I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel

17 – Sosa (完)

“What you did before, can you do it one more time?”

After I finished speaking, Innis’ expression hardened. Rather, the devastated face that had been looking at the devil earlier seemed better.

“…Was it you?”

Unlike that stiff expression, his eyes were trembling desperately. It was shaking like a haze.

“Was it you? It was you! Yes, the test subject you met before…? The one I killed…?”

Like Lilia, why is she so dead? I’m literally alive like this

Are the criteria for death different? Is it treated as dead once life activity stops? Oh, I guess it’s like that.

Certainly, I was burned once and only a small part of my body was left. Of course, in that state, all life activities were stopped. I made sure to play it later.

If even such a state could be called death.

I will become a body that can repeat small deaths endlessly.

Then you must be dead.

I came to that conclusion and answered her question in the affirmative.

“That’s right. I am the monster you met that day.”

Innis trembled as if he were about to cry. The suspension bridge swayed here and there as if it had met a typhoon.

Still, the demon was pouring out blades made of sound. The sound of applause, now firmly neurotic, rang in my head.

Lilia was considerate of us and was blocking its attack, but there were limits.

There was no time.

Innis slowly stretched out his arms. I didn’t avoid it, I accepted it quietly. His arms cross the nape of my neck, and they energize me toward Innis.

I became like a raindrop and surrendered to gravity towards Innis. Before I knew it, my face was buried in the slightly stiff uniform, where I could feel the soft skin beneath it.

Innis held me in his arms. It was like a sister welcoming her little brother.

There was relief in that warmth, but at the same time there was anxiety and fear.

“…Thank God.”

I could feel Innis’ breathing in my ears. It was a sob. Her time was mercilessly passing as usual, but her time seemed cozy and slow.

I’m sure I’m being held, but strangely, it felt like she was being held by me.

She spoke as if clinging to me and as if pleading.

“Really… I’m glad I’m alive…”

The content of the words was relief. It was a plea on the inside. That kind of plea, not to instill sin in yourself any more. I knew that many emotions were scattered like an abstract painting in those small words.

Innis said as if she was crawling as she held me tight enough to slightly choke her breath.

“I lived… I finally realized I was alive… Do I have to? It hurts, I could die.”

Inis’ question was natural. Why is she trying to get close to death again even though she is alive at best.

I responded calmly to her words. Just like Innis told me under the starry sky in the past. Just like the one that came back to me when I said, “Aren’t you afraid of the devil?”

“I got a means to defeat the devil, but I have to use it.”

It was the same reason as Innis. You can do it, you have to do it, you do it.

It’s something only I can do.

Above all, isn’t it a demon that was resurrected because of me? I’ll take responsibility and handle it. Even though I can’t play the role of suffocating.

I said it rightly because it was the way it should be.

I also reached behind Innis’ nape. His blonde hair was tangled as if it were slipping between his fingers. I stroked her hair like I was combing it. Her tangles loosened slightly, and the soft texture tickled her hands.

Then I patted him on the head a few times.

“Because only I can do it. I have to do it.”

I was both pitiful and proud of the person who cared about me and cared for me. I realized that both she and I had developed a lot of affection for each other in this short period of time. I am also a very sincere person. No, is it a monster with a lot of affection? I’m not sure either.

Jeong is really scary. What is this? I’m going to get that sick again.

“Innis, let’s do our best in each position.”

My clever strategy hurt people.

It was much lighter than dying.

**

“Now, can we walk now?”

“Thank you.”

Lilia walked me as far as the devil. Innis was still flying leisurely high up in the sky. He didn’t even say goodbye. Okay. Because that was a greeting.

“…Are you really okay?”

“What?”

“I can’t help you this time.”

Eyes resembling butterflies were staring at me. It was absurd, so I laughed out loud.

“Are you sure you saved me?”

“Oh.”

Perhaps it was a fact she didn’t want to find out, but Lilia blushed with her resentment and shame. But she still wasn’t looking away from me. Is it coming, pride, or guilt? What is controlling her now? At least i couldn’t figure it out

“…Never mind that.”

“I can’t do that. As a person, I have to be sure about Eun-won.”

If the body is said to be a monster, then the soul becomes a monster.

You must know how to repay grace properly.

Ignoring my thoughts, Lilia threw it away with a sharp and cold tone.

“Anyway, I disagree with you.”

I never imagined that even Lillia would oppose it. Is it such a bad plan? I was curious and asked her if there were any other options.

“What is the alternative?”

“The alternative? That, so the alternative…”

She hesitated in her answer. At the end of the blurry words, I realized that my thoughts were the best.

Once more applause was heard. The waves of sound still tore through the forest, ripped through the sky, and nearly split me in half.

A translucent blue membrane blocked the blade of the sound. She turned her eyes in the direction that made the curtain.

Lillia held her wand with her trembling hand. Now, it seemed that her limits were coming to her as well. The burden must have been heavy on her because she ran away with her magic without any kind of treatment.

I still have Lilia’s handkerchief. Her blood was soaked, and her fingers were cut off and wrapped around them.

“Then you know there’s no alternative. Oh, and you’re just covering Innis. Your body isn’t talking.”

I amended my earlier request to reduce the demon’s size and handed it to Lilia along with the handkerchief she was borrowing.

