Resurrection Chapter 65 - Just Because You’re Precious

The more he pressed, the more self-conscious I became of my captured hand. In front of him, who was seriously worried about me, I couldn’t possibly say I was contemplating how the kiss with Ulfheðinn seemed to have felt good, could I?

In the end, I couldn’t bear it, raised my voice, and shook his hand off. Naturally, I regretted it a second later. I looked up and hurriedly said to Heesoo hyung, whose expression had turned peculiar.

“I-it’s really nothing. Nothing happened, but you keep asking, so it’s awkward… I wasn’t angry.”

“I was just asking, too.”

“Yeah, I know. I know, I overreacted.”

“Why did you overreact?”

Heesoo hyung was being uncharacteristically persistent.

No, did he always have a persistent side?

To be honest, I didn’t know him that well. The years I had watched him were long, but it wasn’t much different from being a fan. Since I had only seen the image of him exposed in the media, I couldn’t say I knew his personality or behavior inside and out. Even after he came out of the demon’s den, he had been out of it for a long time, so it hadn’t been long since we had started talking properly.

I didn’t know what to say, so I just moved my lips for a while. As I did, I felt a gaze.

As if waiting for my words, Heesoo hyung was staring at my lips. But perhaps because of the thought I had earlier, it didn’t seem like he was just waiting for my words. It was as if he was simply lost in my lips.

I tensed up, wondering if Heesoo hyung had somehow regained the memories he had forgotten due to the possession. Because his eyes deepened, and a man’s desire was subtly revealed.

As I was also a man like him, I couldn’t help but be sensitive to such a sign. Above all, Heesoo hyung was not properly dressed.

The clothes he had originally been wearing had all burned up while fighting the Searing Archdemon. His body, which had grown through several level-ups, was completely exposed, and I hadn’t yet been able to give him anything that could be called clothes.

Park Sigyeong had taken off his overcoat and given it to him, but the size difference between the two was so great that it didn’t fit Heesoo hyung. Even if he tried to force it on, it wouldn’t cover his body, so Heesoo hyung had wrapped it around his lower half like a bath towel.

Even though it was covered, the presence of his masculinity was distinct. It seemed it wasn’t just his body that had grown with the level-ups, and I wondered if he could even tuck it in if he were properly dressed.

As that started to become more prominent, I moved beyond awkwardness to embarrassment. I turned my head askew as if to hide my lips from his gaze and said.

“Let’s talk about this later. There should be some clothes to change into somewhere. I’ll find them for you.”

I spoke hastily and was about to brush past him, when Heesoo hyung suddenly hugged me from behind.

I froze at the sudden back hug. The cold, wet clothes clung to my skin, sending a shiver down my spine.

I thought for a moment that Ulfheðinn had forcibly possessed him again, but that wasn’t it. The one who buried his head in the nape of my neck and uttered words like a groan was not Ulfheðinn, but Heesoo hyung.

“I didn’t mean to make you feel awkward. It’s just that you’re precious to me…”

At the word precious, my face flushed bright red. Not just my face, but my whole body heated up.

The single word from Heesoo hyung, calling me precious, was more stimulating than feeling any erotic tension. As if I had never been doused in cold water, my entire body was on fire, like I had fallen into the Searing Archdemon’s fiery hell.

With my ears red all the way to the tips, Heesoo hyung continued speaking into my ear.

“I was afraid Yaksha would take you away from me, Mr. Yitae. I was so scared that I ended up breaking my promise to myself and calling on Ulfheðinn. I’m worried that because of that, you might have had a hard time, Mr. Yitae. I have no memory of it, but I’m afraid I might have harmed you, Mr. Yitae, like I did to Min Gongchan…”

I struggled in his arms. The fact that he was worried about me was touching, but the blatant something at my waist was so uncomfortable I couldn’t stand it. But since Heesoo hyung didn’t seem to be aware of it at all, it was hard to show it. I spoke quickly, trying to get out of his embrace.

“It’s true that Ulfheðinn is a transcendent, not a person, so there are parts of him I can’t understand, but he won’t harm me. That’s my guess. So, hyung, don’t worry too much. The reason I’m stopping the possessions has nothing to do with me; it’s because it puts a strain on your body, hyung. You can’t get old from frequent possessions before you even reach the maximum level, right?”

Heesoo hyung seemed relieved to hear my words and let out a deep sigh. As his breath brushed against the nape of my neck and my ear, I shivered. The weight of his chest pressed against my entire back, and for some reason, the fact that it felt good was agonizing.

“If that’s the case, then I’m glad.”

At his low voice, I practically shoved him away with my elbow and escaped from his embrace. Then, without mustering the courage to look back, I moved my feet in a hurry and muttered as if to myself.

