My Body Has Been Possessed By Someone - Chapter 263

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Chapter 263
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Kanna Adis opened her eyes.
“You’re awake?”
A warm gaze fell upon her. Kanna stared blankly at him for a moment, then smiled softly.
Again. Another illusion.
The Alex she had seen in the World Tree’s visions. An Alex who was not cold to her, an Alex of boundless tenderness.
He gazed down at me.
“You seem tired. Rest more.”
Instead of answering, I grasped the fingers of his hand as he brushed back my hair. Alexandro Adis let out a low laugh.
Did I ever know he could laugh like this?
‘This is definitely an illusion.’
Perhaps I’m witnessing a memory from the past. The twenty-year-old Alex had smiled like this on rare occasions.
Alexandro Adis spoke.
“Sleep well, Kanna.”
His gentle voice brought peace to my heart.
Like that Alex from that moment, a warm happiness washed over me. I closed my eyes softly and murmured.
“Don’t go, Alex….”
He did not answer. Instead, he blessed me tenderly.
“May you have only pleasant dreams.”
This is unfair. I’m always the one falling asleep.
I wanted to say that to you too….
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Kanna opened her eyes again.
“My lady, you’re awake?”
Where am I?
‘A chamber.’
Moreover, I lay cradled in Kalen’s arms, my head resting on his shoulder.
‘What is this?’
This man was clearly dead. Yet I had fallen asleep in his embrace….
‘Did I die as well?’
Perhaps I’ve come to the afterlife.
The moment I thought this, Kalen lifted my hand. He pressed his lips gently to my fingertips and whispered.
“Thank you for coming back to me.”
His eyes were rimmed with red. It seemed he had been worried about me.
“Coming back? We’re dead, aren’t we?”
At my words, Kalen smiled softly.
“We’re not dead, my lady.”
“What?”
“We’re alive. Both of us.”
Everything gradually became clear. His voice, his gaze, the warmth of his hand against my cheek—all of it sharpened into focus.
The last time I had touched Kalen’s hand, it had been cold as ice.
I stared up at him in silence for a long moment before calling out carefully.
“…Kalen?”
At that, he closed his eyes and smiled.
“Yes. You called for me, sister?”
In that instant, a strange surge of emotion gripped my heart.
He answered.
Kalen, whom I thought would remain silent forever, was alive in this moment and answering me.
“How is this possible…?”
That was when the door burst open.
“Sister!”
It was Isabel and Lucy Adis. They rushed in with unbridled excitement.
“Sister, you’re awake?”
“Oh, sister, you’ve awakened?”
“We were so worried!”
“We were so very worried!”
“Sister, I’m sorry for how I was before! I was such a brat! I was wrong!”
“Me too! I’m sorry as well. I lied about Mother being ill…”
“Hey, Lucy. Why do you keep repeating what I say?”
“I’m n-not repeating you! I also have things I want to tell sister…”
What are they going on about, bursting in like this?
I watched them as if entranced, then my gaze shifted to the man who had followed them inside. The moment our eyes met, I felt a deep wave of relief wash over me.
“Kanna.”
He’s alive.
This man didn’t die either.
He survived, and he came back to my side.
Orsini approached quickly and examined my face from every angle.
“Your body? Are you alright?”
“I’m fine.”
For some reason, I felt embarrassed and brushed his hand away. Then I looked at each person in the room in turn.
Kalen, Orsini, Isabel, Lucy.
I had thought they were all dead…
“What on earth is happening?”
Perhaps because the reality was so absurd, my joy passed quickly. Only a deep, unsettling suspicion remained.
“How are you all alive?”
Especially Kalen and Isabel—I had confirmed their corpses with my own eyes.
“Where is Raphael? Where is he now? And how am I alive? I was certain I died?”
“Please calm yourself, sister. I will explain everything.”
Kalen continued, still holding my hand.
“Raphael is alive. He has simply changed somewhat—or rather, quite considerably.”
“Changed? How so?”
“I think it would be best if you confirmed it yourself, Sister. In any case, he is unharmed.”
And so the conversation continued.
An utterly unbelievable story.
“You’re telling me he did all of this? And….”
My throat suddenly constricted.
“He left?”
Alexandro Adis had departed from the Valentino Estate.
“I’m going to have some fun.”
“When will you return, sir?”
“When I grow tired of it.”
He had declared his wandering with such audacity that I found it impossible to believe.
“Yes. Um, he left this letter for you, Sister.”
Lucy quickly interjected and thrust the letter forward. Isabel grumbled as though she couldn’t believe it.
“Lucy, did Father entrust this to you?”
“Yes.”
“That’s strange. Why would he leave something like this with such a scatterbrained little thing?”
“I-I’m not scatterbrained!”
But I knew the reason he had entrusted the letter to Lucy.
‘Others must not see it.’
There must be something very secretive written inside. Lucy would never peek at it secretly.
