That Piece Of Trash Was Me - Chapter 255

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Chapter 255

“Tulia! Tulia…!”

Benjamin rolled over like a small ball and hugged me. Every time he spoke, tears fell drop by drop, wetting my cheeks.

“…Benjamin.”

Seeing him like that made my mouth open involuntarily.

“Since I bled this much for them… those bastards won’t hit you anymore…. It’ll be okay. It’ll really be okay, Benjamin….”

The words came out without passing through my head. The Benjamin before my eyes was too young, and the traces of abuse were too severe.

So my brain must have automatically decided that this was the best way to comfort a child.

That’s why I said such things….

Benjamin held me in his arms and cried endlessly. At the same time, the prison erupted into chaos.

“The, the Successor attempted suicide!”

“Damn it! Why suddenly, when the Saint hasn’t arrived yet!”

“Only the Saint can take her life! The timing for gaining power will be delayed!”

“Bring the Saint here immediately!”

Even while in pain from bleeding, I couldn’t understand why the priests were in such chaos.

‘If it’s the Saint, that would be Coriko.’

Only Coriko is allowed to kill me?

Otherwise, their damn ritual would be disrupted?

‘But in , I was killed by the Male Leads far more often….’

There were hardly any cases where Coriko, the Female Protagonist, directly killed Tulia the villainess.

Coriko’s character setting was truly a ‘sunshine smile character.’ Someone who smiled brightly through any trials and hardships.

Meanwhile, tears continued to flow down Benjamin’s gaunt cheeks as he held me.

“Tulia, Tulia….”

“Benjamin.”

Because those evil bastards covet my noble bloodline, even you, young and knowing nothing, got kidnapped as a sacrifice.

…I wanted to say that, but it was too long to voice. It was due to the shock of hitting my head hard against the iron bars.

So I condensed all the implications into one word.

“Sorry….”

“No! No…! Don’t apologize to me, I would have died without you….”

Benjamin trembled and cried.

“Don’t die…. Don’t die….”

I’ll come back to life anyway…. And when I do, I’ll….

‘Will I be able to meet you?’

As I struggled to keep my consciousness from fading due to severe blood loss, barely managing to blink my eyes.

Creak.

“The Saint! The Saint has arrived!”

“Saint!”

I shifted my gaze and smiled inwardly.

It was Coriko.

Right. That face is better. Seeing Coriko wearing Han Ina’s face always made me feel both annoyed and creeped out.

This red-lipped Coriko wearing her own skin was much better. Even though her face was covered with hideous scars.

“Saint. Over here. The Successor attempted suicide on her own, so her life is in danger right now. So…. Urgh!”

When Coriko waved her hand, the priest collapsed to the ground, coughed up blood, and trembled. Coriko licked the priest’s blood that had splattered on her face with her tongue and smiled.

“Unable to properly manage a single child whose power has been sealed, how utterly useless….”

Coriko’s voice was like a string instrument played alone on a late winter night. Sweet enough to melt your ears, yet somehow making your spine feel chilly.

The priest who had collapsed on the ground barely managed to get up and begged.

“Spare me, please spare me…. Saint….”

“Of course.”

The priest’s face, which had been filled with pain, brightened with hope for a moment.

Coriko lifted the blood-coughing priest’s chin with her slender finger.

“You’ll live forever inside my body.”

“Sa, Saint! Saint… Gaaaah!”

At the same time, Coriko’s mouth opened wide like a demon’s maw and bit off the priest’s entire head, swallowing it whole.

It happened in an instant. The monstrous appearance vanished without a trace, and Coriko returned to her original pretty form.

But the blood splattered on her face remained….

“….”

I blankly replayed the inhuman appearance of Coriko I had just witnessed.

‘She really was a monster.’

Coriko entered the prison. Unlike me and Benjamin, who appeared as children since we had entered the past, Coriko maintained her adult appearance like in the game illustrations.

She crouched down in front of me as my vision blurred.

“Why did you suddenly change your mind? Successor. You valued your life. You never harmed or killed yourself because the power of the extinct race and the withered Sacred Tree resided within you.”

Her eyes gleamed with snake-like cunning. No, Coriko was enjoying this.

“Even when the boys around you died one by one, you endured it. You survived without dying. It was quite entertaining to watch you grit your teeth and survive until I killed you….”

“….”

“Or perhaps, even though you don’t remember, resentment has built up in your heart? Could the countless pasts where those boys grew up to kill you remain deep in your heart?”

Coriko smiled and pulled out a ‘star’ from her bosom.

