The Protagonist of the TS Posession Is Obsessed With Me

Episode 95 – The Forgotten Past

Before I could properly perceive the pain, I couldn’t think with my head.

My consciousness, which had been turned off like a blown fuse, returned after an immeasurable amount of time, and what I saw when I opened my eyes again.

Fugagagak!

Stia’s waist was bursting as she rushed at someone.

I couldn’t remember anything until just now, but for some reason, I felt a sense of déjà vu as if I had seen this scene somewhere.

And soon Stia met the eyes of the little girl who was rushing at her.

The girl stretches out her hand towards me.

Fang.

With a small gong sound, consciousness was interrupted again.

I opened my eyes again.

Fang.

Repeatedly losing consciousness countless times.

Fang.

Every time I looked at the little girl, I thought.

Fang.

Where is this place and why am I here?

Fang.

Why are the corpses of important people scattered around?

Fang.

Why is that girl looking at me with such cold eyes?

Fang.

When I was thinking like that, I.

Fang.

At the same time as the gong sound was heard, for some reason, the wounded body was being thrown aside.

However, there was no way I could avoid something moving at an invisible speed.

Fang.

Because he moved his body, half of his face exploded.

And for the first time.

The moment I collapsed, I could see the girl’s face changed a little.

Still expressionless as if he had no emotion, but clear tears running down his cheeks.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw the upper body of someone who had lost the waist below.

After that, the same situation was repeated again.

I was looking at the upper body of an unknown person flying in the air when I met the girl’s eyes.

Fang.

Fang.

Fang.

Fang.

Fang.

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In the repeated moments, I felt that something was being erased from my head.

But there is no way to know what is being forgotten.

It just repeats the same moment.

Fang. A popping sound was heard, and the face of the young woman who had swung a sword with him in a deserted park was erased.

Fang. A popping sound was heard, and the face of the red-haired girl who had run to the academy with her saying it was late was erased.

Fang. A popping sound was heard, and the face of the woman who had shared blood in the labyrinth where all sorts of dangers lurked was erased.

Fang. The girl with the horns on her head erased the face of the girl who had been apologizing with an awkward expression.

Fang. I heard a popping sound, and the face of the young warrior who grabbed me by the collar with a puzzled expression erased.

Erased, erased, erased, erased, erased, erased.

Pang again. And a popping sound is heard.

We used to touch the cat together.

Holding my hand and rushing to school.

Even after suffering the first defeat in her life, she smiled relievedly and asked to be carried.

Even the face of a girl who foolishly waited for me under the soft moonlight was erased.

By the time I completely forgot all the faces of the people I care about, in the end I completely lost myself.

What did I like and what did I dislike?

What he looked like, what his personality was like, and what his hobbies were.

Even who I was.

Just lose everything, and on and on and on and on and on and on. And hear the crackling sound.

I lost consciousness and then regained it.

Because the head was pierced at once, I felt no pain.

That’s why I didn’t avoid it.

Therefore, that fleeting moment was repeated forever.

However, there is one thing that cannot be forgotten in the fleeting moments that repeat forever. There was something unforgettable.

Only once, when the body was thrown sideways.

The tears of that girl that I saw beyond my receding consciousness.

What did those tears mean?

Why did he look so pathetic and sad even though he had such a heartless expression?

Only that was not erased from my head, and I wanted to confirm it.

What made her so sad.

That’s why I decided to escape from the moment of eternity.

I forcibly moved my body, which was already a mop, and threw my body to the side.

But to no avail.

Through the piercing in the middle of the chest, beyond the blurring consciousness of the terrible pain.

Again, I saw the girl’s weeping face.

The next attempt was a little more effective.

This time it flew a little farther and pierced her waist, not her head or chest.

Fugagak!

My back exploded, and I could see my lower body flying through the air, pumping blood like a fountain.

This time, the teary girl’s face looked a little sadder.

Attempts were repeated.

It continued to throw its body to the side, and each time it was penetrated in a different place and died in pain.

The longer I suffered, the more the girl’s sadness grew.

And after dozens, hundreds, maybe thousands of attempts.

