My Body Has Been Possessed By Someone - Chapter 236

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Chapter 236
It was the beginning.
Memories of a future that the twenty-year-old version of himself did not possess continued to pour forth.
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“The Duchess of Valentino is currently staying here. Since Kalen has permitted entry….”
My heart raced wildly at those words.
Alexandro walked. I couldn’t remember how I reached that room. The moment I grasped the door handle, it swung open.
It was Kanna Adis.
“Ah.”
For an instant, time seemed to stop.
Alexandro reached out as if enchanted, cradling her cheek in his palm. I swept back the strands of hair that concealed half her face.
The moment our eyes met, a tremor coursed from the crown of my head to the soles of my feet.
She had returned.
Finally, she had come back.
This life I had surrendered wholly to the spell of those eyes—I could never mistake it.
“Kanna Adis.”
The sovereign of my existence.
“You’ve returned to me.”
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Another memory clawed its way to the surface.
“Yes. I’ll have the Butler prepare the documents.”
Kanna Adis looked at me in surprise.
“Do you wish to withdraw?”
“No! Not at all! Please, allow me the divorce!”
But at her next words, Alexandro’s resolve shattered entirely.
A coastal village in the Yalden Kingdom? That was her dream—to flee to such a place and live there?
‘That cannot be allowed.’
How should I refuse? I was deliberating carefully when Kanna Adis drove the final wedge.
“And I will never return.”
“Did you hear? Did you hear?”
“Alexandro, did you hear what she said!”
“Did you hear what that woman said?”
Though the malevolent spirits sought to kindle my wrath, I harbored not a shred of resentment toward Kanna Adis.
“My mind is made. I will not grant the divorce.”
As Kanna Adis vanished, consumed by fury, the malevolent spirits that had been clamoring all this while erupted into frenzy.
“How pathetic, Alexandro!”
“Does it not gall you? She drained your very life and now seeks happiness alone!”
“Chase her down and kill her!”
“Slay the woman who destroyed your life!”
“Silence.”
He closed his eyes, muttering something to the malevolent spirits.
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Another memory surfaced.
“Hey, you’re still alive?”
“What a lifeline! Well, eternal life doesn’t come cheap, does it!”
“Pity. If only you didn’t have the curse of eternal life, you would’ve become like us this time! Kahahahaha!”
“At this point, isn’t the curse more of a blessing?”
At that moment, Claude, the golden-haired youth, brought a warm herbal tea.
“Are you alright, sir?”
“No problems.”
“How did you fall into such a trap… That’s unlike you, Alexandro Adis.”
He had fallen into a trap set by the Black Apostles and suffered greatly. He would surely have died if not for the curse of eternal life.
“Will your arm really grow back?”
Claude stared at where Alexandro Adis’s right arm had been. The place that was now cleanly severed.
“Yes.”
“How is that even possible…?”
“Don’t ask about it.”
“Understood.”
Was it because of the curse of eternal life? His body was preserved at the exact moment his growth had stopped.
So no matter what catastrophe occurred, even now when his arm was severed, it would monstrously regenerate and recover on its own.
The moment when the body’s time had frozen.
It returned perfectly to that state.
‘It’s as if time itself is being forcibly reversed.’
Well, not aging was already monstrous enough. There was nothing left to be surprised about.
“Still, it must be painful. Perhaps you should take some painkillers…”
“Not necessary. More importantly, Celia’s poison isn’t working anymore. I’ve developed a resistance.”
“…”
“Tell Celia to make the poison stronger.”
In that instant, a flash of resistance appeared in Claude’s eyes.
“That won’t do. That poison is already extremely dangerous as it is.”
“I don’t care.”
“Why not retire instead? Pass your title to your son.”
“I will.”
“When exactly?”
“When the time comes.”
“But when is that time?”
Claude let out a sigh.
“I will serve you for the rest of your days. You are like a father to me, Alexandro Adis.”
“Kanna Adis is…”
“Yes?”
“How has Kanna been lately?”
It had been half a year since he’d been unable to return home because of that trap. He was curious about how Kanna was doing.
“….”
Was the topic change too abrupt? Silence fell heavily between them.
After a moment, Claude answered with composure.
“According to reliable sources, I’ve heard she’s doing quite well.”
“I see.”
“Of course, living with her stepmother and half-siblings must bring some inconveniences.”
Claude continued quickly.
“If you wish to prevent even such things, keep the young lady at your side. Carry her with you wherever you go, just as I do.”
“That’s dangerous.”
“What about me? Am I not in danger?”
“You’re a knight. If you don’t like it, quit.”
“My point is, please don’t burden yourself with such concerns.”
Claude exhaled a deep sigh, gazing pitifully at his severed arm.
“She’s managing well enough, so don’t worry. Please, just take care of your health. No matter how much it regrows, to hear you speak like this after losing an arm….”
