Chapter 79: Those Who Can Never Be Forgiven (30)
by Afuhfuihgs“No awareness, no sense of the situation, and even if it’s because of the Mesmerizing Eye—why did she ever like a man like that?”
Looking down, I saw Sera’s body sinking into the black pit of corruption.
Memories define a person’s very essence.
Once Sera is completely submerged in the demonic energy Rina personally prepared, all the knowledge and memories engraved in her brain will become meaningless.
The demonic energy began overflowing.
Its limitless power sent shivers of delight down my spine.
But when I thought about Baek Min-jun fighting Kim Su-hyun in the distance, I felt a tinge of regret.
As someone who had once been chosen as a saint, I used to love making the world a better place.
But now?
Positivity, happiness, joy, kindness.
I didn’t exactly hate those emotions, but…
Now that I had discovered the pleasure of tearing things down, my entire sense of values had been twisted beyond repair.
“Baek Min-jun, you are not the vessel I was looking for.”
With a graceful landing in front of Sera, I scoffed at her with disgust.
The pleasure of destruction only shines when the target is something valuable.
But Baek Min-jun?
He was nothing more than a dark, repulsive existence.
There was no value to be found in him, and thus, destroying him would bring no satisfaction.
The only reason I kept him around was because he was useful.
A man obsessed with physical pleasure, completely powerless without the Mesmerizing Eye.
And yet, his knowledge of this world was astonishing.
Even back when I was still a saint, I had to acknowledge Baek Min-jun’s knowledge.
It was almost like he could see the future.
How did such a worthless man acquire such a power?
I was curious, but never bothered to ask.
After all, knowledge without wisdom meant nothing.
Even though he possessed the Mesmerizing Eye, he wasted it on petty desires.
Instead of breaking me completely, he had only toyed with my body while keeping my mind intact.
A man who couldn’t even accept his own failures—what was he truly capable of?
“Haa… Kim Su-hyun, what kind of expression will you make?”
Feeling a tingling sensation from the sacred markings on my lower abdomen, I ran my fingers across Sera’s face.
Her scarf had disappeared in the wind, her clothes and skin were stained with blood.
Her once bright brown hair was now drenched in dark filth, tainted by demonic energy.
And yet, she remained beautiful.
Like a perfectly sculpted statue of ice.
That pristine beauty made me smile.
Just a little longer.
Once Rina fully resurrects inside this saint’s body, Kim Su-hyun will be trapped in a dilemma—
To save the world, he will have to kill the woman he loves.
No matter what choice he makes, his image as a righteous warrior will shatter completely.
This moment held the greatest pleasure I could experience before the world crumbled.
“No, no. Even if she loses her body, she must keep her consciousness.
You still have a lot to do, in order for me to enjoy the warrior’s expression.”
As I gently touched Sera’s lower abdomen, I whispered softly.
Lifting her slightly from the pit, I studied her closely.
The Sera I had seen at the fortress had been a noble saint, willing to sacrifice her life for the warrior.
That much had remained the same.
But compared to Rina, who had waited for 300 years, Sera’s resolve was lacking.
That wouldn’t do.
In order for Kim Su-hyun to make the choice to kill the saint, Sera had to retain her consciousness.
I wanted to see her plead—
“Kill me… to save the world.”
That moment would be so beautifully agonizing.
“Oh?”
Just as I was about to awaken Sera’s consciousness, I felt a hand gripping my throat.
An impossible strength, for a mere girl.
Why?
Even if I had awoken her consciousness, Rina should have already taken complete control over her body.
I couldn’t even feel the bruise forming around my neck.
All I could do was stare at Sera’s face.
Her black eyes were unfocused, yet…
Her grip was filled with unyielding determination.
“A mere NPC… A fake… I won’t lose…!”
“This world is fake anyway…!”
“…Fake?”
A muttered phrase, spoken instinctively.
A reflex from waking up suddenly.
Given time, Rina would regain complete control over the body.
And yet…
I couldn’t ignore the word that had just come from Sera’s mouth.
A saint willing to sacrifice herself without hesitation, yet she had called this world fake?
Had I misheard?
I replayed the memory in my mind over and over again.
No matter how many times I checked, the word that left Sera’s lips was still fake.
And that… was exactly what I had been searching for.
“…Perfect. You’re absolutely perfect.”
The Demon King from 300 years ago had sought to corrupt and dominate this world.
But that was why the Five Heroes and the Warrior had defeated him.
It was the reason why he suffered the humiliation of being sealed away.
That same fate had led to Saint Rina becoming the new Demon King.
But even Rina had no desire to destroy this world.
I had played along, pretending to cooperate with the warrior’s party—
Simply to lure Kim Su-hyun into killing Sera.
That had been the original plan.
But the incident at Kaputa Highlands had given me something even better.
Among all the saints, Sera had the purest will.
Yet, deep inside, she believed this world was meaningless.
It was too perfect.
I felt so ecstatic, I thought I might go insane.
“Yes… This is what I’ve been searching for.”
“A true Demon King—one who sees this world as worthless.”
“The vessel that will grant my wish… You are the one.”
A noble saint, turning into a Demon King.
Nothing could be more exhilarating.
The pleasure of corrupting something so pure was beyond anything I had ever experienced.
I wouldn’t let Rina have this.
I wouldn’t let Baek Min-jun have this.
I wouldn’t let Kim Su-hyun have this.
This saint named Sera—
How should I break her?
What method would bring her true thoughts to the surface?
I needed a plan.
And for that, I needed time.
“I love you… I truly love you, Sera.”
With a gentle touch, I lifted Sera from the ground.
Her lifeless eyes stared into nothingness.
Her bloodstained face resembled a broken doll.
But none of that mattered.
The battle for control over her body was still ongoing.
But if she truly was the saint I adored, she would win.
Smiling, I glanced toward Kim Su-hyun and Baek Min-jun.
The battle had already shifted.
Baek Min-jun, who had once fought confidently, was now trembling in fear at the edge of the battlefield.
My plans were nearly complete.
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