A red liquid spread on the pure white wedding dress, like the bloodshot eyes of Yurisien. In the stark contrast of those colors, Heathcliff’s pupils trembled mercilessly.
“Ugh….”
As Yurisien groaned and staggered, the Rat King, who appeared from somewhere, approached her like an arrow and supported her.
“Oh my, you really stabbed her, didn’t you?”
Heathcliff whistled and hummed. Although his too calm appearance was clearly out of place in this situation, Heathcliff paid no attention to anything.
“Like that…….”
Heathcliff mumbled in a pathetic voice. Yurisien was the one stabbed by the sword, but somehow, the pain felt like he had embraced it all. His whole body prickled as if on fire, accompanied by a profound sense of frustration.
“Ha… haa…”
Yurisien, exhaling heavily, stared at Heathcliff with resolute eyes that couldn’t fathom the person who had stabbed the sword into her abdomen.
The flawless crimson pupils seemed to indicate that Heathcliff wouldn’t even tolerate him approaching her. Now she was holding her breath, but the moment Heathcliff took a step… No, the moment he said a word to Yurisien. She would never meet him in this world again.
“Why did I… What did I do so wrong?”
Heathcliff, who had sunk down onto the snowy field, mumbled softly. Tears streamed down his face incessantly. His eyes, resembling Greta’s, were so innocent, almost as if he didn’t know what he had done wrong.
“Ha…”
Leaning against the Rat King, Yurisien exhaled a breath filled with exhaustion, staring at Heathcliff sitting there like a broken stone. The handsome prince, the man she had undoubtedly loved, the one who had deceived her for half of her life. The culprit who almost made her live her whole life without knowing Benjamin. And the fake savior who had been doing wrong to Yurisien until this moment.
“Not knowing is the mistake.”
“……”
“Now you probably know, but you still don’t.”
“……”
“I have nothing more to say.”
Yurisien’s heart was filled with unforgiving hatred towards Heathcliff, and a resignation that he could never be redeemed. Her every word, every sentence, deeply penetrated Heathcliff’s heart.
“I love Prince Benjamin.”
“……”
“Our connection is now completely over.”
Heathcliff’s thoughts went back to a distant past.
‘What should I have done?’
Should I have not responded to Greta’s words from the beginning? Was capturing both Windsor and Yurisien too greedy? Shouldn’t I have pursued the marriage with Hopeland Changbaek-go Encyclopedia? Should I have actively helped Kendallie when she was being harassed? Should I have protected Urgen so that Kendallie couldn’t even approach Winsor? How should I have handled the kiss during the exchange of wedding vows to make it seem like there was love in it?
To Heathcliff, lost in such thoughts, Yurisien spoke.
“So, please, just stop. Stop bothering me.”
Not love but obsession, not affection but possessiveness, meaningless regrets, reflections without a recipient, just stop now.
And Yurisien disappeared.
With the Rat King.
Heathcliff instinctively realized. The Rat King, it banished him. Perhaps meeting Yurisien might have happened later than the Rat King’s arrival, but the Rat King never had the intention of acting for Heathcliff in the first place.
Why did it happen? The answer was simple.
‘It was for the sake of Mother.’
In the end, he was just a person in Greta’s shadow. No matter how much he struggled, he was nothing more than Greta’s son, not Heathcliff or a prince.
Heathcliff looked back. So, did I really try to escape from Greta?
“No, I didn’t.”
If that were the case, there would have been no end like this for Yurisien. So, it was all self-inflicted. Even if it was like a rat trapped in a glass box, there were countless choices between Heathcliff and Yurisien. Among those many choices, the worst one chosen was himself.
“I should have pretended to be dead.”
If he had just played dead, Greta might have opened the glass box door. He could have bitten his way out in the meantime. Just because he said he was the most pitiful person in the world and complained about his fate, now there were only Yurisien’s bloodstains in front of him.
“…… Ha.”
Heathcliff let out a stifled sigh. It was truly the end. No matter what Heathcliff did from now on, he would never meet Yurisien again. In her future, Heathcliff had become a non-existent person. He had become her past while still alive.
He couldn’t lift a finger. Heathcliff now, finally, acknowledged with a deep sense of realization that he truly loved Yurisien.
There is a love that one realizes only after everything is over. A love that doesn’t fade away even at the moment of folding, or even after ruining everything with one’s own hands and receiving the verdict from the other party. Heathcliff was doing that kind of love. But even if time were to turn back, he knew well that he would hate himself again for having such love.
Yurisien and the Rat King returned to Windsor Town House.
“Yurisien!”
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
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Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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