Ch.70Chapter 70 – Trying to Rewrite This Novel’s Ending (1)

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Bi-wol, who had stolen Bing-yeon’s lips and fled, returned to her chamber and recalled the sensation of that moment.

‘It was indeed incomparably better than in my dreams…’

She kicked her blankets wildly with her feet while making strange laughing sounds. The feeling and impression were different from the phantom of her master she had created in the incubus’s dream.

Bing-yeon, who had always seemed like an unbreakable mountain, had shown vulnerability before her affectionate advances, unable to resist.

Some parts were firmer than in her dreams, and others softer. Finding this fascinating and enchanting, she couldn’t help but lick her lips again.

Despite pouring out so much affection, she still felt it wasn’t enough.

Bi-wol had practiced many times in her imagination for moments like this. She wanted to intertwine their tongues countless times, share breaths, touch sensitive spots, and make him unable to escape from her.

‘I wonder if Master enjoyed it too… hehehe…’

Just moments ago, they had inhaled each other’s scent and savored each other’s lips. Beyond the relationship of master and disciple, only the fact that they were man and woman remained in that moment.

His excited breathing and reddened ears showed that he was indeed a man.

‘…No matter how wicked Master might be, this girl is prepared to follow him to the depths of hell.’

Bi-wol thought again about the confession Bing-yeon had made. It was the moment he revealed his identity that she was able to exploit his vulnerability.

‘How naive and ignorant did you think this girl was?’

In truth, Bi-wol had suspected Bing-yeon’s identity for a long time. He was the one who had rescued her from the Heavenly Demon Divine Sect where she had been imprisoned as a child, a master obsessed with saving lives.

Even while coughing blood as if on the verge of death, he had burned his life force to save her, and rumors spread that he was the virtuous person who had saved the most people during the war between righteous and demonic factions.

After being rescued from the Heavenly Demon Divine Sect, Bi-wol didn’t immediately open her heart to Bing-yeon. Before meeting him, she had believed that the demonic faction consisted entirely of evil people.

Martial artists who would stop at nothing to achieve their goals, choosing the path of evil rather than following law and righteousness. That was the definition of the demonic faction that had been passed down before Bing-yeon.

But…

‘Master chose to walk the path of the demonic faction to save more people, and established a sect to take in those with nowhere to go.’

Bing-yeon was different.

Since the righteous factions often prioritized bloodlines and ability, there were limitations to saving the sick or unfortunate.

Having escaped from the Five Poisons Sect, Bing-yeon could have claimed to be part of the righteous faction, but he chose to dirty his hands to save as many lives as possible.

‘Even if this world was created by Master, and all the misfortunes surrounding me were determined by him…’

Bi-wol closed her eyes tightly, strengthening her resolve. The tears flowing from one eye felt spiteful.

Normally, if someone created their own world, they would think only of using it to live in luxury.

Isn’t that natural? If the world is filled with characters and objects of one’s own creation.

‘…I will not hate Master. After all, he strived to save as many people as possible.’

But Bing-yeon didn’t do that.

He came to save her with a terminally ill body, and tried to comfort her when she couldn’t eat or sleep well due to the despair of being abandoned by her parents.

Watching Bing-yeon from beside him, Bi-wol could proudly say she knew what kind of person he was better than anyone.

A naive, pure, foolish man who knew how to sacrifice himself for others. It was these qualities that had made Bi-wol fall in love with him.

It didn’t matter if he was the founder of the Heavenly Demon Divine Sect that had caused her suffering. There must be reasons he couldn’t fully explain.

If he truly were the culprit who had ruined her life, he would have lived another life without feeling the slightest guilt.

That’s what her parents did when they sold her for a few measures of rice, and what the bishop of the Heavenly Demon Divine Sect did when he fed human flesh and blood to a child.

‘Besides, not everything goes according to Master’s will, does it?’

Bi-wol remembered Bing-yeon’s expression when she wouldn’t eat or couldn’t sleep as a child.

Those sad eyes genuinely concerned for her health.

