“If it’s not that, there’s no way to explain it. He loves my sister to the point of accepting whatever she does. Different from Rescal Eliaden. Here, my sister will deteriorate more and more. I have to send my sister back.”
It was regrettable, but there was nothing Badim could do.
“It’s impossible with magic.”
“Then what should I do?”
“Are you asking a magician for a non-magical solution?”
“…”
Ternaden bit his lips at the sharp sneer.
“Be thankful that Pielion Yeongae wasn’t a real companion. If she were a real companion, it would have been much more dreadful than it is now.”
As if those words struck a nerve, Ternaden vigorously shook his head.
“No! My sister wasn’t fake! She had the mark since she was born! If she were fake, why did she have the mark? And even if she were fake, how does that make it my sister’s fault! She didn’t know anything just like me! If there’s any fault, it lies with the Emperor. Rescal Eliaden couldn’t recognize my companion born as a pair!”
“What nonsense are you spouting when you concealed the fading mark and got married? I’m not the Emperor of the Empire, but that’s really absurd.”
“How dare you…”
Ternaden gritted his teeth.
Badim chuckled.
“Well, whether you get angry or torture more, do as you please. Considering Pielion Yeongae’s flawed character, it seems there’s no way for me to survive.”
…Thud!
Ternaden, who had needlessly kicked the ground, spat at Badim.
“Find a way. Find a way to reverse my sister. That’s the only thing that will save your life.”
Whoosh!
After finishing his words, Ternaden left the torture chamber.
As soon as he disappeared, Badim spewed out blood.
“Oh, I’m going to die… It hurts even more after blabbering like that.”
Although his tone was light, his body was endlessly heavy.
Badim looked at the chains binding his limbs with darkened eyes.
The probability of this not being his grave seemed extremely slim.
The prophet sat in front of the mirror.
It was a sight that couldn’t be seen before.
Sitting in front of a large full-body mirror, the prophet, adorned in glamorous clothes and accessories, propped his chin and looked at his reflection.
“…….”
Beside him, a woman as thin as a twig combed her long black hair with a comb.
With each stroke of the comb by the bony fingers, it trembled. The fingertips were all grotesquely twisted.
“Oh, Flota.”
The prophet called the dreamweaver through the mirror.
“Yes, yes…? Yes, Lysilia-nim.”
“Your nails have grown.”
“Mine, mine… Oh, no… It’s not… not yet… impossible,”
“There. Look at your left hand. The little fingernail is growing.”
Trembling, Flota lowered her head. The tip of her mangled fingernail was rising red.
“Here.”
The prophet opened a drawer of the dressing table.
What the beautiful hand handed her was a nail scissors crafted in silver.
“Pull it out. Just in case, you shouldn’t scratch my skin with your nails.”
“L-Lysilia-nim… Please…”
Kneeling on the floor like a pine tree, Flota begged, her knees touching the ground.
“Please… Save me. It hurts too much… Lysilia-nim…”
“Flota.”
The prophet lifted the dreamweaver’s chin with the tip of the nail scissors.
It was to meet her eyes.
“Don’t say useless words. Your ears must be tired.”
“L-Lysilia-nim. Please… I was wrong. It’s my fault…”
“Do you want me to pull out your tongue instead of your nails?”
“Huh…”
The words uttered by the beautiful lips silenced Flota.
The prophet held up the nail scissors. The flesh was pressed, and blood dripped, flowing down the fingers.
“You see, you probably don’t know, but if you want to pull something out, nails are better. Nails grow anew each time, you know?”
“……. ”
“And toenails too. I’m showing you mercy like this, so why did you stab my back? Once you stab, there’s no turning back.”
“……. …P-Please… for-give me…”
“If that’s the case, then kneel to beg for forgiveness. Only then will forgiveness come.”
Thud.
Carthahena Pielion, who was portraying the prophet, dropped the nail scissors.
Trembling hands picked up the fallen scissors.
“Yes, yes… Lysilia-nim.”
With the nail scissors in hand, Flota closed her eyes tightly and grasped the area where the new nail was emerging.
“Ah… Agh!”
Blood spurted from the fingertip, and Flota, clutching her hand, collapsed to the floor, sobbing.
“Please forgive me, Lysilia-nim. Please… no more forgiveness…”
“Do it more. Nowadays, what you do is somewhat amusing.”
Carthahena, looking down at Flota’s back as she lay on the floor, sweetly laughed.
The sight of her licking the fingers stained with blood was also sweet. It felt like her head would turn strange.
“Oh, sweet.”
Carthahena, licking her lips, murmured sweetly.
It was a strange affair.
Ever since awakening in the body of the prophet, blood oddly tasted sweet.
Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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