episode_0269

“Die!”

Riiip!

The spear found the optimal path, slaughtering everything that blocked its way.

Isis raised her head and stared beyond the door.

‘He’s there.’

Though only a terrifying demonic energy could be felt from that place, she instinctively recognized Ruan’s presence.

What in the world was happening to him for such an evil aura to fill the air?

She was so worried that she felt anxious, and equally enraged.

“Get lost!!”

Unable to hold back, Isis immediately donned her Valkyrie Suit and swept away all the Dark Cultists in front of her.

The Valkyrie’s spear, imbued with the War God’s Blessing, unleashed power that was anathema to the Dark Cult.

The guys who were barely holding on were swept away in one fell swoop.

Isis immediately opened the door and went inside.

The room was an enclosed space with no windows. In its center, a man with a mask bizarrely distorting half his face and Ruan, enveloped in black demonic energy, were visible.

“Ruan!!”

At the sight, which was clearly not normal, she clenched her fists tightly.

She tried to rush forward, but the masked man blocked her path.

“Stop. I can’t let you interfere.”

“You… you’re that Golden Ghost or whatever you call yourself. I’ll kill you right now.”

“Hahahaha! Your personality has changed a lot, hasn’t it? Is your brother that precious?”

“…”

Isis silently gripped her spear anew.

Falling for such cheap provocations would waste the experience she had gained and the time she had spent.

Whizz!

She immediately thrust straight forward.

Alisa and Abel followed, supporting her on both sides.

KABOOM!

A fierce clash erupted.

The Golden Ghost manipulated space itself, efficiently deflecting the party’s attacks.

Isis’s spear was completely diverted through spatial overlap, Alisa’s red flash was blocked by a wall of space, and Abel was repelled by a barrage of spatial spheres that made even approach impossible.

And Deborah and Uni’s magic was easily dealt with using artifacts and authority.

It was truly an overwhelming display of power, but even with the aid of external artifacts, it was impossible to completely block the party’s combined attack.

In the ensuing battle, the Golden Ghost’s defenses gradually crumbled.

CRASH!

In the end, the Golden Ghost, who had unexpectedly taken Isis’s spear, was pushed back terribly.

Even when cornered, he laughed.

“Pfft! So, fighting alone is impossible, huh?”

“If you know, retreat immediately.”

“Hmm… Do you want to save Ruan Friuli? Then it’s a shame.”

“What?”

“Because time’s already up.”

Snap!

The Golden Ghost snapped his fingers and retreated.

The path she had so desperately wished for was open, but Isis honestly couldn’t rejoice.

Swirl!

The horrifying amount of demonic energy that had filled the room and even seeped outside began to be sucked into Ruan’s entire body.

Soon, all the demonic energy was absorbed, and Ruan’s eyes slowly opened.

His eyes were stained with an even deeper darkness than usual.

Isis slowly approached him.

“Ru- Ruan? Is that really you?”

“…”

“It’s me. Isis. Your older sister. I came to save you. Are you alright?”

The evil gaze, the cold expression, the violent aura—all of it screamed that this was not Ruan, yet Isis did not hastily conclude.

This was due to her fervent wish for Ruan’s safety, and her obsessive desire not to be hated by him.

That, was a mistake.

“Die.”

Thud!

Ruan’s hand blade easily pierced through the suit and penetrated her abdomen.

A burning pain flared.

However, for Isis, the mental blow was greater than the physical pain.

“Ru… an.”

“You missed. This time, I’ll burst your heart!”

Sliip!

Without hesitation, he pulled out his hand blade and lunged his attack towards her heart this time.

Isis realized belatedly.

‘That’s not Ruan.’

Not Ruan Friuli, the younger brother she cherished, nor the Ruan she loved, but a third party.

Perhaps that horrifying demonic energy was the cause.

The thought of dying without even getting proper revenge felt incredibly unfair.

Just as Isis bit her lip tightly.

“Look at me!”

CRASH!

Abel, who had intervened, took the blow in her stead.

He was miserably sent flying by the single blow, tumbling across the floor, but thanks to him, they bought some time.

In the meantime, Alisa’s consecutive attacks caught whatever had possessed Ruan’s body, and Deborah and Uni’s magic forced it to retreat.

Deborah laid Isis on the floor and immediately pulled out a semen potion.

“Drink this!”

“That’s…”

“It’s a potion! Quickly!”

Isis gazed at Deborah.

This potion was proof that she had sex with Ruan. It was natural for lovers, but she still couldn’t suppress her jealousy.

The fact that she had to survive on the semen Ruan had ejaculated inside another woman was miserable.

However, what took precedence over all of that was Ruan’s life.

Pride and jealousy could be discarded anytime.

“Thank you.”

“Stop talking and hurry!”

At Deborah’s reprimand, Isis quickly began to swallow the semen.

Before she could even take a few mouthfuls, the burning sensation that had gripped her abdomen subsided, flesh regenerated, and the wound instantly closed.

Her condition even seemed better than before she was injured.

Having instantly recovered her strength, Isis immediately picked up her spear and stood.

“President-nim. Are you alright?”

“Yes. I’m perfectly fine. Leave the front to me.”

“Yes. I’ll leave it to you!”