I succeeded in dodging completely for the first time.

Somehow, it seemed that the girl’s face was turning red, but….

Unfortunately, it was just an illusion, her face was cold and emotionless.

Paang.

And the very next moment. A familiar sound was heard and consciousness was interrupted.

After one success, I quickly got used to it.

However, it is only limited to the first attack.

In the process of trying to avoid the second attack, I lost consciousness again and again.

And after countless attempts, I dodged the second attack.

Neither the third, nor the fourth, nor the fifth.

[The non-flowering trait prepares for flowering.]

The tenth, the twentieth, the thirtieth.

[The non-flowering trait, ‘will’ will bloom.]

The hundredth, the two hundredth, the three hundredth.

Avoided.

In the process, I saw the girl crying countless times, and every time I felt something wriggling in her heart.

Somehow, I thought that I had seen her expression like that in the distant past.

In the process, I realized that my body’s performance is much better than I thought.

Recalling the forgotten senses, the five stars that openly exist in the body… No, it rotates one massive star.

The madly spinning star radiated enormous energy, and as if the body was accustomed to it, the energy was spread all over the body.

And for the first time, I picked up the sword that was randomly rolling on the ground.

Then, a very familiar color of sword energy erupted.

A color resembling the eyes of someone who was very precious and cannot remember now.

However, ‘I’ muttered involuntarily.

“… Dina swordsmanship.”

Dina.

The moment I called that name, I instinctively looked for someone’s body and put it in my eyes.

A woman who died leaning against a wall after being penetrated through her stomach.

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Her hair, which looked like it was made by moonlight, was covered with red blood, and her purple eyes, which always sparkled pretty, had lost their vibrancy.

“… Dina.”

Dina.

When I remembered her name, all the memories that had been erased like lies began to flood into my head like a wave.

Starting with who I am, the faces of my precious people and the memories I had with them.

That this is the fantasy of a bastard named Park Chan-wook.

And even the ‘past’ that I had completely forgotten about.

Then a black spear flew towards me at high speed.

Kwaaang!

Wow. Ugh.

The instinctively swung sword and spear collided.

The heavy impact shakes the inside, blood spurts out of the mouth, and the already tattered wrist hurts terribly.

But don’t give up.

[The talent, ‘Will’ responds to your ‘Will’.]

“aaa!”

He let out a spirit close to screaming and spewed out Dina’s sword spirit.

Quaaagh!

Black magic and purple sword energy swept everything around, and finally.

Squeaky.

The darkness cut with a monotonous sound.

As the world’s saddest demon king waved her hand with an emotionless expression, dozens of spears flew in.

Taat!

But I rather slashed her spears with her sword and fired at her like her sword fight.

A spear that could not be blocked penetrated the abdomen.

Blood flowed from his mouth, but it did not stop.

[The talent, ‘Will’ responds to your ‘Will’.]

A spear that I could not avoid pierced my left shoulder.

My shoulder exploded and my left arm fell helplessly, but I didn’t stop.

[The talent ‘will’ prepares for evolution.]

Due to the loss of one arm, the spear that could not be shed also ruptured the wrist of the remaining arm.

He lost his sword and lost the means to attack, but he did not stop.

Because I didn’t need a sword in the first place.

[The talent ‘will’ evolves into ‘indomitable’!]

As soon as we reached right in front of the demon king, the demon king made a puzzled expression for the first time.

I looked at the demon king’s face and gently hugged him.

The bewildered girl tried to push me away with her frail arm, but her right arm, which had blown her wrist, held me tighter.

Could it be because I didn’t show any signs of letting go?

Or was it because this was what the girl in his arms really wanted in the first place.

The hesitant girl gently reached out and hugged my body.

It’s fragile.

To the extent that I can’t believe that this girl is really a ‘demon lord’.

Maybe it was just a matter of course.

In the first place, this girl had never wanted to become a ‘demon king’.

Park Chan-wook told me this before using illusion magic.

That the most terrible memories will be repeated forever.

Yes, this is a story from the past that I forgot.

It was Han Si-woo’s memory before returning.