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When you think of a cabin in the woods, you might think you’re living a life far removed from civilization, but in reality, that wasn’t the case at all.

The food stored in the basement of the cabin was very abundant, and there was a huge amount of retort food. In addition, there were also plenty of conveniences of civilization such as electronic devices.

‘Our church is far from being abstinent. We need to fully satisfy the desire to have fun and eat delicious food.’

After finishing my meal and watching TV with Sister Ayoung, who seemed to be having a good time, she explained the schedule for the day to me.

“Let’s learn a new scripture today. It’s a sacred teaching from beyond the dimensional gate.”

The old book that the nun held open was full of unknown characters. According to her explanation, it contained a method of sublimating desire into divine love.

“Look here, brother. When pure soul and desire meet and become one――”

As I listened to the nun’s explanation, her eyes began to take on a strange light. Her voice, which had been pious at first, gradually grew hotter, and her hand that held mine also became hot.

“Ahh… … Brother… … I’m sorry. I can’t stand it anymore.

Please come to your senses right now… … .”

“Sister? It’s still morning… … .”

“It’s okay. Love is not limited by time… … ♡”

Although the nuns’ expressions of affection were sometimes frightening, strangely enough, I didn’t hate them entirely.

After all, she loved me, and so did I.

Therefore, today too, I got to participate in her… … sacred ritual.

I love Sister Ayoung.

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After the President of the Association suffered countless deaths, the loss of his body in the quantum realm, the ‘me’ of this world became eight people, including the ‘me’ brought from another world.

And each ‘me’, excluding the original me, only has memories of the world they were connected to.

When I first heard the president’s explanation, I couldn’t believe it at all. How could they bring the same person from another world?

But what the president said was true.

In my hazy consciousness, several dreams came crashing down like waves.

… … No, this is not a dream. It is a memory.

And for some reason, observing them from the perspective of another ‘me’, I could see their obsession with me.

Sister Seoyeon was periodically erasing useless memories from my head.

Mr. Ghost observed me 24 hours a day while in a transparent state, and went a step further by installing surveillance cameras all over the house, even in my room and on my bed.

Teacher Wol-hee was drinking my blood and engaging in acts of affection to appease her extreme cannibalistic desire for my flesh.

The Heavenly President thought of me as his son, and he wanted to have my son. So he spent every night with me every day to achieve that goal.

Although Seo-ah seemed to be at peace with ‘me’ on the outside, when I thought about the bloody smell I felt after finishing my work of implementing justice… … I could guess that I would see blood somewhere.

The Sun put an eternal chain called a choker around ‘me’s’ neck. She held the power of ‘me’s’ life and death in her hands, and she possessed ‘me’ permanently.

Sister Ayoung packaged her lust as something sacred, and led ‘me’ and her to use each other as an outlet for their eternal desire.

It’s clear that the feelings they had for me were each slightly different in direction, but they were all filled with a terrifying obsession.

But… … strangely enough, their crazy obsession didn’t feel all that scary. Because… … .

It was because all of us were living happily.

Their affection was clearly twisted. It was impossible to even jokingly call it a normal relationship.

And yet, I… … no, we, were loved by them in our own way. Even if the degree of that love was excessive and reached the level of madness, its essence was clearly love.

“… … … Sigh.”

That’s why now it’s impossible to tell right from wrong.

If ‘I’ and ‘them’ are living well and feeling happy, wouldn’t that be good?

After all, I was the one who started and caused all this.

The Brand of Madness. The power to stimulate the emotions of powerful beings, distorting curiosity into favor, favor into affection, affection into obsession, and obsession into madness.

All of them, at first, probably approached me with pure intentions. Sister Seo-yeon’s sibling love, Mr. Ghost’s interest, Teacher Wol-hee’s sense of professional responsibility, President Haneul’s maternal love, Seo-ah’s sense of justice, Tae-yang’s curiosity, and Sister A-young’s sense of religious mission.

But my power distorted it all. Maybe the reason they were interested in me was because of my power.

And finally, their pure feelings were distorted into obsessive and twisted affection.

“It’s my fault… … .”

I sighed softly, muttering. It was clearly me who had caused their minds to become like this.

“… … Still, everyone seems happy now.”

