My Body Has Been Possessed By Someone - Chapter 209

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Chapter 209
I breathed slowly, then opened my eyes with deliberate care.
‘Did it work?’
As I lifted my eyelids, brilliant light rushed toward me. I blinked several times, adjusting to the radiance.
It was that place.
A beautiful spring garden where pink petals danced on the breeze—I stood upon the grass.
‘This time, I have a body.’
I gazed down at my palms. I clenched my fists, then opened them. They moved.
‘I’ve returned to my own body.’
After exhaling a breath of relief, I surveyed my surroundings. He was nowhere to be seen.
“Raphael!”
I called out loudly.
“I’m back!”
But all that answered was the whisper of leaves rustling in the wind.
Raphael was nowhere.
‘Where could he be?’
As I looked around, something suddenly caught my foot, and I lowered my gaze.
“….”
There lay skeletal remains.
The mortal frame of someone long deceased.
Pure white bones draped in sacred vestments.
Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.
My heart raced violently. In an instant, cold sweat beaded across my entire body. My vision seemed to blur.
‘No.’
It couldn’t be.
I slowly sank to the ground. It couldn’t be. It couldn’t possibly be….
Suddenly, I noticed a flat stone beside the skeleton. Words were carved into it.
【Have you returned?】
Tears burst forth uncontrollably.
“No. It can’t be. It can’t possibly be….”
【I pray you have returned safely, without injury.】
【I could not wait for your return. Forgive me for breaking my promise.】
“No….”
【May the world you return to be peaceful. May it be safe.】
【May the world you live in be filled with happiness.】
Before Raphael’s skeletal remains, I wept for a long time.
“You fool….”
Really, what was I supposed to do if you waited until death itself! Tears streaming down my face, I tore at the grass and hurled it at his bones.
“You idiot!”
Tearing and throwing, tearing and throwing again.
“Are you an idiot? A bird would be smarter than you. You should have waited a bit longer, left this place, and lived your own life. Instead, you clung to the end like a fool…!”
Suddenly, his face came to mind.
Raphael’s beautiful young face—neither aged nor skeletal, but radiant in his youth.
“He really was handsome….”
Now only bones remained.
“I will wait for your return.”
Those were Raphael’s final words.
He had truly kept that promise.
“Raphael, Raphael.”
I wept, wiping away tears with both hands.
“I’m sorry. I was wrong. The idiot is me. I should have come sooner.”
How long did I cry?
I grew exhausted and lost consciousness. Then I opened my eyes again.
“….”
I had hoped it was a dream, but it was reality.
I stared blankly at Raphael’s skeletal remains, then rose to my feet. Unsteadily, I stood and walked through the Garden. I emerged from outside the World Tree.
“….”
I could see nothing ahead.
Had I taken a wrong turn? I went back inside the roots.
‘No, this is the entrance.’
I emerged from the opening once more.
Again, nothing but pitch-black darkness surrounded me.
There was nothing to see. Nothing at all.
The beautiful Garden should have been visible, the magnificent structure of the Grand Temple should have been visible, the clear sky should have been visible.
But I saw nothing.
As if… the world had ended.
* * *
I returned inside the World Tree and fell into deep contemplation for a long time.
And I reached a conclusion.
‘The Divine Spirit succeeded.’
After creating Ju-hwa and the child, he must have offered the child as a sacrifice.
His plan succeeded, but he did not obtain the desired result.
‘That damned Divine Spirit.’
It seemed the world had indeed perished.
* * *
【May the world to which you return be peaceful. May it be safe.】
I stared intently at the stone monument—Raphael’s will made manifest.
‘Yes. He mentioned peace and safety. When he wrote this, the world must have already perished, or was on the brink of it.’
I could not know how much time had passed. By rough estimate, more than a century seemed to have elapsed.
“Even if the world hadn’t perished, everyone would be dead by now.”
A soft chuckle escaped my lips.
“Kalen must have gone half-mad.”
Then the Kalen I saw in that dream was real too. With his long hair, he’d become obsessed, searching desperately for me.
“Orsini must be dead too, and Alexei, and Lorenzo….”
They’re all gone.
So what happened to Alexandro?
“Raphael, what should I do?”
I posed the question to the skeleton.
“Huh? It seems I’m the only survivor, so what now?”
Naturally, no answer came back.
* * *
How much time had passed since then?
Within the Roots of the World Tree, I needed neither sleep nor food—nothing was amiss. Thanks to that, I could devote myself entirely to alchemical research.
“Sigh….”
The ground of the Garden was covered with countless spell formations and inscriptions.
Spell formations were like mathematical formulas—a single error or new addition would yield an entirely different result.
‘So I just need to create a perfect spell formation that returns to the past.’
