The Boss Wants to Die - Chapter 3

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The Boss wants to die.
Chapter 3
Instead, the sound of the chain jangling only numbed my reason.
I bared my fangs and huffed, then checked my equipment window again.
[Primordial Leash.]
‘A leash? Of all the ridiculous, absurd ways……!’
I looked back and forth between the docile man and the leash, as if waiting for myself to calm down.
‘How is it possible for a single Player to carry two Legendary Items?’
“What are you?”
“First, settle down. I would never hurt you. Understand?”
“Stop spewing nonsense and unlock this thing right now!”
I tried to spread my demonic wings and soar into the sky, but it failed.
An invisible chain materialized once more and dragged me toward him.
“Damn it!”
“It’s dangerous!”
As I was helplessly pulled by the formless force, the man wrapped his arms safely around my waist.
“Ah!”
My vision flipped in an instant.
The man, eyes wide with alarm, shielded my head so my skull wouldn’t crack against the ground.
And then I found myself sprawled on the floor, completely enveloped in his arms.
“Are you hurt anywhere?”
“What are you, why do you keep—!”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know it would work like this.”
The man seemed flustered, checking whether I was injured.
“It’s my first time. I didn’t know how to handle the item. I’m sorry.”
“Let go——”
“Your head. Are you all right?”
His thick, calloused fingers brushed gently around the back of my head.
In that instant, goosebumps raced across my entire body.
I wanted to rip the man’s head clean off, but the item prevented my strength from taking hold.
Bewildered, the man tried to soothe me with an anxious tone.
“Shh, just stay like this for a moment. Be good, yes? It’ll be all right soon——”
“Stop joking! I am the Demon God! How dare you! How dare you put such a dog’s leash on me——!”
“……a, a dog’s leash……”
The man protested, looking bewildered.
“That’s something I worked hard to obtain, something incredibly precious——”
“I’ll tear it to shreds and kill you! Let this go! I’ll make you regret ever doing this!”
“I didn’t know you’d hate it so much.”
The man had been fumbling and at a loss with me since the start.
With the leash fastened, he could have subdued me easily.
Instead, he stood there like a fool, taking the full brunt of my rage.
Thud, thud, thud, thud.
My fists, lacking their usual force, struck the man four times in rapid succession.
Had my strength been working properly, his skull would have shattered.
“Calm down, yes? If you don’t get angry, you’ll be able to move freely.”
The man kept trying to placate me even as the blows landed.
I couldn’t fathom what he was doing.
“Just relax your body a little.”
“Would you relax if you were me?! I won’t let this go! I won’t let this go, I swear!!”
“All right. Just ease up your body——”
“Undo this thing. I’ll sever your neck and display it in the Garden of the Demon Castle!”
The man gently wrapped his hand around mine, claws extended, and swallowed a sigh.
“I won’t hurt you. So don’t be afraid and listen to what I’m saying.”
The man tried to restrain me, almost a wild beast at this point.
In the process, blood beaded and dripped down his cheek where my nails had scraped him.
Strands of his white hair lay sheared and scattered across the floor like cobwebs, but he paid it no mind.
He only looked at me.
As if his own wounds didn’t matter.
“I know you’re startled. That you’re confused. I’m sorry for doing this to you. I’m sorry, all right?”
“Then unlock it!”
“I can’t. I can’t release it. I’m truly sorry. For putting you through this….”
Was this bastard genuinely insane?!
He was oddly docile about everything except the leash—he refused to unlock it even unto death.
I heaved with excitement, breathing hard.
He extended one large hand and stroked my palm gently with his thumb.
The tilted angle of his head cast a broad shadow that swallowed my entire frame at once.
I faltered for a moment, caught off guard.
I’d thought his frame formidable, but lying beneath him, he was larger than I’d imagined.
He was built such that one hand alone could bind both of mine.
Yet he merely rubbed my palm, waiting for me to settle—no restraints, no force.
‘What is this?’
My breathing came rough and ragged.
‘Why are you doing this to me?’
Six years as a Boss Monster—I’d never experienced anything like this.
I couldn’t tell anymore where I ended and the Demon God within me began.
Yet this man acted as though he could discern that very difference.
The way he waited with relentless patience for me to find myself again proved it.
Slowly, my excitement subsided.
“Yes, that’s right. Calm yourself.”
He stroked my shoulder slowly, soothingly.
His priest’s robes hung loosened and disheveled on him.
Between the parted collar, I glimpsed the thick line of his collarbone.
The gleam in his eyes, visible through strands of white hair, held an unnecessary, troubling depth.
‘A priest, and yet this atmosphere….’
It felt like being seduced by an incubus masquerading in priestly vestments.
