I’m Trying to End This Possession Chapter 251

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It was after dying as ‘Danawin Windsor.’ Dana’s soul drifted through countless timelines. It was a vast and boundless sea of time.

 

Which time am I drifting in now? Ah. I see. I’m here. In the timeline of Danawin Windsor.

 

“Look over there.”

 

The timeline just after Danawin Windsor had finished undergoing experiments in mental manipulation and personality reconstruction.

 

“Look at that boy.” Rodrigo pointed toward the laboratory beyond the glass window. “That boy’s name is Ignis.”

 

A red-haired boy was bound in chains like a beast. His miserable appearance was so pitiful that her chest ached. However…

 

“Do you remember that boy?”

 

“No.” Danawin Windsor answered honestly. Because it was the truth.

 

Without even knowing that all of her memories had been erased. She didn’t even know she had been remodeled into a woman incapable of refusal.

 

“I don’t know who that boy is.”

 

Even the promise she had made to save Ignis had been completely forgotten.

 

At that answer, Rodrigo smiled with deep satisfaction. The experiment had succeeded. “You’re certain you don’t remember?”

 

“Yes.”

 

The moment she hesitantly replied, the red-haired boy stared at her with shocked eyes. It seemed the conversation here could be heard clearly beyond the glass wall. That trembling gaze troubled her greatly.

 

Why is he looking at me like that? She wasn’t lying. It was really her first time seeing him. But why was he looking at her like she betrayed him?

 

“Honey.” At that moment, Demian approached. He was her husband. “Let us return to the bedroom. It’s late.”

 

“Yes.”

 

Dana left Rodrigo and settled into Demian’s arms. The boy’s eyes beyond the glass persistently followed her, making her uneasy.

 

“Does he bother you?”

 

“Yes. He’s bothering me.”

 

At her honest answer, Demian frowned slightly, as if displeased. “Why would you concern yourself with trash like that…”

 

“Pardon?”

 

“No, it’s nothing.” As if hiding his jealousy, Demian wiped his face dryly. “Ignis is a worthless experimental subject, no better than vermin. A criminal who tried to escape the sanctuary and was captured again.”

 

“Yes.”

 

“He was born a commoner, a beast who prolonged his life by killing countless people in the arena. It’s embarrassing even to treat him as human.”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Do not show mercy to something like that. Your heart is too precious.”

 

“Yes.”

 

Yes. Yes. Yes. They were lines installed in Danawin’s mouth. Questions rose within her, but something in her mind forcibly crushed them down. It did not allow them. Because she had to obey well. She absolutely had to obey. Ah. My head feels like it’s breaking.

 

“Dana, more importantly, did you miss me?”

 

“I missed you.”

 

“I did as well. I don’t want to be apart from you even for a single day.”

 

The hallway was empty. Not far from there would be the bedroom, but even that distance felt too long. As if he could no longer endure it, Demian pulled her close by the waist.

 

“I missed you so much, Dana.”

 

Dana accepted him obediently, but then suddenly flinched. Because behind Demian stood a boy, staring at them. What to do? Demian’s son is watching.

 

“Be-Behind…”

 

“Don’t mind him.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“He’s an insolent brat. Daring not to acknowledge that you are my wife…”

 

Ah. At that answer, Dana realized. That Demian already knew. And yet he was doing this deliberately for the boy to see.

 

I hate this. A powerful sense of rejection surged within her, but Dana could not push him away. She could not even say she disliked it. Because that was the life she had been forced into. So she simply closed her eyes and turned away from the boy’s darkened gaze.

 

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And once again, the drifting sea of timelines. Where could I be this time?

 

“Your Highness.”

 

Dana realized. This wasn’t Danawin’s timeline. It was a life from another timeline. To be exact, from the first timeline.

 

“Princess Danae Geranze.”

 

This was the timeline of ‘Princess Danae Geranze.’ Shortly after, she had been adopted into the imperial family.

 

Originally, Dana had been a saintess treasured like a jewel by the Daiana Church. But two months ago, the Daiana Church had been annihilated. The Ramun Church had joined forces with the imperial family to attack the sanctuary. And because of it, Daiana Church was completely crushed. The few surviving believers scattered beyond the sanctuary.