The previous one, the spell formation that possessed Seon-hee’s body, had been incomplete. That’s why it failed.
‘I can fix that. I just need to find the answer somehow and rewind time completely.’
As I continued, the ground ran out of space.
Eventually, I pulled out all the grass and created a flat plain. I devoted myself to research there as well, until every inch was filled.
“Should I try it?”
How much more time had passed?
I’d created a plausible spell formation. I drew blood and inscribed the new formation.
“I’m going back to the time when I should have been there.”
* * *
“What?”
It was Orsini.
“What are you staring at?”
“….”
I blinked, but it was still Orsini.
A young boy version of Orsini.
“Orsini?”
“What?”
Orsini’s brow furrowed sharply.
“Did you just call my name?”
Ten years old… or eleven? Around that age?
A young boy with still-soft, chubby cheeks glared at me fiercely.
“I said, did you call my name!”
“….”
Instead of answering, Kanna Adis looked down at her own hands. Small, delicate hands of a child.
My body.
So this was her body from when she was a young girl.
Where am I?
Kanna Adis glanced around her surroundings.
This was the Garden of the Adis Mansion. Orsini was holding a ball as if he’d been playing, his gaze fixed upon her.
So the conclusion was.
“I succeeded!”
In that instant, laughter burst forth uncontrollably.
“This time it’s not someone else’s body. I came to the past in my own body!”
“What?”
“I succeeded, Orsini!”
Kanna Adis suddenly threw her arms around Orsini. The boy’s body went rigid beneath her embrace.
Good heavens, the day I’d actually be happy to see Orsini! Kanna Adis cried out with trembling emotion.
“You unlucky wretch, you’re garbage, but I’m still glad to see you!”
“Wh-what?”
“Come here, you adorable little thing!”
“Hey!”
Orsini’s face flushed crimson as he glared at her, but he was too shocked to resist, frozen in place.
“L-let go! You incompetent fool!”
“Incompetent? If you keep calling me that, you’ll regret it later.”
Kanna Adis laughed brightly as she released him.
“If you don’t want to regret it later, treat me well, you little trash!”
Kanna Adis turned on her heel and ran off. She intended to head to the Palace Garden where no one would be.
Then, with a thud, she collided with something solid and tumbled backward.
….
It was Alexandro Adis.
Kanna Adis stared up at him blankly.
It’s Alex.
It felt like she’d just seen him, yet also as if it had been ages….
Was he like this during this period?
Alexandro Adis’s face looked terribly hollow. Especially his eyes—they were eyes steeped in darkness.
“Alex?”
….
“Alexandro?”
….
“Duke Adis?”
….
“Father?”
….
“Father?”
No matter what I called out, there was no response. It seemed as though he couldn’t hear anything at all. No—from the start, he was listening to something else entirely, seeing something else.
‘Should I try calling him something else?’
While I was pondering this, he suddenly squeezed his eyes shut. Then he muttered to himself.
“Be quiet. My ears are about to burst.”
“I told you I’d raise your son well. He’s still growing up with a healthy voice.”
“You traitor—you talk too much. Get out.”
“I’ll handle that girl myself.”
“Damn it, tell your wife to shut her mouth. Everyone’s chattering away everywhere, I’m going insane.”
…He was seeing evil spirits.
I swallowed hard and quietly retreated backward.
‘I had no idea when I was young.’
It seemed there were quite a few times when he wasn’t in his right mind.
But how had he managed to act sane in front of others?
I felt uncomfortable and left the room. I sensed I shouldn’t watch any longer.
‘How did he even survive with a mind like that?’
I went to a place where I could be alone and drew another spell formation.
‘If I do just a bit more, I think I can align the timing.’
I had come too far back in time.
* * *
“Mmm….”
My body felt heavy.
My entire body was as dull and heavy as cotton soaked in water. I opened my eyes, feeling a splitting headache.
“Sister, I love you.”
It was Kalen’s voice.
“I love you, I love you.”
Ah, damn it.
‘That time.’
I cursed inwardly. This was that time. When Kalen’s madness had galloped like a crazed stallion.
Hadn’t he tried to confine me to Rivensum? It seemed this was when he had forced me to sleep with sedatives.
“Sister, sister….”
Kalen was frantically kissing the back of my sleeping hand and my fingers, whispering his love over and over.
‘Ugh, that crazy perverted bastard.’
Playing with my hand, you worthless piece of garbage.
‘You and I will meet again later. You’re dead.’
I swallowed my curses and glanced at him sideways.
Fortunately, Kalen was so absorbed in my hand that he wouldn’t notice even if a murder happened behind him.
I quietly bit the inside of my other hand. I drew a spell formation on the bedsheet.
* * *
I opened my eyes.
This place….

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