Reaching out, he brushed her neck with his fingertips and pressed slightly below her collarbone.
“Yes, that’s right.”
“…….”
“My parents, both of them, are inside you.”
Illy (212), the previous Mongma king.
Moa, the leader of Hwa-guk (Flower Country) responsible for all of humanity’s positive emotions.
They were San’s parents.
Although they met a physical end, they weren’t completely dead.
His mother, who had to feed off a strong will to live, and his father, who sought the most horrific nightmare for his son.
The human who perfectly met both conditions was Kang.
The last souls of the two, which could have scattered like ash, thus went to sleep within her.
After hearing the story, Kang uttered with a trembling voice.
“Both of your parents are… inside me?”
“Yes, as far as their energy goes, they’re surely inside you.”
The choice at the brink of death was to provide their son, San, with another opportunity and choice.
Kang, looking half-shocked, saw him smile slightly.
“Don’t worry. They won’t consume my lifespan or harm your body in any way.”
Though San said that, the truth was that had he not survived then, he would’ve met his fate at seven.
So, no matter what price was extracted, there was nothing to say.
It was Kang herself who had agreed to the question of enduring nightmares every night.
He continued,
“When the souls of the two are fully merged and restored, they’ll leave as if nothing happened.”
“What happens after that?”
A fully fused soul could become an immense energy source.
The Cheon-ins wanted it to be led to the heavens, while the Mongmas wanted to consume it to gain a power akin to immortality.
San was at a crossroads of choice.
But Kang’s question was probably about her own fate.
He chose the answer he believed she wanted to hear.
“You’ll finally live the life you’ve always wanted.”
“The life I want?”
“A life without any more nightmares.”
Kang repeated San’s words in her mind.
A life without nightmares.
It felt unreal, so the idea didn’t immediately bring her joy.
And she was more curious about something else.
“What about you?”
“…….”
But he, who had always answered her questions, remained silent at this one.
An inexplicable anxiety overwhelmed her.
“Answer me, quickly! What will happen to you?”
San looked at her, seemingly puzzled by her anxious tone.
“Didn’t you desperately wish for the nightmares to stop in your life?”
Saying so, he gently slid his thumb across Kang’s cheek, tugging the corner of her lips into a small smile.
“Then you should be happy, Kang.”
But she wasn’t.
She did want an ordinary life without the constant nightmares, but that didn’t mean she wanted San to disappear.
So, with some difficulty, she spoke.
“….You aren’t a nightmare.”
“While I might not be a nightmare myself, I’m an unrealistic being that feeds on them.”
Inevitably, the Mongmas and nightmares were intrinsically linked.
And the ordinary life that Kang desperately desired.
That life would only be truly realized when his unrealistic existence disappeared.
San continued speaking to the speechless Kang.
That day wasn’t far off.
“When the fragments of my parent’s souls inside me become whole, I will leave you, and you will no longer dream. You’ll forget all memories and live an ordinary life.”
You’ll meet someone ordinary, special only to you, fall in love, and live a life of happiness that you’ve earned.
After a moment of silence, Kang changed the direction of her questioning.
“Where will you go then? How will you live?”
He replied.
“I’m still thinking.”
“…….”
“I have too many options.”
At that very moment,
Romi was prowling around the area where Kang and San were, having transformed into a beastly form.
It was because of San’s request to scout the surroundings since their conversation might take a while.
Sniff, sniff.
“Ah, the smell!”
With night falling, the pungent odor of the incoming Mongmas became stronger.
While the stronger high-ranking Mongmas were felt through their oppressive aura, the lesser Mongmas had a putrid stench.
Of course, this smell could only be detected by those with a heightened sense of smell.
Romi, scratching her nose with her paws, suddenly shook her head violently because of the repulsive odor.
Then,
「Keek!」
A sound, much like the cry of a Mongma, echoed. As she raised her head, something sticky and foul-smelling landed on her forehead.
An overwhelming rotten odor spread immediately.
Taken aback, Romi jumped high in the air, shrieking in surprise.
“Ack! What is this!”
She furiously scratched her forehead against a nearby utility pole.
It was the saliva of a Mongma.
Infuriated and disgusted, Romi glanced upwards, fixing her gaze on a black Mongma perched atop the pole. It was drooling while looking at the apartment where Kang lived.
Growl…
She growled, baring her teeth and shouted.
“How dare you drool on my face? You… are dead.”
Launching from the ground, Romi swiftly snatched the Mongma’s throat.
「Kiek! Kieek!」.
The lowly Mongma, so insignificant it couldn’t even speak human language, screamed as it was about to die. Yet, she mercilessly bit its throat, shook it around, and finally slammed it to the ground.
「Kkeek……!」
The creature, only the size of a fawn, died without putting up any resistance.
Its black smoke-like skin dispersed like ash, leaving only its bones behind.
Left alone, even the bones would eventually turn to ash and disappear, but to Romi, these fragments of Mongma bones were like playful toys.
Moreover, with the burning of its skin, the unbearable stench vanished, making it a win-win situation.
“Oh no! It’s burning! It’s burning! This won’t do!”
In her urgency, she started patting the burning skull with her front paws, trying to put out the embers.
Then, she began playing with the freshly retrieved warm skull as if it were a ball.
But then,
Thud.
Plop.
Plunk.
Something started falling onto the ground and onto Romi’s back.
“Huh?”
…Is it raining?
Casually looking up, the sky seemed unusual.
It was pitch-black, without a single star visible. Her pupils narrowed as she stared intently at the sky.
Numerous Mongmas had gathered out of nowhere, circling around in the air, dripping saliva.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