“Would everyone please leave? I’d like to be alone for a moment.”
After sending everyone out, I was finally alone. My heart raced as I opened the letter.
“Save me, Alex.”
That was where the story began.
From that sweet plea whispered as a curse that might devour a man’s entire life, everything had started.
And finally, it had ended.
Alexandro had indeed saved her.
So now, wasn’t it time to turn the next page?
‘Perhaps he hoped we would leave together, just the two of us. Maybe that’s why he left first.’
Perhaps the destination was written in this letter. Perhaps there was something like, I will wait for you here until you come….
【Never touch alchemy again. Be careful that the world’s walls do not crumble.】
But the first sentence was stern reproach, contrary to my expectations.
<What you said before was correct.
I cooperated with Seon-hee to save your life.
It is true that I harbored affection for you briefly decades ago, but I did not protect you merely on the promise of our youth.
If you die, the world dies.
You alone are the only person who can destroy the World Tree and prevent the world's fracture.
That is why I valued you above all else.
Moreover, my eternal life, which you believed to be a curse, was an alchemical transmutation meant to share my life with you in that final moment.
The side effect caused my insomnia, but it all disappeared with this affair.
It is all over now, Kanna Adis.
I have the right to rest and freedom.
So you too must live your own life.
"Ha."
The staccato handwriting was so cold and detached.
So the conclusion was that we should each go our separate ways. Live your life now. I will live mine. Interference is not welcome. That was the letter.
'So this is how it ends.'
A bitter chill swept through my chest. My fingertips ached from the crushing loneliness, yet I endured it still.
Perhaps it was thanks to his coldness, which I had grown weary of experiencing all this time? It was not unbearable.
'If this is what Alex wants, then there is nothing to be done.'
Besides, I had promised him to forget everything, so now it was my turn to keep that promise.
'I still wanted to say thank you, at least once.'
But surely we will meet again someday. When he grows weary of his freedom and rest, he will return home at least once.
There will be time to thank him for saving me then.
Sadness threatened to overtake me, but I forced myself to think cheerfully instead.
'It is fine. There is no need to grieve.'
Though Alex's love faded with time, it does not become false. It was never a lie.
It was real.
So whenever I miss him, I can simply recall those memories.
Decades ago, when he picked wild raspberries for me. Or when he taught me letters, or when we lay in the same chamber, too aware of each other to sleep even a moment.
Or perhaps I could recall the time we spent in the Coastal Village not long ago.
Love will exist eternally in those moments.
I lifted the letter. I pressed my lips to the words he had left behind.
"Goodbye, Alex."
Please live freely.
Not a life spent protecting something, but a life for yourself alone. And….
"Sleep well. Have sweet dreams."
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What exactly had gone wrong?
Alexandro Adis sighed as he stared at the burst pot.
It exploded again without fail. He brushed onion pieces from his hair.
Yet this time too, the taste was quite good.
After finishing a bowl of stew, he regarded a glass with a solemn expression. It was carrot juice.
"…."
The conflict was brief. He boldly reached out and drained it in one gulp. Then he quickly set the cup down with a sharp clink.
'A futile attempt.'
I tried it one last time on a whim, but as expected. As expected, this cursed carrot was not a vegetable fit for human consumption.
Alexandro Adis washed the dishes and cleaned his house. After bathing, he changed into clean sleepwear.
The end was drawing near.
My soul shattered into fragments, and my very essence crumbled to dust.
This was divine retribution—a punishment for defying the causal laws of the world.
And I was prepared to pay that price willingly.
Before writing the final period, I sat upon the sofa and lit a cigarette for the first time in ages. Then I retrieved a letter, ancient and worn, and read it once more.
The years had faded the ink until the characters blurred, yet I could see them clearly. I had read it dozens, hundreds of times—the words were etched into my mind with crystalline precision. Her voice whispered in my ear as vividly as if she stood beside me.
"Let's meet again."
This was my favorite sentence.
A faint smile crossed my lips. When I thought about it, I had been blessed by fortune.
I had met a woman I should never have encountered—met her like a miracle, loved her, and found her again. The journey was filled with countless sorrows, yet all of it was bearable.
There was only one thing I could not endure.
Never meeting her again.
"I was glad to have met you."
That was the end.
I stubbed out the cigarette in the ashtray and placed the letter upon the nightstand. Then I lay down upon the bed.
Sleep came swiftly.
It was only natural.
I was so exhausted, so utterly spent that I could never rise again.
So now was the time to sleep.
As my senses faded, the sound of waves drifted faintly through the window.
Was it a phantom sound? Her voice seemed to echo from the breaking tide.
"Sleep well. Dream sweetly."
I closed my eyes slowly.
If I were granted one final dream, I would….
Then darkness rushed in like a tidal wave, consuming me, pulling me down into the deepest depths.
Deep,
dark,
and peaceful.
At last, I fell asleep for the first time in decades.
Eternal rest.

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