My Body Has Been Possessed By Someone - Chapter 199

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Chapter 199
He bore the exact same appearance as the Alexandro Adis she knew, yet simultaneously felt entirely different.
An oppressive gaze that seemed to cut through the air as one approached, irritable furrows between his brows.
The man before her was not the perpetually apathetic Alexandro Adis she remembered.
He was Alexandro Adis in his youth.
“….”
Alexandro Adis shot her a piercing look before turning his head away with indifference, refocusing on the Priest’s words.
Kanna Adis watched his retreating figure in a daze.
In that moment, Seon-hee’s memories struck her mind once more.
【I have no recollection of the past few days.】
【It feels as though someone possessed me and used my body during that time.】
【The one who entered my body escaped the Divine Temple with the help of that insufferable red-haired man.】
That insufferable red-haired man.
It was unmistakably Alexandro Adis.
‘Father—no, Alexandro Adis saved me.’
And it was she, not Seon-hee, who witnessed and observed the process of his rescuing Seon-hee.
And for these past few days, this brief span of time, she had inhabited Seon-hee’s body….
“Ah.”
In that instant, memories came flooding back.
Seon-hee’s memories, her knowledge, fragments scattering through her mind like shards. A tsunami of vast information crashed down, stealing her breath away.
At last, she understood.
The Divine Spirit’s plan, hidden within Seon-hee’s memories.
‘Good heavens.’
The Divine Spirit was truly orchestrating a mad plan. An absolutely insane plan.
Amid the overwhelming chaos, Kanna Adis barely held onto her sanity. This was not the moment to panic.
‘And I—Seon-hee—am scheduled to be transferred elsewhere by tomorrow morning.’
Information Seon-hee had gathered in advance flashed through her mind.
Now, Alexandro Adis was visiting the Divine Temple.
He was scheduled to depart tomorrow, and afterward, the Divine Spirit intended to confine Seon-hee in a space where no one could see her.
Within the Roots of the World Tree. She would be transferred into that otherworldly space. She would be placed under even more thorough surveillance.
‘Which means I have to make Alexandro Adis rescue me before then!’
Her heart burned with urgency.
Kanna Adis fixed her gaze on Alexandro Adis’s back once more. That brief moment of eye contact was all there was. He showed no interest in Seon-hee whatsoever.
‘How can he be so indifferent and still rescue Seon-hee before tomorrow comes?’
Moreover, he must know that Seon-hee is a Black Apostle.
He would never attempt to save her.
“Hey!”
It was almost instinctive. Kanna Adis called out to him.
“Alexandro Adis!”
He turned his head.
But it was merely a fleeting glance. I turned away with indifference once more.
“Lord Alexandro Adis, let us step outside. The air here is stale.”
“Very well.”
With that, he began to leave alongside the Priest. Kanna Adis watched his departing figure with restless anxiety and cried out.
“Alexandro Adis!”
I had to capture his attention. By any means necessary, by any method.
“Wait, Alexandro Adis!”
But Alexandro Adis no longer even glanced back. He strode forward with purpose. Growing distant.
Clang!
I wanted to rush toward the bars, but the iron chains wrenched my arm back.
He continued to recede. He was attempting to escape the Prison with the Priest.
No, this cannot happen. I cannot let him leave like this.
“Alex!”
By any means, by anything…!
“Hey, carrot!”
He stopped dead.
“….”
Remarkably, it worked.
Alexandro Adis, now motionless, turned around with deliberate slowness. His gaze fixed directly upon me.
My heart lurched. His eyes resembled those of a predator on the verge of tearing into its prey.
Truly, utterly terrifying.
Yet at least he was looking at me. I had to sustain his interest, no matter what.
“I know the secret of your carrot!”
More, even stranger words—anything that might provoke a reaction from him, even nonsense would suffice….
I pressed my hand against my abdomen.
“And inside my belly is your child!”
Outwardly, there were scarcely any visible signs, but Seon-hee was currently with child.
And within this body dwelled Kanna Adis—myself.
So it was not entirely a lie, was it? After all, the child would grow to become Alexandro Adis’s daughter in the future!
“Lord Alexandro Adis, pay her no mind. She is mad. There is no need to concern yourself.”
The Priest spoke with a strained voice. Yet Alexandro Adis stared at me without responding, his lips finally parting.
“This woman claims to be carrying my child?”
“S-she speaks madness, my lord. Please, ignore her.”
“How curious. I have no recollection of ever lying with her.”
“This woman is not in her right mind. Therefore….”
“If false rumors were to spread, would you take responsibility?”
Then he tilted his head at an angle, his gaze sweeping across me through the bars.
“If I actually did something about it, then even if rumors spread, I would have no regrets.”
He laughed. It was a smile that appeared utterly merciless.
He laughed. It was a very cruel smile.
“Have her cleaned up and brought to my bedroom.”
What?
Kanna Adis was taken aback. Had those words really just come from Alexandro Adis’s mouth?
“That… that would be difficult, sir.”
“Why?”
“That Black Apostle is extremely dangerous. The Enforcers are keeping a particularly close watch over her.”
“You think that woman could possibly pose a threat to me?”
“That’s not quite it, but still… that woman cannot be allowed, Lord Alexandro.”
Yet the Priest’s reaction seemed only to pique Alexandro Adis’s interest further.