It had a shabby appearance as if freshly picked from a trash can, but since I already knew that Coriko herself was a clone of me, the Successor, I could tell immediately.

They had already been cloning Kim Ddongbyeol as well.

They probably discovered it during my infinite regressions. The existence of Kim Ddongbyeol, which combined the ancient magic of the Hania Tribe with the soul of the Sacred Tree Becrux.

So they must have started cloning that as well.

‘The Fake Ddongbyul really looks terrible.’

Whether I was being sarcastic inwardly or not, Coriko rolled the Fake Ddongbyul over the puddle of my blood on the ground.

The Fake Ddongbyul, covered in bloodstains, easily tore through the protection barrier surrounding Benjamin.

“Descendant of the Great Mage, come here.”

Coriko placed the Fake Ddongbyul on Benjamin’s golden hair, filled with fear, and pressed it lightly.

It looked like….

It reminded me of the star patterns that appeared on the crowns of the heretics’ heads. I gritted my teeth and watched Benjamin, then my eyes widened.

“…?!”

Because his golden eyes had turned pitch black.

He wasn’t dead, nor had he fainted. Only his brilliantly golden eyes had turned black.

Coriko burst into delighted laughter and embraced Benjamin from behind.

At the same time, she moved his small hands directly to strangle my neck.

“…!”

It happened in an instant. With my neck being strangled, I struggled. Coriko spoke with an expression of ecstasy.

“I want power to accumulate quickly so I can kill you with these hands myself, Tulia Frazier.”

“Saint. If that happens, it will put considerable strain on your body as well.”

A priest nearby spoke cautiously.

“I know, but I always have to kill through the hands of sacrifices like this. I want to kill Tulia Frazier directly at least once or twice, even if I have to bear the burden.”

“But Saint….”

Angry madness flickered in Coriko’s eyes.

“If the power protecting that thing wasn’t so strong, I wouldn’t have had to spend such a long time scratching my face, eating blood, and wrapping bandages. You don’t know how much I hate that thing.”

“….”

More force was applied to Benjamin’s hands strangling my neck, or rather, to Coriko’s hands covering his small ones.

Coriko whispered to Benjamin.

“Good boy, descendant of the Great Mage. As a special reward for your suffering, I’ll grant you a painless death.”

Watching me gasp and choke, Coriko wore an expression of pure ecstasy.

“You didn’t know you’d die like this, did you? Two little ones locked in prison, relying on each other so desperately, but in the end you die like this. Of course, once you’re dead you’ll forget again.”

“….”

“What will you do if you’re the successor? During your endless regressions and repetitions, you’ll eventually die while being pitied like this.”

Suddenly, a single tear streamed down from Benjamin’s blackened eyes.

“….”

It was moisture that only I, being strangled by him, could see.

At the same time.

“Aaaahhh!”

Coriko’s terrible scream filled the prison.

I gasped when I saw that Coriko’s hands and parts of her body that had been embracing Benjamin were burned black.

“Saint!”

“The Saint is under attack!”

The moment even the priests were in a panic.

Benjamin desperately tried to tear off that damn Fake Ddong-byeol that was stuck, no, clinging to the top of his head.

In the process, Benjamin’s small hands also burned black, but he showed no hesitation.

Benjamin, whose hands and body had turned to ash as much as Coriko’s, stomped on the Fake Ddong-byeol with his foot.

“Ahh! Aaaahhh!”

Coriko screamed with her eyes rolled back like a dying beast. Ominous black smoke billowed along her body.

The priests, who were apparently still living people, instinctively avoided that smoke.

“Retrieve the sacred artifact!”

“It must be offered to the Saint!”

The priests who belatedly came to their senses tried to rush toward us, but ironically, the black smoke rising from Coriko’s body acted as a barrier separating us from them.

But that time wouldn’t last long either.

“Tulia….”

Benjamin crawled toward me like an injured beast, murmuring my name.

His eyes were still unfocused and black, but I didn’t feel Benjamin was dangerous. I truly didn’t feel that way at all.

I just held Benjamin tightly.

His young voice flowed down with moisture.

“I’m sorry….”

[System] Benjamin Fluas achieves Main Quest Grade A!

[System] As a special reward for achieving Main Quest Grade A, Benjamin Fluas’s wish will be granted!

I opened my lips in a daze.

[System] Benjamin Fluas’s wish

[System] He will forever take your place in receiving the pity you would have received

“…!”

[System] Special Reward 3, Benjamin Fluas’s wish is being executed!

At the same time, my soul floated up gently.

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