“Are you better now?”
“Get. Away. From me. Now.”
“But if you attack me again, the Legendary Item might hurt you—”
“Are you deaf? I said get away!”
Six years.
Six long years living as a monster.
I was closer to beast than man by now.
My cruel and savage temperament would seem to settle, only to flare up again at the slightest provocation.
‘What’s this about? Acting like you’re soothing me. What do you think you know….’
The Demon God, now nearly absorbed into my own personality, grew irascible.
It was the aftereffect of being forced into the role of a Boss Monster for so long by the Game System.
‘No, wait. This isn’t me. Please, find your reason.’
I clenched my teeth and shook my head, but the churning anger refused to be driven out.
I bared my fangs as though bent on his death.
“You asked me who I was, remember?”
“I did.”
Seeing that I was finally ready to listen, the man smiled faintly.
With such a depraved face, even a smile looked beautiful.
“I’ll explain that in detail later. For now, wouldn’t it be better if you sat—”
“Sit? Are you planning to have tea with a monster?”
“Stop thrashing. You’ll hurt yourself.”
Did he think he was my bodyguard?
Why did he keep harping on safety?
I was so baffled my mouth hung open.
In the end, all his effort proved useless.
Because I only struggled harder.
“Are you an idiot? Don’t you know what a Demon God is? I’m the sovereign of darkness! Fleeing, calming down—those are games for vermin like you!”
I raged and snarled through clenched teeth.
“I’m a monster! Don’t speak to me as though I were human!”
A sound emerged from my throat—not the voice of a man, but the growl of a beast.
Most Players hearing such a sound would run like puppies spotting a tiger, tails tucked between their legs.
It was because of the Passive Effect tied to that warning growl.
[Demon God’s Intimidation.
The Demon God’s growl emits a powerful low-frequency resonance.
Reduces the target’s movement speed and defense by 5%. Afflicts the target with fear status for 30 seconds.]
But it had no effect on the man.
[You are wearing the Primordial Leash. Demon God’s Intimidation has been nullified.]
Because of the Intimidation Passive Effect, it felt like an age since I’d faced a Player with their wits still intact.
Perhaps that was why the man staring at me with such clear, rational eyes felt unsettling.
‘Don’t panic. Stay calm.’
I watched him warily, my pupils sharp as a beast’s as I scanned left and right.
Then suddenly, he lifted his hand and cupped my cheek.
Thinking he was about to launch a skill attack, I squeezed my eyes shut — but no pain came.
Instead of attacking, the man was gently rubbing away my bleeding lower lip, which I’d been biting down on hard.
“You’ll draw blood this way.”
“…….”
“If you can’t calm down, I’ll just stay like this. Until you tell me to stop.”
“……You came all this way to the Hall of the Demon God through hell and back to kill me — and you want me to believe that?”
I glared at him with a sneer, letting out a derisive laugh.
“Fine. Stop wasting time and just kill me. Don’t let this damned leash drive me crazy.”
The man shook his head and pushed himself up.
“Kill me right now!”
“I didn’t come here to kill you.”
Then what was a Player doing here, if not to slay the Boss Monster?
The rebuke that had nearly reached my tongue died at his words.
“Don’t say things like you want to die.”
He looked at me with unreadable eyes, then put the Primordial Bludgeon away.
‘He really won’t kill me?’
“What are you planning to do with me?”
I didn’t know what was happening, but this was the first Player to ever subdue me.
In six years, my Instant Death Skill had never been thwarted so helplessly even once.
The irritation that had poisoned my mood began to slowly dissolve.
Because, at last, I could see hope of dying.
As the Demon God within me quieted, my reason returned swiftly.
I spoke with affected pride.
“Kill me without regrets later. I’ll behave myself, I promise.”
“…….”
“You’ll get a reward for capturing me, right? Use it to buy some decent clothes. If the man who subdued me goes around in those shabby priestly robes, what does that say about the Demon God’s dignity? Doesn’t it?”
But the man didn’t look like he’d changed his mind at all.
‘This won’t work.’
I switched tactics, baring my fangs to threaten him.
“If you don’t kill me now, you’ll regret it for the rest of your life. Wiping out a village is child’s play — all it takes is a flick of my finger. Want to watch a town get destroyed because of you?”
The truth was, I couldn’t leave the Demon Castle.
But I spoke without batting an eye.
Dying and logging out — that was what mattered.
A lie like this was nothing.
“I’ve been stuck in the Demon Castle behaving myself all this time — I’m itching to blow off some steam. So you should…….”
“No.”
The man answered with blunt finality.
It was nothing like moments ago, when he’d seemed ready to comply with whatever I said.

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