Leaving Deborah behind, Isis rushed at Ruan without delay.

‘I’ll definitely return you to normal.’

Even if it costs me my life!

*

My eyes opened in the darkness.

“Where… am I?”

I recall being possessed by the demonic spirit, but nothing after that.

Could this be my mental world?

“I wouldn’t have thought I was such a dark person.”

Although I committed rape, threats, and even murder as if it were daily bread, I was still a normal human who laughed and chatted.

This is hard to see as a human mind.

It wouldn’t be wrong to say it was born from darkness and raised only on darkness.

As it happens, if that’s the case, something comes to mind.

“It’s the Demonic Spirit.”

It seems my mental world has been encroached upon by the Demonic Spirit, changing it in this way.

What should I do now?

“Is escape even possible?”

Incarnation is out of the question, and I can’t even feel any magic, so I have no idea what I’m supposed to do to get out of here.

But I can’t just stay here like this either.

Outside, my companions must be struggling to save me.

If I’m not giving up on all of life, then I must do something.

Even if it’s meaningless.

“Is there no other choice?”

For now, I should at least look around.

I began to walk forward aimlessly, without purpose or meaning.

As I pushed through the darkness, a faint figure appeared in the distance.

As I approached, its true form revealed itself.

Sob! Sob!

It was Alisa.

Alisa, drenched in semen from head to toe, was slumped on the floor, sobbing.

From her genitals, pink semen mixed with virgin blood was still flowing.

“Alisa!!”

I ran without hesitation.

I wrapped my arms around her slender shoulders and caressed her cheeks, which were full of despair and pain.

Alisa stared blankly at me.

“Ruan…”

“Yes. It’s me. Do you remember?”

“I remember. I can’t forget.”

She wore a faint smile and returned the caress on my cheek.

Just as I felt relieved, the corners of her mouth continued to rise, forming a grotesque smile.

“How could I possibly forget? You… you ruined my life.”

“Alisa?”

“Just die!!”

Alisa, screaming with hatred, lowered the hand that had been caressing my cheek and squeezed my neck.

My windpipe was constricted, causing pain.

But what hurt me more than any physical pain were Alisa’s words.

“I’m broken because of you! I can never go back to how I was! Do you think I still love you? No! Never! I’m just waiting for an opportunity. Like now! Because when an opportunity comes, I must never miss it! So I can kill you myself!!”

Alisa, proclaiming that even every moment spent with me was merely for revenge.

Even though I knew all of this was a trick by the Demonic Spirit trying to devour my body, I couldn’t help but waver.

Because I understood the Alisa before me.

If I had been raped by someone, I couldn’t imagine forgiving them.

Especially if that someone had hidden their identity and made me fall in love with them. Rather, I would have burned with rage at feeling manipulated.

Perhaps Alisa really was just waiting for the moment of revenge.

That small doubt disturbed my mind and sickened my heart.

I squeezed my eyes shut.

The longer my neck was choked, the more my mind faded, as if my body were dying.

If time passed like this, I would completely vanish, and my body would be enslaved by the Demonic Spirit.

The thought should have made me want to escape immediately, but strangely, my body wouldn’t even budge a finger.

In the end, just as the thread of my consciousness was about to snap completely.

-I love you.

A warm resonance echoed in my mind.

“Ah…”

This was a memory from the past.

Something that had happened months ago, and at the same time, a voice I had heard just a few days prior.

It was Alisa’s voice, who always acted grumpy on the surface but loved me deeply inside, who would cruelly refuse my requests only to secretly and shyly whisper ‘I love you’ after I fell asleep.

Yes. She told me she loved me.

This single phrase was more conclusive proof than anything else, so what was I even afraid of?

I opened my eyes wide.

“Die! Diiiie!”

Still, the Alisa before me contorted her face like a malevolent demon, spewing curses.

Yet, the words that had torn my heart to shreds just seconds ago had no effect on me now.

“Tch… You’re not Alisa.”

You’re just a fake created by the Demonic Spirit.

I don’t know why I was shaken and doubted by something like this. To be fooled just because the appearance was similar, I’m pathetic.

And I felt sorry to Alisa.

I struggled to raise my hand and peeled off Alisa’s arm that was clutching my neck.

Fwoosh!

Then Alisa, too, turned into smoke and was absorbed into my body.

At the same time, several faint figures appeared around me and began to approach.

“Quite a crowd has arrived.”

They were all women who, like Alisa, had been raped by me.

The room was full, including enemies like Shakra and Idra, as well as Pernia, Deborah, Sara, Iris, Leona, and Skadia.

I certainly did a lot of raping.

“How many offenses is this, really? If this were America, I’d get a 1000-year prison sentence, wouldn’t I?”

In Korea, maybe around 30 years?

I deliberately muttered playfully to alleviate the tension, and in doing so, I spotted an unexpected person among them and laughed.

“Why is Roxana here?”

This Demonic Spirit bastard seems to be quite in a hurry.

Seeing that it just brought Roxana here even though I’ve never raped her.

Or what, is it like a ‘fashion rape’ or something?

Another woman to deal with, but it’s not bad since it completely relaxed my tension.

“Come on. You fakes! I’ll show you secondary harm!”