I’m Trying to End This Possession - Chapter 286

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Chapter 286

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Demian screamed in agony before crumbling into dust and dying.

Dana snorted with derision.

‘Did you think I wouldn’t know you’d covet the sacred relic?’

I lived as your wife for 10 years, so I know better than anyone what kind of person you are.

Demian was a cowardly human who could betray her and break promises without hesitation to satisfy his own desires.

How could such a bastard truly seek forgiveness?

Demian had no interest in forgiveness.

He probably created that pathetic fragment just because he wanted to possess her even in death. His desire for forgiveness was also just an excuse he created to deny his own baseness.

‘What a disgusting bastard to the very end.’

Dana reached toward the dust he had left behind.

The amber gem she had given Demian—which he believed was a sacred relic, but was actually a cheap amber stone they had bought together during an outing—she flicked away.

Then a black earring rolled out from beneath it.

Dana picked up the earring.

‘Idiot didn’t even know the sacred relic I gave him was fake.’

The real sacred relic was still on the altar floor, wrapped in the corruption she had faintly left behind.

She planned to take it after everything was finished.

That is—after dealing with them.

Dana turned her head. Then she saw those who were blankly watching this spectacle.

“Wh-what in the world is this…?”

The bewildered Priests of Somora.

“Ugh. What? What’s happening?”

“Ah, my head.”

And the twins who had just regained consciousness.

“…What the hell are you?”

And Ingria, who was completely pale with shock.

“You… what did you do to Adma?”

Dana found them pathetic. Why are they just standing there watching? They should at least try to run.

‘Well, as long as they’re on Godom Island, they’re caught by me anyway.’

Dana smiled gently at them. And then.

“Everyone.”

She detonated the black core.

“We were playing tag, weren’t we?”

Then, with a whoosh, black smoke poured explosively from the earring. Instead of releasing it outward, Dana absorbed it into her body.

It was her first time doing this, but she knew instinctively.

‘I can do it.’

I can do it.

As expected, the corruption obediently seeped into her body. It melted warmly like sunlight. Dana grinned at the fulfilling energy, as if she had received a blood transfusion.

She felt good.

Really damn good.

Was it because midnight, the time of madness, had arrived?

Or perhaps.

“I killed Adma Rolland, the one who was ‘it’ and caught me.”

Was it because ‘my turn,’ which I had been waiting for, had finally come?

“Then it’s time for the one who’s ‘it’ to change, right?”

One step.

As she stepped forward, corruption spread across the ground in ripples like waves.

“Right?”

One step, then another. With each step, corruption gathered like clouds. Her black hair, now dyed completely black and swaying behind her, looked like a demon’s wings.

“I think it’s my turn to be ‘it’ now.”

Dana laughed softly with gleaming black eyes.

Horror, fear, terror, shock, disbelief—all kinds of emotions churned before her eyes. As if witnessing a being risen from hell, those gripped by primal fear couldn’t even scream.

Dana showed them one last kindness. Gently, she pointed to the door.

“What are you doing? Hurry up and run.”

Then she laughed like a child and shouted.

“This time I’m it!”

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“Ahhhhh, please, please!”

“Save us, please!”

The Great Temple of Somora was dyed in chaos.

Each of her steps was destruction, and each of her breaths was death. They couldn’t escape. The corruption spread as widely as she desired, like waves stretching far and wide.

“S-Sister! Sister Danae! Please save me!”

When did you ever see me to call me sister, you little prince?

“I-I was wrong! I, I only listened to Father’s words, to Sister Ingria’s words! They said it was the duty of the Aren Royal Family!”

Don’t make me laugh. You enjoyed it more than anyone.

Dana didn’t respond. She simply blew the corruption that had seeped into her body like dandelion seeds.

“Ah, ahhhhh!”

The Aren Royal Family twins touched by her breath crumbled to dust.

“Please spare us! P-please spare us!”

The guards were no exception. Though they didn’t directly participate in the ritual, they were ultimately part of the same group.

