That Man’s 101st Bad Ending

When the violets wither-1

I didn’t want to place much significance on revenge.

It’s not because I want to take revenge on what I’ve been through, it’s because I just want to put an end to this relationship.

and saved it Even though she was betrayed several times, it was because she didn’t want Theresia to die.

Because he was someone I truly loved at least once, when she first approached me.

Because I accepted it as salvation.

I just tried to end it by excluding it from my life.

However, looking back now, doesn’t it seem like a lame excuse?

Adrian’s room, right next to it.

It was pitiful to see myself staring blankly at the desk without doing anything.

I met Theresia. To be precise, it was something I discovered unilaterally, but it was true that I confirmed that Theresia was in the south.

…It was something I had already been prepared for.

But what he was thinking about right now were the memories of Theresia.

The first time we met, the second we met.

The fact that I was nearing the end of my relationship with the woman who had always been my fiancé in my life, aroused strange feelings in many ways.

“Salvation.”

If I remember the first time we met, I might say that.

It was the same when we met again. She was the first woman who warmly approached me, who was hated by everyone.

I didn’t know it was a mask, so I guess that’s what it was.

If I had known, I wouldn’t have been hurt.

The pouring sighs are mixed with the wind and scattered.

Theresia was different from Mirazen or Adele.

The first impression was good, but as time passed, the feelings distorted.

Now I think it’s a kite that doesn’t have any meaning to me.

She is just a woman who reminds me of my foolish past.

My past, where I tried to walk on a path where I couldn’t see the slightest hope.

– Why are you crying here. What’s your name?

The regret that I thought I had abandoned someday rises again.

As I always say, this regression makes it impossible for people to only look at reality.

Whatever you see connects you to the past, and whatever you do brings back memories.

No matter what I did, it was no different from repeating what I had already done to me once.

live in memory We live in the reverberation created by memories.

I don’t know if there are other people besides me who repeat the regression, but that life was terrible.

Being unable to see only reality, what could be more cruel than this?

I used to forget about that for a while when I was with Adrian, but not anymore.

From the moment I came to this South, I had no choice but to face the past.

Now that I’ve seen Theresia, I can’t do anything other than put an end to this relationship.

-Call me Theresia. I’ve heard a lot of rumors, can I call you Robert?

I shook my head at the flood of memories.

His memories of meeting Theresia for the first time were already considerably glorified.

It was a time when I didn’t even know the existence of the moon stone, so didn’t I live thinking that it was a salvation that came to me for a while.

I get up from my desk and walk towards the window.

Along with the Wall Tower, this is the closest place to see the moon.

It’s not a high tower, but a place where the strangely tilted moon is close to the ground.

Tree branches stretching toward the sky were entangled like a net, and the moon could barely be seen hanging over the verdant curtain.

cold.

As if it might break at any moment, the barely frozen moon was carefully emitting its own light.

Is it too exaggerated to think that the moon and I look alike?

In this repeated death, I thought that maybe it would be me who was about to break.

If I don’t have a little more patience, I might end this life before I know it.

Holding my trembling hand with the other hand, I gazed at the pale moon.

I saw the cold moon. I saw the cool moonlight, enough to shatter and stain the sky with darkness.

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Revenge is a dirty feeling.

No matter how many times I repeat it, I will not be able to justify the name of revenge as good.

God is an evil person. Wasn’t she born with the name of a wicked woman who was never good?

“…haha.”

The corners of Theresia’s mouth twitched. The Violet family had long since collapsed.

Even that barely left only the lifeblood, wasn’t everything broken from the moment my brother died.

Theresia, who brushed her cheeks, murmured softly.

“Robert.”

In the first place, he was the man who approached him to take advantage of the Taylor family.

Without any feelings for the man, she only tried to revive Violet using her family’s wealth and name.

I didn’t know that I would truly love myself in the process, but now I thought that maybe that feeling was also a lie.

If I truly loved you, would you have brought up the idea of breaking up the engagement with me first?

He knew everything from the beginning.

The reason he tried to approach him was probably because he was only trying to destroy the Violet family, ignoring everything he did afterwards.

Isn’t that Taylor? It’s a place where only mentally ill people can do anything for my family.

In a place like that, I shouldn’t be caught off guard by people who say I’m naive.

It was his own fault. If I hadn’t approached her, if I hadn’t thought of using the name Taylor in the first place.

Not everyone would have died like now.

He killed the butler who had been taking care of him since he was a child.

When he killed his parents who doubted him and barely got out of the madness, everything was collapsing.

The upside-down world, if there’s one thing I noticed when I saw the cracks collapsing… it would be the name of Robert Taylor.