 

Danae, the saintess of the Daiana Church, was adopted into the imperial family as spoils of victory. Thus, two months had passed since she began living as a princess. For the first time, she received an invitation from nobles to go on a picnic together.

 

“Could you stand there for a moment?”

 

At those words, Danae Geranze stopped walking through the forest. And at that moment, thud! Something flew in and struck her head. A slippery, foul-smelling liquid streamed down her face. She blinked. What is this?

 

“Ah, yes. Stay right there like that.”

 

Thud! Something flew again, hitting her left chest before sliding down. Only then did Dana realize what it was. It was an egg.

 

“Oh my, poor thing.”

 

“Stop it. How could you throw eggs at a person?”

 

“I just don’t get it. How could someone from that wicked Daiana Church be adopted into the imperial family?”

 

The man who threw the eggs gestured to a servant beside him. The servant held a basket piled high with eggs.

 

Didn’t they say those were for feeding animals in the forest? Then—

 

Thud!

 

Why are they throwing them at me?

 

“I heard that when a witch is struck by eggs, her body burns red, so we’re verifying it.”

 

“But won’t His Majesty be angered if he finds out?”

 

“Do not worry. His Majesty permitted it.”

 

Another egg flew. Sharp shell fragments scratched her cheek.

 

“He gladly allowed us to confirm whether she’s a witch.”

 

“Oh my, really?”

 

“As long as it doesn’t reach Crown Prince Raios Geranze’s ears. As you know, he is excessively soft-hearted.”

 

“Then I should test it too.”

 

“Me as well. It would be troublesome if a witch had infiltrated the empire, wouldn’t it?”

 

Soon, eggs were placed into everyone’s hands. After that, eggs flew endlessly. Her entire body became coated in sticky liquid, and a nauseating smell filled her nose.

 

“Wahaha! Look at her.”

 

“Since her body isn’t burning red, she must not be a witch.”

 

“You never know. Maybe the quantity wasn’t enough. Throw more to be sure!”

 

“Ah, my servant is bringing more eggs. Shall we try again?”

 

The servant brought more eggs. It was while the nobles were briefly distracted.

 

“Ah!”

 

“She’s running!”

 

Danae Geranze ran. She ran and ran with all her strength.

 

“Let’s make it a bet! Whoever catches her wins!”

 

“Good idea, it feels like hunting!”

 

“I should have brought a shotgun!”

 

How can they do something like this? Dana had never bullied so harshly before. There had always been gossip, or attempts to humiliate her, but never like this. She’d even told the emperor recently, unable to bear it.

 

“That is all your karma.”

 

Wilhelm Geranze was indifferent.

 

“You’re from the Daiana Church, aren’t you? Your very existence is a great evil. Endure this ordeal as penance for your original sin.”

 

My original sin? So I should just endure?

 

“Or would you like to pay for your sins in another way?”

 

Wilhelm’s sticky gaze swept over her entire body.

 

“I could personally absolve you of your sins.”

 

Danae Geranze understood immediately what the emperor wanted. When she glared at him with knife-like eyes, Wilhelm clicked his tongue, as if to say he needed to break her spirit.

 

“It seems there’s nothing I can do for you.”

 

Then he looked at her with terrifying eyes.

 

“If Raios even hears of these things, your sins will be even greater. So mind your tongue.”

 

Danae Geranze could not accept any of this. She only wanted to run away to far, far away.

 

“Ah!”

 

Suddenly, her foot caught. She crashed to the ground with a loud thud. Her arms, legs, and face throbbed in pain, but there was no time to feel it. Because she had to run before they ruined her future. Quickly, hurry, faster. But why…

 

“There she is!”

 

Why didn’t she have any strength in her arms?”

 

Voices filled with malice drew closer.

 

“Oh my, look at that.”

 

“Flailing on the ground like that.”

 

“Just like a worm—”

 

Snap. Suddenly, all sound stopped, as if severed by a single blade. And then…

 

“Yo-Your Holiness…”

 

Your Holiness? Could it be the pope?

 

Rustle. Footsteps approached, stopping right in front of her.