“I’ve never seen priests go to such lengths to protect a prisoner. Is she really that remarkable?”
“No! That’s not it at all. It’s just that there’s still information we need to extract…”
“I’ll interrogate her. On the bed.”
Where? What was he—?
Yet those words sounded less like a genuine statement than a threat directed at the Priest. Did he sense it too? The Priest appealed desperately.
“Sir, that woman is a Black Apostle under the special management of the Divine Temple. Please, I beg you to withdraw your interest.”
Alexandro Adis shifted his gaze to the Priest.
“Withdraw my interest?”
And he repeated the Priest’s own words back to him.
“Withdraw my interest from a Black Apostle?”
“That is… well…”
“Is there some reason I shouldn’t be interested?”
“No! That’s not it at all!”
The Priest had misspoken. In trying to dissuade Alexandro Adis, he had inadvertently revealed his true feelings.
And Alexandro Adis, like a predator, sensed that inconsistency immediately.
“Fine… all right then.”
Yet he acquiesced readily enough, adding a barbed remark.
“A Black Apostle under the Divine Temple’s special management, no less.”
With that, he left the Prison without hesitation.
‘It’s done.’
But I understood.
Alexandro Adis had taken an interest in me—in Seon-hee.
The Priest’s attitude had kindled his curiosity and competitive spirit. He would come looking for me soon.
‘And when he does, I’ll have to find a way to make him rescue me.’
But how could I manage it? I began formulating a plan in my mind.
‘Though…’
I recalled him from moments before.
That somewhat crude manner of speech—something utterly unimaginable from the Alexandro Adis of now.
‘How old is he now?’
Twenty-one? Twenty-two? He couldn’t have been much older than that.
‘So he really did live for decades wearing that face from back then.’
In recent years, he appeared to have aged somewhat, yet his face remained that of a young man.
Perhaps he would remain so until death.
No—he would never die at all.
‘Mother cast a curse upon him.’
A sigh escaped me. Now I could finally understand why Seon-hee had acted as she did.
With Seon-hee’s memories and experiences now dwelling within my mind, I could comprehend it all.
Seon-hee had gone mad. Her mind was fractured. She perceived everyone around her as enemies. She could trust no one. She wanted them all dead.
‘How could anyone remain sane living like this?’
Then I heard footsteps. When I lifted my head, my eyes met those of someone who had approached the bars.
….
I swallowed hard.
A face identical to my own. The current Divine Spirit. A man bearing the name Arzenian.
As our eyes locked—those dark pupils meeting mine—my heart began to pound violently. Cold sweat broke across my skin, and dizziness washed over me.
This was Seon-hee’s emotion. A colossal terror etched into this body like a scar.
“Seon-hee.”
Arzenian opened the bars and stepped inside. My breath caught in my throat.
“Why did you do that?”
He approached and stroked my hair. Nausea rose within me at his touch.
“Why did you say such strange things?”
I felt as though I might vomit.
‘Insane bastard.’
Now, with Seon-hee’s memories, I understood just how mad the Divine Spirit Arzenian truly was.
How cruelly he had treated Seon-hee all this time. The memories were so vivid, as if I had experienced them myself, that my fingertips trembled.
He had been gentle at first. At first.
A beautiful face and tremendous divine authority. When such a man whispered love so tenderly, Seon-hee had opened her heart to him. Once, she had even felt affection for him.
Alone in a strange world, she had desperately needed someone to rely upon. She had been deceived by him, even cooperating with the Black Apostles.
But when Seon-hee discovered his plans and refused them, attempting to flee, he changed entirely.
“Alexandro’s child, you say? How disappointing.”
Arzenian sighed and sat beside her. Then he reached out and caressed her belly.
“This is my child.”
From the moment his hand made contact, goosebumps erupted across my entire body.
“The child would be hurt hearing such words.”
“…Shut up.”
“You should speak more gently. The child is listening.”
Arzenian spoke with calculated gentleness.
“Accept your fate now. If you resist, only you will suffer.”
Arzenian’s lips curved into a smile.
“I will convince you until you give up. As you know, I have all the time in the world.”
“Yes, you do. You never die.”
I spoke the words with a trembling voice.
“How old are you now?”
“I was born in 1218. I’m a little over five hundred years old.”
Arzenian.
An archaic name that only someone from five hundred years ago would bear. A man who had lived through every moment of those centuries as they turned.
He was already mad. Perhaps it was inevitable—a madness born from such an impossible span of time.
That explained why he was concocting such an absurd plan.
“You’re insane.”
“I’m not insane.”
Arzenian smiled.
“You know I perform purification rituals every year, Seon-hee. I exist for this world. I’ve finally understood what I must do for it.”
He caressed Kanna Adis’s belly once more, whispering as he felt the life stirring within.
“Our child will save the world.”
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That night.
Kanna Adis waited for Alexandro Adis.
‘Damn it, I’m so tired.’
Yet pregnancy made sleep impossible to resist.
‘Why do I crave strawberries so badly?’
Moreover, a ravenous appetite she’d never known in her entire life burned fiercely within her.
Eventually, Kanna Adis murmured about strawberries and drifted off without realizing it.
How long had she slept?
“Hey.”
At the sudden sound of his voice, Kanna Adis’s eyes snapped open.
‘He’s here.’
It was Alexandro Adis.
He stood beyond the bars, shrouded in shadow, his gaze fixed upon her.

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