Why did you think it was your fault? In fact, it’s all he did.

It wasn’t him who killed the butler. What was the butler’s name? I don’t even remember now. It might have been Robert’s nemesis.

Ahaha.

…that’s right. It wasn’t his fault.

If anyone was at fault, it would have been Robert Taylor. Why do you think it’s your fault again?

Everyone was watching you, so didn’t you make your own decision?

Puck, Theresia hit her head thinking that she had gone insane for a moment.

There was blood in her tousled hair, but it wasn’t her own blood.

They are trying to gain strength through the blood of those sacrificed.

Apparently, a lot of people were needed.

I cried a lot when I sacrificed my mother or father.

He who loved me so much, how could he have been tricked by Robert into trying to kill my daughter?

The voice that denied what it meant was good.

Theresia hated liars.

Robert, who whispered that he had done nothing, was the most hated and feared liar.

Click. Click.

After lightly stepping on a puddle made of blood, he climbed a mountain piled with corpses.

My foot slipped and went into a hole, and even when I stepped on someone’s intestines and cut them off, I didn’t mind anymore.

All of this is for revenge.

“Lady Theresia, are you here today to perform the ceremony?”

When I turned my head at the sudden voice, I saw a masked man bowing his head to me.

Was his name Cain? Introducing himself as a wizard, he was the first to approach me.

The wizard said he knew my circumstances and asked if I would attempt revenge.

Of course, I doubted it, but the doubt was surprisingly easily resolved.

He even gave me information that the princess was in the northwest, but would such a person really harm him?

Princess Mirazen was really in the Northwest.

Thanks to Robert personally stepping out to rescue her, he was able to quickly let her know that he was still alive.

I gave my name to the immigrants and scattered the pattern containing the mark here and there.

If you don’t come to the South after seeing that, you’re probably an idiot or an idiot.

However, I thought that Robert would come.

Since he prepared everything to destroy himself, wouldn’t he come all the way to the south to destroy Theresia Violet?

“Robert arrived in the South. Perhaps we will meet soon.”

“You came sooner than expected. I thought you’d come a little later.”

“I heard that she is with the Church, but it would be dangerous to target the saintess.”

It was next to impossible to aim for the saintess. How do you catch Paladin Berod?

Temuchin, the last leader of the foreign tribes, was also strong, but Berod was a different being.

He was a man who could generate the power of dozens of knights alone.

So, he intended to give up the saintess and bring in only Robert.

“First, start with the ceremony. He said how much was left.”

“Three days is enough. Besides that, as long as we have our troops, wouldn’t it be enough to subdue one Robert Taylor?”

“…Always curious, but I don’t know why you’re helping me like this.”

“Everything is for the sun. The moon is so feeble.”

The pattern of the sun was engraved on the man wearing the mask.

In this country that worships the moon, laughing at the sun, Theresia sat atop a mountain of corpses.

Now that didn’t matter.

If it’s for his own revenge, if it’s for revenge for Robert Taylor who destroyed everything.

Even if it’s a dragon, I’ll hold your hand.

As the flowing human blood drenched her body, Theresia’s waist was bent by the power flowing through the blood.

“Keugh…!”

Blood gushed out of his mouth, and his eyes turned white to enjoy the pain.

The mind still hasn’t broken. This ritual was the process of gaining new powers by breaking out of the human body.

The piece of power once feared by the moon god,

Seeing Theresia greet it, Cain gave a small smile.

“It’s going very well. Very well, everything will be fine.”

At that voice, Theresia laughed lightly.

Even on a face distorted by pain, a smile blooming with difficulty made goosebumps rise from the body of the viewer.

Purple darkness seeps from his blood-stained face.

The sight of her pale and bony body twisting even more, with her tangled hair falling downward.

By the time this ceremony was over, there probably wouldn’t be a ‘woman’ named Theresia in the world.

Theresia herself wished for it, so she only wanted revenge on Robert.

A small flower bloomed on top of the mountain where the corpses were piled up.

It was a flower so small that no one noticed, and none of those watching the ceremony noticed its existence.

The flowers that were blown away by the wind scattered their petals one by one.

Purple petals, sometimes white, sometimes yellow petals flew in the air and fell into a puddle of blood, turning red.

get wet disappear

The existence of a flower that no longer remembers its light disappears in vain.

The woman who was at least once pure for her purpose was disappearing just like that.

Violet, because that name symbolized violets.

The violets that no one will remember anymore disappeared just like that.

Even the last petals are futile.

so withered

When Theresia looked up, what she saw was the moon visible through the open ceiling.

The full moon with an exceptionally cool light was shining towards him.

As if she were blessing her new birth, the light felt rather refreshing.