And then I turned around and ran.

I heard someone shouting from behind, but I ignored it. I like talking more than fighting, but that wasn’t the case right now. You can say it again later in a cafe or something.

A smile bloomed on my lips before I knew it.

Actually, after possessing this body, there was something I had been thinking about for a long time.

Am I really a monster or a human?

I was thinking about something like this. Even if it looks like this, I’m pretty delicate, so I’m sensitive to things like this.

While mocking myself for being a monster, I always called myself a human being.

What am I?

I know compassion and benevolence. He did his best to save Innis without abandoning it, and he wanted to repay the kindness she received from Lilia. I feel responsible for the demon that was resurrected because of me. So am I a person?

But this is something even animals sometimes do.

Am I human?

I don’t know yet.

So, I threw myself into defining myself as a human being.

I heard applause, and I distorted my human body.

My body swelled up in an instant. After several transparent lines were drawn on my body by the devil, they were then overlapped with blood-colored lines. His body split into several branches, but he ignored it and continued to expand.

In an instant,

Literally, in the blink of an eye, my body took on the size of a gigantic, bulging demon.

You wouldn’t be able to tell who was the devil just by looking at their appearance.

Most of my body consisted of arms and hands, just like that demon. There is a reason it was played in this form.

It was to stop this dreaded applause. I let the devil, who opened his palms as if opening his mouth, become entangled with my hands, which grew countless times like the tentacles of an anemone.

So that you can’t put your palms together anymore, so that you can’t make that terrible sound again. To prevent that corrupt flower from blooming.

Certainly, this body had a deep connection with the devil, and when it came into direct contact with the devil, they tried to unite each other’s bodies like clay.

It was fine. Whatever happens, it will all become ashes.

I gave more strength to never let go of the devil’s grip.

From the outside, it might look like two monsters competing for strength.

Once again, I thought about whether I was a human or a monster.

What is the unique characteristic of a person?

When I was thinking about such a childish, philosophical and simple subject, something suddenly came to my mind.

I remembered the fact that people love useless things.

He seems to be putting all his energy into something that has nothing to do with survival.

Giving meaning to the sun, moon, stars, flowers, etc. Communicate Praise nature with the language created. It was a myth.

As if that wasn’t enough, people continued to love and create useless things.

I made a poem by compressing the language.

I made a novel by making a person who does not exist.

Fiction. Yes novel. This little book that was the link of friendship during my mercenary days. It’s nothing special to me, but it was precious.

I am a person because I love useless things.

A person who can be for someone else enough to put down the love of dance.

Today I once again gave the love of dance.

For the characters in the novels that my friends loved and I loved.

For the pleasure of killing my free.

For memories that will never meet again.

For useless things that are now a reality.

I throw my breath away.

The word dying for a novel is too long, so I’ll call it Sosa for short.

I have the body of a monster.

At the same time, he knows compassion and kindness.

At the same time, I know the love of dance.

At the same time, you can throw yourself at others.

That’s why I am human.

So it doesn’t matter if I shout these words. Even if I screamed myself, it was a scream that would tear my ears. As his body grew, his vocal cords also grew, and a truly monstrous roar came out.

A tangle of monsters and monsters, like something out of a B-movie.

But I will proudly say that it is a battle between a monster and a human.

How long had passed, I felt intense heat from behind.

The sharp burning pain I felt right before I died passed through a corner of my head.

A fragment of the sun breathed into the human soul the vital activity of pain.

Overwhelming violence enveloped my hideous body and the vicious devil’s body.

To my surprise, I saw a kaleidoscope.

The life of a mercenary passed through my head.

I was burned to death once.

It is the story of my life.

Then he was burned to death again.

That’s a story in a novel.

In this way, he was burned to death once more.

This was a story of real life again.

**

Innis and Lilia looked around the still burning pit several times. It seemed to be looking for a fragment of life that couldn’t exist.

Of course, there are no fragments of life there.

It was a place where demons, people, fog, trees, grass, flowers, even the wind and clouds of the day turned to ashes.

It was desolation close to the abyss.

A girl was on the verge of sobbing. The other girl’s hands must have been sore, but she squeezed them so hard that her knuckles were bleeding. But she soon loosened her fists as if she had made up her mind on something. Then she blew her handkerchief in the wind as if to commemorate something of hers.

The handkerchief was stained with the blood of one person. It belonged to someone who had died here, had lived a terrible life.

Looking at it like this, I became pitiful again, so I regenerated my body.

Yes.

There are no demons, but I have leftover pieces of meat.

Where is it?

Isn’t it tightly wrapped in the handkerchief Lillia lent me?

Part of my blood and flesh.

Before someone’s tear drop fell, a large drop of blood bloomed. It was only the size of a person.

Unfortunately, I didn’t have any clothes, so I was naked.

It would be better to see a living person naked than to see someone’s corpse in a ruin like this.

I quietly crouched on the ground and tried to reduce my exposure as much as possible. It was absolutely caring.

Then the playfulness kicked in and I asked the girls with a grin.

“Excuse me.”

I burned to death today.

Other words are called sosa (燒死).

“If I follow you, can I get some clothes?”

It was a small death compared to what I had experienced so far.

This, too, is named after the previous death,

Let’s call it small death.