has betrayed the Aren Family!”

“What? Surely not….”

“Anton Roland isn’t here right now either! And the one who attacked me and my younger brothers was Adma Rolland!”

That damn bastard.

It was just one blow, but he had hit so hard that her eardrum seemed to have burst in one ear, causing continuous ringing, making her dizzy, and her mouth was all smashed up with five teeth knocked out. Most of all, her cheekbone had completely collapsed.

If the Somora Priest hadn’t urgently cast healing shamanism on her, her life would probably have been in danger.

Moreover, the twins still hadn’t woken up. Even now they were leaning against the basement wall in an unconscious state.

She wiped away blood with a handkerchief and shouted.

“Listen carefully, priests! This is Roland’s betrayal. As soon as I return, I will report this fact to my father, the King of Lucille, and break the agreement with Roland.”

“What? Are you sure that will be alright?”

“What wouldn’t be alright about it!”

“Well… I understand you rely heavily on the Roland Family in diplomacy with the Empire….”

“Hmph, even so.”

Ingria laughed.

“If we open our mouths once, Roland will immediately face extermination.”

“…Isn’t that the same for the Aren Royal Family?”

“Both families have committed human sacrifice! But Roland has committed even greater sins! Don’t you know that Roland’s crimes are heavier?!”

The priests looked at each other, seemingly not wanting to get involved in the fight between giant whales.

Ingria spoke firmly.

“Don’t forget. The Somora religion has had an alliance with the Aren Royal Family for over a thousand years. You must side with Aren.”

That’s when it happened.

“Betrayal, you say.”

Creak, a man walked in, opening the massive stone door.

“You seem to be misunderstanding.”

It was Adma Rolland.

Sparks flew from Ingria’s eyes when she saw him. She gripped her axe tightly and accused him.

“Adma Rolland! How dare you lay hands on me!”

“Consider it heavenly fortune that it ended with just that much, Ingria. If I had my way, I would have wanted to chop off your neck with that axe.”

“….”

Silence fell. Everyone was shocked by the murderous words Adma had thrown out with a smiling face.

That’s Adma? The pathetic, pathetic one who was ignored even by the island’s commoners?

“Just kidding, just kidding. Smile.”

Adma laughed heartily, but no one could relax their tension. It was an intimidating presence unimaginable from the usual Adma.

“Anyway, I’m sorry about various things. I got too absorbed in the game of tag.”

Adma Rolland lifted up the limp woman in his arms and grinned wickedly.

“I wanted to be the one who catches the goat.”

Danae Rolland was unconscious in his arms.

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