The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me

Chapter 204 “Don’t interfere, Yurtha.” I pushed Yurtha’s shoulder away. “Are you still protecting Dylan at this moment?” “It’s not like that.” I wasn’t protecting him. I just… “I don’t want to consume any emotions anymore.” All memories of the past have been destroyed. Dylan still couldn’t let go of his wrist. Blood-red eyes filled with guilt and possessiveness. “I’m afraid you’ll leave….” “I left because of your actions.” The man, frustrated, seemed tortured as he tried to deny the truth. Eventually, he let out a breath that sounded like a bitter laugh. “If you’re going to abandon me anyway…” Again. Dylan’s eyes are just as strange as before. Sensing danger, Yurtha readjusted his grip on his sword. “I’ll kill them all.” “…What?” “If I kill everyone, then you’ll only have me.” His words not only shattered the last shred of affection I felt toward him but also filled me with sheer disgust. “You….” You’re absolutely pathetic.” What makes you different from Yurtha? Why did I ever care for you? Dylan’s red eyes wavered, but it seemed he had already made up his mind. “I don’t think I can go back now, Rose.” “……!” Dylan drew his sword and rushed to Yurtha in an instant. What just happened now? The way his blade swung without hesitation, devoid of any mercy, made it clear he was serious about killing him. Fortunately, Yurta slashed Dylan’s sword and escaped. Still, his movements were unsteady. The tip of the sword lightly brushed the tip of Yurtha’s arm. Blood spurted into the air. “……!” “Stop it, Dylan!” However, he didn’t care and continued to dig into Yurtha’s gap. Yurtha also didn’t stand still. He slashed Dylan’s sword and immediately counterattacked. “Stop it!” As if deaf, Dylan didn’t listen to me. I don’t trust Dylan anymore, but I don’t think he’d ever be this crazy. Maybe because of the curse? “Dylan!” When the two fought in the past, their duels often ended in a draw. Back then, I had admired how Dylan, who had raised his skills so far against the Transcendental. Now, he was nothing more than a terrifying presence. “Both of you, stop it!” No matter how much I yelled, my voice echoed uselessly, unheard by either of them. Their similarly sharp, crazed gazes clashed, and their deadly blades aimed to destroy each other. I instinctively realized something. The fact that this fight may not be over until one of them dies. After a while, the result of this long battle came. I sat blankly and watched the two of them collapsed. There were no winners or losers in this fight. The two, who were wielding swords like madmen, rushed towards each other as if to kill. No matter how much I shouted to stop, it was no use. Flesh was torn, and blood stained everything in sight. ‘I want to go home.’ I recalled an old wish. I want to go back to Korea. Back to the time when I lived peacefully with my mother. It was a wish that would never come true. Why am I here? At that moment, a shadow fell over me. When had he stood up again? Despite his battered state, Dylan was staggering toward me, sword in hand. Even after all that, he was still standing. “Stop, Dylan.” Finally, he turned his head toward me. “…Rose.” “…….” There was once a boy I liked. The red eyes of the boy with dark brown hair shone with hostility as he looked at me. The color of his eyes and his feelings towards me went very well together. When the boy’s eyes changed to friendly, I was startled by the awkwardness and ran away. But soon I got used to the boy’s warmth… Even though he was much younger than me, I was comforted and leaned on him without realizing it. He was like that to me. The one person I could confess things to that I wouldn’t even tell Celine. Though it had all been a lie. “You said I was your world and your everything?” I clutched at my chest, trying to fill the empty hole inside, and spoke bitterly. “You destroyed my entire world.” “…….” “How far do you have to go to be satisfied?” “Rose, I just….” “Even if you two fight like crazy, I will never fall into your hands. So don’t get me wrong.” Dylan stood blankly, staring at me, and rubbed his face with his hand. When he pulled it away, it was smeared with blood, making him look utterly ruined. Seeing him like that, the image of the boy I had once cherished began to fade. In its place was the face of a ruthless murderer. “…I’m sorry.” Dylan apologized. “Go home, Rose.” “… I will never go back to Herthas.” “Not there.” “… What?” “To where you truly belong. Back to Korea.” “If I could’ve gone back, I would’ve already. Do you think I want to stay here and watch all of this?” Shi-eon had told me I was brought here to eliminate the transcendent. ‘You picked the wrong person.’ I couldn’t do something like that. That’s why I couldn’t leave and was stuck here, witnessing all this horror. “You can just kill Yurtha.” “Do you think I’m like you?” I shook my head as I looked at Yurtha who had fallen. “I can’t do it, Dylan.” “No. You will have to.” At Dylan’s firm words, I lifted my gaze to meet his. “…What do you mean?” “Because if you don’t kill him, I have to.” “Are you still out of your mind? Is that the curse…” “No. I’m sane, Rose.” Clearly insane. But strangely, Dylan’s eyes were calm.Neither madness nor greed. “I’ll tell you one more thing, Rose, now that I’ve been caught.” “…….” “I’m the one who told you how to return to Korea.” <If you help me return to Korea, I’ll kill Yurtha for you.> A long time ago, I made that promise to Dylan. And Dylan had actually gone out of his way to find a way for me to return. At the time, I wasn’t in my right mind because Celine had just died. Those words had been spoken thoughtlessly. “And where do you think I found that method?” “…Didn’t you say you read it in some ancient texts?” Dylan let out a hollow laugh and shook his head. “There were no such texts to begin with.” “… Then.” “It’s true.” Dylan whispered with a sad smile. After hearing his words, I was frozen on the spot. “I made a deal with demon worshippers. And every deal comes with a price, doesn’t it?” “…You met with demon worshippers? And what do you mean, a price? You’ve never mentioned this to me before.” “I’m telling you now, aren’t I? Care to guess what the price was?” “You…” “I agreed to hand over Yurtha.” Dylan continued. “You made a promise too, and I hated Yurtha. Why would I hesitate to give him to demon worshippers? I thought it was a win-win for both of us, Rose.” “… Dylan.” He’s been crazy longer than he thought. “So, kill Yurtha and go back.” “…….” “Otherwise I will kill Yurtha and hand it over to the demon worshipers.” “… Don’t do this, Dylan.” I thought the curse was driving Dylan crazy. But looking at it now, it was clear that he had already been drenched in madness for a long time. “If it’s difficult, I’ll help you.” “What?” Dylan forcibly grabbed my hand and pulled me closer. I struggled to break free, but I couldn’t overcome his strength. Even in his current state, where did he find such strength? “Stop it, Dylan.” “…….” “Dylan!” Ignoring my protests, he pressed a sword into my hand. “… Dylan, no!” “… I’m sorry.” “Don’t do this! I said, stop!” The blade of the sword that was forcibly gripped was aimed at Yurtha. As the sword was raised high and began its descent— “…Cough.” Yurtha let out a weak cough. “…S-Sister.” He half-opened his eyes and called me in a faint voice. But it was already too late. Thud.