The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me - Chapter 124

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Episode 124

“Gasp!”

I opened my eyes.

“Cough! Cough cough cough!”

I was certain I had died the moment my throat was strangled.

Still feeling like I was in that situation, I frantically rubbed my neck for a while.

After repeating this dozens of times, I finally came to my senses.

‘I’m alive.’

I’m alive.

Back then, I was certain I was going to die.

I felt relief at the fact that I was alive.

【Die! Die! Just die!】

The woman’s voice screaming with malice seemed to echo.

That woman who looked exactly like me, with Rose’s face.

She had killed me.

‘…Is it really Rose?’

Has she returned?

But how? Her body, I had…

At that moment, I belatedly noticed the surrounding scenery.

“What is this…”

The modern interior decorated in black and white was something I couldn’t have seen in the place I had possessed.

What is this…

I pushed back the blanket to get up from where I was.

And as I turned my feet to the side of the bed, something cold and sharp gripped my ankle.

Something was attached to my foot.

Startled, I quickly threw back the blanket…

“What the hell is…”

I discovered shackles.

More precisely, shackles were fastened around my ankle.

Shackles?

I blankly brought my hand to my ankle.

I inserted my fingers into the slight gap between my ankle and the shackles and tried to pull.

However, the shackles didn’t budge at all.

“…”

Looking at where the long chain of the shackles on my foot led, it was fixed to the wall beside the bed.

“This is insane.”

Then I noticed my reflection in the mirror on the vanity not far away.

Not Rose, but me from Korea.

I approached the vanity mirror as if enchanted.

Black hair reaching down to my waist and black eyes.

Not as stunning a beauty as Rose, but my real appearance that had often been called pretty.

My cat-like face bore a slight resemblance to Rose’s impression.

I couldn’t easily look away from my reflection in the mirror.

‘Why do I look older?’

Come to think of it, my hair was longer too.

Overall, I looked much more mature than the appearance I remembered.

I seemed to have aged about five years more than before.

I couldn’t easily escape from the shock.

As I stared into the mirror, I recalled the words whispered to me by the woman with the same face as Rose before I died, smiling eerily.

【See you again.】

See you again…

It was as if she knew I wouldn’t die.

I had returned to Korea, but how…

Click.

Then I heard some sound from the opposite side.

Suddenly music accompaniment began and an ominous rhythm pounded through the room.

Crawling into the swamp of despair.

You know that despair is waiting in that muddy, dark place…

Suddenly a song…?

Wondering where it was coming from, I saw an old radio in the far corner.

I approached it and picked up the radio.

‘This song’s title is…’

Just then, the song lyrics flowed out.

“Benefactor.”

That was the title.

It was really an out-of-place song for this situation.

I frowned and pressed a button to turn off the song.

【I’ll save you, sun…】

Memories from the distant past that I had kept locked away seemed ready to break through glass barriers and surface one by one.

My head hurt.

“My head hurts…”

Really, my head hurt as if it would split. My vision became dizzy and nausea surged up.

“Ugh…”

My body, unable to endure the headache, couldn’t hold up and staggered.

I hastily grabbed onto the vanity.

I struggled to support my body while clutching my head.

My vision gradually became hazy. A blurry figure appeared before me as I collapsed.

‘A photo?’

A picture frame I hadn’t noticed before caught my eye.

However, I couldn’t take in the full image before collapsing.

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It had only been a few days since coming to the North, but too many things had happened.

And in a bad direction at that.

Arzen had lost what he had long awaited.

“…Roji.”

He murmured the name of one who was already dead and gone.

Arzen loved beautiful things.

However, it hadn’t been that way from the beginning.

Arzen pursued perfection.

He hadn’t been that way from the beginning either.

In his childhood, which he couldn’t even remember, there was said to be an indelible hideous scar on his face.

His parents were disgusted by such an Arzen.

But on the other hand, unable to forgive the flaw of the Marquis House’s heir, they searched for someone who could remove the scar.

Perhaps their relentless efforts paid off.

Arzen succeeded in erasing the large scar mark on his face.

However, when you gain something, there’s always a price to pay.

Instead of erasing the scar on his face, he received a curse.

In noble society, curses are unclean things. An absolute shame that should never exist.

Arzen’s parents searched for a way to break his curse and as a result received an oracle.

【The reason you are cursed is not because of that scar.】

【All of this is because of a transcendent being.】

【So conversely, if you find that transcendent ‘being’, wouldn’t the curse be broken?】

Those who heard the oracle all spoke with one voice.

A transcendent being.

Could there be anything other than a transcendent?

To think that the curse eating away at his body was because of a transcendent.

If only he could find the transcendent, he wouldn’t let them be. Thus, as years passed, his hatred only grew.

It was hatred that had festered for a very long time.

However, even after finding the transcendent being, his curse showed no signs of being lifted.

Why?

That’s when one being caught Arzen’s eye.

A maid who approached him with pink hair fluttering. From that point on, enduring the curse became much easier. Perhaps the solution to this curse is…

“It’s pointless now.”

She was dead.

In an unexpected way, so futilely.

Until the middle of the night, he couldn’t lie down on his bed and stood by the window.

While the moon hidden in clouds revealed itself and hid again, he remained there continuously.

After quite some time like that, Arzen moved.

Even he didn’t know where his footsteps were heading.

A moment later, his steps had somehow unknowingly led him to the front of the room where Roji’s corpse lay.

A few hours ago, Count Seiblain had hurriedly arrived in the north.

She would take away Roji’s body.

So there was no meaning in being in such a place…

Clicking his tongue, Arzen was about to turn away.

If only he hadn’t heard the thud! sound from inside the room.

Wondering if he had heard wrong, he quietly watched the door when sounds came from inside again.

Arzen’s expression, who had been quietly watching the room, hardened.

He reached out and immediately opened the room door.

And he witnessed the rare spectacle of a corpse coming back to life, crawling out of the coffin.

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