Each in their own way, even if it is in a distorted and twisted form, they have found a way and an object of love.

And those ‘me’s’ who are spending peaceful days with them…

The president was right. This would be the best. There was no other way that would make everyone unhappy.

The voice of the association president woke me up from my deep thoughts.

“You look really tired… …Are you okay?”

As always, he approached me with an elegant gait, dressed neatly in a suit.

“Oh, yes. It’s just that… …I have a lot on my mind.”

“I see. Would you like a cup of tea?”

The president of the association sat down in front of me and smiled. As I looked at the president of the association for the first time, I noticed a beautiful appearance that I had not noticed before.

Silver hair neatly combed back, sharp yet gentle eyes, a refreshing voice, and an appearance that exudes the intelligence and dignity accumulated through observing countless world lines.

But as soon as that thought occurred to me, a part of my chest tightened with anxiety. Even having such feelings might be dangerous.

Suddenly, I felt the president’s eyes linger on me a little longer than usual. The tips of his hands as he handed me the tea seemed to tremble slightly, and even though we were a little far apart, I could feel his breath becoming slightly warm.

‘Surely not, even the president of the association…?

No. That can’t be… … .’

The period of time I met the president of the association was longer than that of any of them. The person who introduced me to Seoyeon when I was homeless was the president of the association.

Up until now, the president of the association has not been affected by my curse-like abilities, and that is probably thanks to his abilities. The president himself has explained it that way.

‘But, what if… … the president was influenced by my abilities from the beginning… …?’

I tried hard to shake that thought away. I had an ominous feeling that the sacrifices the president made through countless deaths might have been for his own good.

… … … … …

It seemed like everything was over.

From then on, I started dreaming every day, all the time I was asleep.

During that time, my consciousness experiences seven different lives simultaneously. The seven lives overlap in my consciousness, just like watching multiple TV channels at the same time.

Seoyeon’s ‘I’ gradually loses unnecessary memories, but greets a peaceful morning with her.

Ghost’s ‘I’ spends his daily life under her ever-present gaze.

Teacher Wol-hee’s ‘I’ is grateful for the vampire treatment she receives every night under the guise of treatment.

The ‘I’ of the Sky CEO is waiting with her for the child who will soon be born.

Seo Ah’s ‘I’ continues to support her implementation of justice today, oblivious to the violence behind it.

The ‘I’ of the sun lives with the choker around his neck as a symbol of love.

Sister Ayoung’s ‘I’ accepts the consciousness of desire as something sacred, and on the other hand, tries to replenish her stamina to receive her affection.

And I… …think that all these lives are my destiny.

Living multiple lives at once with a torn soul, and accepting their distorted affections.

Sometimes, the emotions of other ‘me’s’ affect my waking hours. I miss my older sister Seo-yeon, I think of Ms. Ghost, I think of Ms. Wol-hee… … My emotions change as if I’m changing channels.

But this kind of life isn’t so bad. At least now everyone is happy in their own way.

So, my daily life seemed to flow quietly.

One day.

That day, unlike other days, the president of the association was not with me the whole day, so I went for a walk to enjoy some alone time that I hadn’t had in a long time.

After walking for a few minutes, I suddenly felt like I could hear Seoyeon’s voice, then I felt like I could feel Ghost’s gaze… … The memories of other ‘me’s’ were mixed together, and my sense of reality became blurred.

“Oh my!”

I stumbled, holding my head, and bumped into someone. I lost my balance and fell on my butt.

“Oh my god, are you okay?”

A white hand extended along with a soft voice. When I looked up, I saw a woman standing with her back to the sunset.

Because of the backlight, I couldn’t see her face properly, but… … somehow, I could tell.

The intense coldness in her eyes. Her beautiful appearance that can be guessed without looking closely, and the extraordinary atmosphere that reveals her presence along with it.

And all this speaks to… …the tremendous power that this woman possesses.

The moment I felt them, my heart felt strangely cold.

‘Again… … it’s starting.’

“Come on, get up! If you sit like that, you’ll catch a cold.”

The moment I unconsciously took the hand of a strangely happy-looking woman, I had a feeling that this was the beginning of a new destiny.

It’s not over. It never will be over.