Limited Extra Time - Chapter 193

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The Doomed Extra’s Time

A Full-Length Romance Fantasy Novel by Ja Eun-hyang

The Doomed Extra’s Time

Special Side Story Episode 18

“Thank you for coming to rescue me, Millaiyen.”

“Don’t mention it.”

He pressed a kiss to her forehead.

I couldn’t fathom why this woman, who grew more endearing with each passing moment, made me want to pull her tightly into my embrace every time I laid eyes on her.

If I could, I wanted to hide her away completely, where no one else could ever see her.

“Hello, Carina Leopold. It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Periel Kalos.”

“…Ah, yes!”

Carina Leopold’s eyes widened in surprise.

“Nice to meet you, Periel.”

At her familiar greeting, Periel Kalos’s eyes widened slightly before returning to their normal state.

The man smiled gently and nodded.

“I came because I heard there was a problem I could help with.”

“It seems like that might actually be

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resolved already. And I have something to give you. I’m sure you’ll love it when you see it.”

Is that so?

Periel Kalos asked with a puzzled expression.

Yes, I’ll tell you as we go.

I’m delighted, really. Millaiyen hardly ever speaks, so I wondered what kind of person he was, but he turned out to be quite pleasant.

What on earth are those two talking about?

Nothing much. The road to the Northern Territory is long. We should hurry.

Periel Kalos urged the two forward.

Watching Periel Kalos stride ahead with long steps, Millaiyen burst into quiet laughter.

Carina Leopold, walking beside him, carefully took his hand.

Millaiyen’s shoulder flinched, and he glanced at her sideways.

Carina Leopold opened her mouth with a soft laugh.

You know, Millaiyen.

Yes.

I had that dream. A dream so sorrowful and heartbreaking, yet undeniably happy in the end. A dream where I clung to life with such longing, yet could not live it. A dream where the sun finally came to a world where miracles were all I had ever known.

…

Millaiyen’s eyes widened. He seemed to dimly understand what she was saying.

Millaiyen, let’s go to the Winter Mountain Range someday. Just the two of us, and if we have children, we’ll take them too.

Millaiyen’s pupils dilated.

The image of himself weeping sorrowfully in that dream surfaced in Millaiyen’s mind, and he stared at her in astonishment for a long moment before clenching his fists tightly.

Yes. Yes, of course. Let’s go, again and again and again.

I like it.

Carina Leopold smiled as she squeezed Millaiyen Pestellio’s

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hand with renewed strength.

She laughed softly and shyly pressed her lips to his cheek before pulling away.

“Did you realize we never made it to the Winter Mountain Range?”

“…You’re right. I should have gone. I should have tried this and that.”

On a spring day once filled with regret,

a memory from the past scattered away on the gentle spring breeze drifting from afar.

“Millaiyen Pestellio, let us find happiness.”

I understood the heart with which he had spoken those words to me.

“…Those are my words to say. Do not forget—you are perhaps the only person I will love for all my life. So this time…do not leave me behind.”

“Yes, I will do my best.”

Upon the breeze that blew between them,

the two whispered softly, their hands clasped as they strolled slowly through the Garden.

“What wind is this? Atelier, what do you make of it?”

“I don’t know.”

“You visited Chronos not long ago—did you perhaps glimpse some tedious future? Surely you know that showing humans the future is forbidden, no matter how much you cherish the

child.”

“….”

The God of Art rested her chin in her hand, her brow furrowing with displeasure.

“Look, fate has been completely twisted after all. Even my own child.”

So that’s why the God of War had taken those heavy steps and crossed into her domain—her child had become entangled in this mess.

The one who should be dissatisfied was actually me.

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‘To be precise, I rewound time itself.’

After experiencing that future, Atelier had languished in shock for a while before eventually seeking out the God of Time and paying whatever price he demanded, ultimately using his divine authority to turn back the hands of time.

Had the Chief God discovered this, I would have faced severe punishment and likely a lengthy period of confinement. I had accepted that risk when I acted.

‘Anything is better than losing my child twice.’

That impossible book I had sent down proved remarkably effective.

Now I could finally address the foolish mistake I had made in the past.

‘It wasn’t meant to be a blessing passed down through generations.’

I never imagined it would be twisted so thoroughly that the very roots would rot.

That one who first founded Catlan would have grieved deeply to see this.

“Hey, are you listening?”

“Quiet. If you’re the God of War, go wage your wars. Stop buzzing in my ear—you’re irritating.”