“I-I, I-I’ll find you some clothes to change into.”

For some reason, Heesoo hyung didn’t follow me. That was actually a relief.

When I judged that I had put enough distance between myself and Heesoo hyung, I stopped in place for a moment to catch my breath. I placed one hand on the wall, took a deep breath, and replayed the situation from a moment ago.

I don’t know for sure, but one thing is certain.

I must be sexually frustrated.

That’s why all sorts of delusions are popping into my head.

To be sexually frustrated in a situation like this. How pathetic, I thought, shaking my head to myself.

Kim Yitae shouted desperately, pounding on the wall in front of him until his hands were about to break.

In reality, it wasn’t a wall but an eggshell.

It was too massive to be described as an egg, but it was, in any case, in the shape of an egg.

The surface of the egg was transparent and soft, looking somewhat pliable. But no matter how hard he tried, Kim Yitae’s shouts did not reach the inside. Seo Heesoo’s figure was clearly visible beyond the thin eggshell, but there was no reaction.

He was curled up like a child sleeping in the womb. The expression on his closed eyes should have looked peaceful, but instead, it looked weary and lonely. The tear stains on his cheeks looked just like bloodstains, making him look like someone who had been stabbed and had collapsed, covered in blood.

Unable to break through the barrier with his bare hands, Kim Yitae finally drew his sword.

Lævateinn, the divine object of the Golden Emperor, was a renowned sword that could slice through steel like it was a radish. When he struck the eggshell with it, a crack shot through the top of the egg.

Kim Yitae’s face lit up with joy, but I could not. Instead, I snatched Kim Yitae’s waist as he raised his sword high to completely shatter the egg. At the same time, the egg split into two on its own, and an indescribable impact erupted.

Kugugugugugung!

My body flew through the air like a fallen leaf, and I held on tight to Kim Yitae in my arms. After being pushed through the air for a long time, we crashed into a gap in the concrete ruins, and it felt like my body was split in half.

‘Ugh…’

Pain set in, but I was distracted by it for only a moment.

I saw darkness covering the sky above my head.

Just as a newborn chick satisfies its birth hunger by eating its mother, the void that had hatched from the egg was rapidly erasing the world.

A complete nothingness that permitted neither life nor even death.

The pitch-black darkness that destroyed even chaos was pure evil itself.

I stared blankly up at the sight of destruction spreading like ink over the ruined city. I no longer had the energy to be horrified by it. It felt as numb as watching a scene from a movie played on repeat on TV.

But Kim Yitae, for whom this was likely the first time witnessing destruction, could not be so. He looked up at the avant-garde and desperate sight that heralded the end of the entire universe and uttered a curse.

‘Fuck…’

He looked towards the place where the egg had been, but nowhere in the place that had been the cradle of ruin could the figure of Seo Heesoo, who should have become the savior of the world, be seen.

It was only natural.

Because the one who had chosen destruction was none other than Seo Heesoo.

As if pained by the unbelievable reality, Kim Yitae squeezed his eyes shut. I spoke to him indifferently.

‘What did I tell you?’

Kim Yitae’s eyes snapped open, and he yelled.

‘I told you not to say that, didn’t I?’

But there was no strength in his voice. Both his HP and MP must be depleted, so he would soon black out. In fact, even if his stamina was full, it was questionable whether he could get out of here alive.

And even if he did get out alive, what was the use?

Today was the day the Earth was destroyed.

As if to prove that fact, pitch-black destruction rained down from above like rain. Along with the world’s time, Kim Yitae’s time was also running out.

He was on the verge of fainting and forced strength into his flickering eyes. Then, with all his might, he grabbed my hand and said.

‘Heesoo hyung…’

Hearing the name that flowed from Kim Yitae’s lips, all sorts of resentment and anger swirled together. The fact that he was mentioning Seo Heesoo even when things had come to this felt like my heart was being shattered.

‘Save Heesoo hyung.’

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When I woke up from floundering in a memory I couldn’t tell was past, present, or future, the surroundings were dark. For a moment, I was confused about where I was, but thankfully, it seemed I hadn’t gone crazy from the repeated regressions. My recent memories came back, and I realized why I was lying on a bunk bed, looking at the bottom of a mattress.

Min Gongchan stared intently at the bottom of the mattress, which looked moldy no matter how you looked at it, and organized his memories.

When he got out of Dungeon 77 alive with the help of Kang Cheoljun and Yoon Younghyun, the Special Task Force had set up camp at the entrance. Kim Piljoong was even there, perhaps to catch Yaksha, and he was not pleased to come face to face with him. This was even more so when he thought about what he had to do in a situation where Yaksha’s death could not be confirmed.