“Be quiet. You’re being annoying.”
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Memories continued to surge forward.
Even memories from further in the past.
【In a future where we can reminisce about the same past.】
【Let’s meet again.】
“What is this….”
Alexandro Adis set down the letter.
He couldn’t understand the meaning of this letter. Wasn’t it like a farewell? They had been conversing normally just moments ago, and yet he had written such a letter?
“Seon-hee, wake up.”
At that, Seon-hee, who had been slumped over the desk, stirred and raised herself.
The moment their eyes met, he realized it.
These were not the eyes of Seon-hee as he knew her.
In that very moment of realization.
“Do you remember what you said—that I’m this body’s owner’s daughter, and that you would raise me?”
The words Seon-hee had spoken just ten minutes ago, grasping his wrist, flashed through his mind.
Surely not.
It couldn’t be.
* * *
Alexandro Adis squeezed his eyes shut against the flood of memories. His head throbbed as though it might split open.
Stop.
Enough now.
Yet inevitably, another memory crashed down upon him with brutal force.
“The woman who possessed my body.”
Seon-hee laughed.
“My daughter.”
She touched her belly, now swollen to an enormous size, and smiled with cruel satisfaction.
“How do you think she managed to come to the past?”
Alexandro did not answer.
By now, I barely believed anything this woman said.
Everything was shrouded in doubt, yet I understood instinctively.
This woman was not her.
The woman who had captivated me was gone.
Perhaps, as she had said many times, she truly was Seon-hee’s daughter.
But I could not believe it completely. The story was far too absurd to accept.
“It was thanks to the spell array I left as a clue. And I too traveled to the future through that same spell array….”
In that instant, the smile vanished from Seon-hee’s face.
“What did I do in the future?”
She murmured in a voice like parched sand.
“How many futures do you think I repeated? How much time do you think I wandered through before returning to this moment?”
Seon-hee’s eyes gleamed with madness. Yet it was not the madness from before. Not the eyes of a cornered mouse driven to insanity.
Rather, it resembled a Divine Spirit.
A Divine Spirit that had lived for centuries and lost its mind.
“Alexandro, do you know what awaits you in the future?”
“….”
“The woman you’re so infatuated with. This child growing in my womb right now.”
Seon-hee smiled radiantly, caressing her belly.
“This child will not live past thirty years.”
“Shut your mouth.”
The ravings of a mad woman. I glared at her as though I would kill her.
“In every future I repeated, this child never survived even once.”
Yet Seon-hee’s voice was disturbingly serene.
“In every future, she died before reaching thirty years.”
That was strange.
Just yesterday, she had spoken in a voice drenched with anxiety.
As though she had endured decades of time in a single day, battered by countless storms and forcibly enlightened.
“There was one future where it seemed she might survive….”
In that moment, Seon-hee’s face looked like that of an old woman.
“I’m exhausted. I can’t do this anymore. I’m tired of wandering through time, tired of repeating life like an experiment.”
“What exactly….”
Alexandro’s voice grew harsh.
“Are you spouting nonsense about?”
“I’m done. What about you?”
Seon-hee answered the question with a question. Her gaze pierced through like a blade.
“How far would you go for this child?”
* * *
“…Stop.”
Alexandro Adis fought to suppress the flood of memories pressing down upon him.
Enough. No more.
I don’t want to remember anymore.
He pressed his palm against his throbbing temple. Cold sweat had begun to seep across his skin—when had that started? Alexandro Adis breathed heavily for a moment before finally composing himself.
“Mm….”
Just then, the sleeping Kanna Adis stirred, burying her face against his chest.
“…!”
Her soft warmth caused his body to stiffen. The sensation caught him off guard.
She was a woman he had spent countless nights beside….
Perhaps it was because of the fragmented memories that had surfaced anew.
Yet moments later, Alexandro Adis reached out and gently caressed Kanna Adis’s cheek.
‘No. It’s still me. I’m still fine.’
They were merely fragments—fleeting shards of moments.
And so I remained the twenty-year-old Alexandro Adis.
Suddenly, Seon-hee’s voice echoed from within those memory fragments.
“In every future, you never lived past thirty.”
Alexandro Adis clenched his teeth at the recollection.
Insane woman. Spouting such nonsense!
‘As long as I’m here, Kanna Adis is safe.’
So long as she remained in my arms, no one could threaten her. Therefore, there was no way Kanna Adis would die in the near future.
Then why did I feel this unease?
My heart pulsed with anxiety. A hazy, ominous mist seeped into my consciousness.
It’s fine. I reassured myself while stroking Kanna Adis’s hair.
It will be fine. Because I will protect her.
Even if my body and soul are torn asunder, I will ensure this woman always falls asleep in peace.
Alexandro Adis pressed his lips to the sleeping woman’s forehead.
“Sleep well.”
May you dream only of pleasant things.
I will bear all your nightmares instead.

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