If, as Wolfram said, Han Do-hyeon and Bing-yeon were the same person and the creator of this world, he wouldn’t need to go to such trouble.

‘Even if the feelings I hold now are falsehoods created by Master…’

Bi-wol bit her lower lip as she considered this unlikely possibility. But novels often diverge from the author’s intended direction.

“…I ardently love Master.”

There was no falsehood or artificial setting in Bi-wol’s emotions now. They were pure and tender feelings of love.

Although it was disappointing that he had lied about seeing the future and remained silent despite knowing her feelings.

“I am a sinful disciple who has fallen in love with a master as lofty as the heavens.”

He was the one who saved her when she could eat nothing but human flesh and blood, the life mentor who taught her the warmth of humanity and hope for tomorrow.

What Bing-yeon had done for Bi-wol was so much that she could never repay it in a lifetime, so she was prepared to walk with him to the depths of hell no matter what wrongs he had committed.

“So Master, please share the responsibility for my feelings.”

Bi-wol slightly raised the corners of her mouth as she imagined herself in the future that Azazel had seen. If it was a scene stimulating enough to make that seemingly noble cleric have a nosebleed, there could only be one possibility.

Even if it was just one of many possible futures, she could greatly increase the probability once she came of age.

“I will reach the Transformation Realm before anyone else and break Master’s celibacy.”

As she said this, Bi-wol placed her hand on her chest, feeling her pounding heartbeat. The trembling of love created between her and Bing-yeon.

Having just realized that her love was bearing fruit, Bi-wol would never forget this moment.

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The day after Bi-wol gave me that intense kiss and left, I woke up earlier than usual.

‘I couldn’t sleep well…’

I had only guessed that she, whom I had always thought of as a young girl, had been hiding such deep feelings for me, but this was the first time I had actually faced it.

I had vaguely noticed what feelings she harbored for me when I defeated her Inner Demon, but I thought they would fade with time.

‘…I wonder if she’s figured out that I’m the creator of this world too.’

It would be strange if she hadn’t realized it by now. The characters I created were all living and moving beyond my expectations.

The mark Bi-wol left on me yesterday was a prime example.

I yawned deeply, trying to shake off my sleepiness, but the ticklish sensation remaining in my mouth made me recall yesterday’s events even more vividly.

‘I didn’t expect Bi-wol to say it wouldn’t matter even if she had noticed everything all along…’

I had always thought of myself as a great sinner who had committed an unforgivable crime against Bi-wol. I thought I was living in this hell as punishment for discontinuing the serialization.

But yesterday, Bi-wol kept saying it was okay while exploring my lips. It felt like a brief moment stretched into hours.

‘…Now I really need to see this through to the end. If only to respond to Bi-wol’s feelings.’

I rested my chin on my hand as I noticed the massive presence approaching my sect. Shub-Niggurath, who had possessed Bing-seol-hwa’s body, was on the move.

“……”

I finished preparing for battle and stepped outside my room. As the door slid open, my disciples were already waiting for me.

“Master, this girl has completed all preparations. Please give your orders.”

“Bing-yeon, is the plan certain?”

Kim Hyul and Bi-wol, the protagonist and final boss of my first martial arts novel, “Diamond Fist King.”

“Master! It seems that outer god fellow is heading our way now!”

“Even if I die, I hope you’ll save my family.”

Sieg-hardt and Verdandi, the protagonist and final boss of my second fantasy novel, “I Need To Kill The Hero.”

“Brother, when this battle ends, I will erect a statue in your honor and create a new religion. Then I would be known not as the Saintess of the Outer God, but as the Saintess of Bing-yeon…”

And finally, Azazel, the final boss from the game possession web novel “I was Possessed In Idle Game.”

It was a shame that Kang Si-woo, the protagonist, wasn’t here, but that guy wouldn’t miss this fight.

“…Good, everyone is prepared.”

I gently raised the corners of my mouth as I looked at my disciples. No matter how I thought about it, I couldn’t imagine losing.