Atelier, appearing as a tousle-haired boy, casually scratched her ear and sprawled across the bed. Her honey-colored eyes were heavy with ennui.

At that weightless gesture, the God of War’s stern expression hardened further.

The beautiful man, hardly believable as the God of War, stood with arms crossed, staring down at Atelier with rigid disapproval.

“I cannot fathom why you insist on that form when you possess a female essence.”

“What does it matter to you what shape I take? Stop your incessant nagging, you insufferable creature.”

“Do you possess no sense of propriety whatsoever?”

The boy clenched his teeth and shot to his feet.

The moment he stepped forward and descended from the bed,

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his boyish form expanded and transformed, until a woman stood before him with long, pale-green hair cascading down her shoulders and a golden laurel crown adorning her head.

“Enough of your noise. Leave now. Chronos will be arriving soon.”

“…Chronos? Why would that wretch come here?”

“Must I explain everything to you? Stop pestering me and just….”

“I asked why he’s coming.”

Kairon, the God of War, seized her wrist.

She gave him a gentle push as his beautiful face drew near.

‘How could I possibly explain that my own child grabbed me by the collar in shock and demanded I reverse time in exchange for anything, and that the price is now serving that God of Time? It’s utterly humiliating.’

It wasn’t merely her collar that her own child had seized.

To be honest, my very soul was stripped bare. For a time, I was utterly incapacitated—a truly pathetic state.

“What would you know of it?”

“I probably have one too. Who knows what that crazy psycho will do. I’d recommend you date someone while keeping your eyes open.”

“Ugh, I don’t know.”

The Nomadic Woman returned to the form of a boy and buried herself under the blanket.

Carina Leopold was a vessel that Atelier had cherished and nurtured as her second most precious child after her first. With this one, she had even entertained the thought of keeping her by her side once she passed away.

So she had bestowed her powers generously. She had made her own efforts to ensure her soul wouldn’t shatter. She had hoped she would grow strong on her own.

That was all—from childhood, she had tended to her with utmost care and bestowed blessings upon her. As if answering her wishes, the child had become capable of painting grand masterpieces entirely on her own.

Watching the child’s rapidly improving skills, Atelier was quite astonished.

Of course, unlike what she had been privately satisfied about, the child had experienced

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suffering in the process, so there was nothing to say. However, the child’s abilities were remarkable. As her death drew near, she wielded power just as Atelier did. Without needing paintings as a medium, she moved and created through imagination alone, unfolding visions before her eyes. But the truth revealed after the child’s death was truly absurd. The reason he had pointlessly brought the trial was because he intended to use that damned Dragon as an excuse to bring the child to his side. Yet not only did the trial never open, he never expected to have his collar grabbed and be cursed at in the courtroom itself. No matter what, to have his own child grab his collar and hurl insults at him. It still felt like a dream. “I don’t like it. What is my child lacking that she must be bound to your child and live like this?” Atelier muttered in displeasure. That said, she didn’t want to interfere with what the child had decided. She didn’t want to experience having her collar grabbed again when the child died from her meddling. “You always have to speak that way, don’t you?” “If you don’t like it, then leave. Stop making a fuss in someone else’s domain.” Atelier gazed at the Human Realm reflected in the void. Watching Carina Leopold and Millaiyen Pestellio walking hand in hand, she sighed deeply. Honestly, she was dissatisfied in many ways, but seeing her child’s happy face, she had nothing to say. “There’s no helping it.” When things were this good, she could only concede. ‘I’m completely done for.’ Watching the two children, blissfully unaware of anything, Atelier let out a soft laugh. When they finish their lives happily and return, it wouldn’t be wrong to suggest they stay by her side again.

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After all, the God of War doesn’t easily create his own children either, and when he does, he always makes them serve him. So that human will eventually enter the Divine Realm one day.

When that happens, her child will be by her side too.

“Hey, Atelier. When is that guy coming, what’s he doing, and when is he leaving?”

“Shut up for a moment.”

He’s ruining the atmosphere I just set. This is why war-obsessed fools are insufferable.

Atelier grumbled and turned her head to look out the window.

“Ah, nice weather.”

Suppressing her irritation, Atelier murmured softly and waved her hand, erasing the images of Carina Leopold and Millaiyen Pestellio reflected in the void.

It was a day when the blazing sunlight felt quite warm.

It was a day when the bright sunlight pouring down was quite warm.

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