The testament left on the wall also recorded the guards’ evil deeds. They had caught those trying to escape and played with them very cruelly before killing them.

“You want to be spared?”

“Yes, yes! Please, please!”

Dana tilted her head curiously. Her black hair flowed smoothly down her shoulder.

“Did you listen when they begged to be spared?”

All the victims had left messages on the wall like testaments.

Someone, please someone take revenge.

Please give bloody retribution to the people of Godom.

Please bring despair to the Priests of Somora.

Was that why? The vengeful spirits of the victims she had seen in the vision seemed to be cheering behind her.

[More, more, more!]

[Make them taste more fear! More extreme fear than the fear I tasted!]

[Let them all tremble in terror and die, kahahaha!]

She was willing to do exactly that.

“All those people who begged and pleaded like that, you played with them all and killed them, didn’t you?”

Dana spoke with a serious expression.

“So wouldn’t it be fair if you also begged like that and then died?”

Thus countless priests rotted to death. Even the shamans’ shamanism was useless. Their shamanism scattered into rotten smoke the moment it touched her body.

“Ah, Somora, Somora…”

The last surviving priest shed tears. Unable to find anywhere else to flee, he squeezed his body tightly into a corner of the wall and trembled.

“Somora, please, grant salvation, Somora, please, Somora, Somora!”

“Oh my. Somora, Somora. How noisy.”

Dana looked at the priest with displeasure, then smiled sweetly.

“Actually, I am Somora.”

“Ah, ahh, Somora! Please save me from the demon’s hands!”

“You caught me. Actually, I’m a demon.”

“Ahhhhhhh!”

In the end, the priest went mad with fear, screaming and banging his head against the wall repeatedly. Growing tired of it, Dana lightly tapped the floor with her toes.

Then corruption spread like a plague, flowing across the floor and devouring the priest’s body.

“Ahh, please! Please, spare me, I was wrong-“

That was the last of it.

The priest quickly rotted and crumbled down to his tongue tip, finally stopping all movement.

Finally, that pig-slaughtering scream was gone. Dana touched her throbbing ears and turned around.

‘Now who’s left?’

Everyone in the Great Temple of Somora was dead.

Anton Roland was nowhere to be seen from the beginning.

Then there was one person left.

‘Ingria.’

She knew where she was hiding.

Even if she didn’t want to know, her panting breath was far too loud.

Ingria was crouched behind that massive pillar at the end of the corridor over there.

Dana deliberately pretended not to find her and sighed.

“Ahh, where could Ingria be? Did she run away?”

She could hear Ingria covering her mouth with her palm, holding back tears. She could feel her trembling all over, paralyzed with fear.

Dana tiptoed stealthily, lifting her heels as she walked. Toward the pillar. Toward where Ingria was trembling.

And then she suddenly stuck out her face.

“Found you!”

“Kyaaaaaaah!”

Ingria screamed and convulsed. Her expression was so desperate that Dana was startled and stepped back.

“Kyaaah, kyaaah, kyaaaah!”

“Ingria. Calm down.”

“Kyaaaaaaaah!”

“Ouch. My ears hurt.”

It wasn’t a joke – her eardrums felt like they would burst.

“Kyaah! Kyaaah!”

It seemed she had gone insane from too much fear. Dana found it both amusing and pathetic.

These people had been happily doing this for so long.

Now that the tables were turned, they really couldn’t maintain any dignity at all.

“Ingria.”

“Kyaaaah!”

“If you tell me where Anton Roland is, I’ll spare you.”

At those words, Ingria’s screaming stopped abruptly. Then she immediately widened her eyes.

“Really?”

Dana chuckled. As expected, this woman was no ordinary person.

“Yes. Where is Anton Roland right now?”

“He, he is.”

Ingria bit her lips, then finally spoke in a cracked voice.

“Right now he’s with Lumiere.”

“What?”

Lumiere was here? That’s a lie. Lumiere should have gone to suppress the riots.

But the next words were even harder to believe.

“Probably in the bedroom.”

“…”

“In the bedroom… the two of them are together.”

What kind of bullshit is that.

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