I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel - Chapter 228



228 – Hero (12)

“Ah! It’s really annoying!”

Lilia was noisy for throwing a tantrum, and it was insignificant for her plan as a demon lord to have failed.

“Let’s get this over with! Then really finish it! Why are you struggling and acting so ugly!”

A voice full of resentment.

“Sleep obediently like before! Just relax! “Without any worries!”

Tears formed in her eyes.

“This is what you’ve wanted your whole life, right?!”

Lilia’s anger became even stronger.

“You… I… Don’t even know what thoughts I had in creating this world…!”

I don’t understand what I didn’t like so much. When you become the owner, you have to smile proudly and praise the person under you saying that they will become independent. What kind of nonsense is that?

“How can I feel like this…!”

It was a bit like not being able to control my anger rationally. As a human being, you have to control your emotions with reason.

He looked at Lilia quietly and said.

“Of course I don’t know.”

I wondered why I was asking something so obvious.

“How do I know without looking into your heart?”

How can you understand the minds of others?

I have not been her, nor have I been able to open her brain and see inside.

“Ha.”

Lilia sneered.

“I feel like I’ve been watching you for so long.”

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An astonishing amount of magical power welled up around him. That incredibly ominous magic power. You can be sure because it is always close by. The power I felt at the foreshadowing of the Demon King’s awakening. The power of the Demon King took on its true face and rang throughout the room.

Wood touched by unsettling magic rotted, cracked, or fell apart, or, conversely, sprouted or transformed into a huge tree.

The magic destroyed the house and spread outside. When the force that surged like a tree spreading out its branches reached the sky, it had the effect of breaking a glass window.

Damn. It looks like it makes that sound.

The mental space that Lilia had created began to collapse.

“I’ll lock you up so you never wake up again.”

I approached her while looking at the collapsing landscape. My flesh was torn as I was touched by the magical power spreading in all directions, but I moved forward regardless.

“What? Come now and ask for forgiveness… “

“Is that so?”

The distance has become so close that our faces are reflected in each other’s eyes.

“I just came to take what’s mine.”

Without hesitation, I placed my lips on hers.

“…?!”

The tongue did not mix.

Just quietly, mixing each other’s breath and warmth. Lilia tried to take it off, but failed when I grabbed her waist and put my weight on her lips and pressed her. After a little resistance, she quietly accepted the kiss.

Pajik.

The magic power fluctuated even more strongly.

After about a minute, I parted my lips. A silver thread was created between the lips, stretched for a long time, and then suddenly broke.

“You, you! “What are you doing now?”

“I told you. “I will take what is mine.”

The wave of power that had been spreading around Lilia has now begun to flow around my body as well.

“How can you act like a devil when you’re a witch?”

There is more gold in the world. Now it was even more difficult to find a place that wasn’t broken.

The landscape cracked and distorted, affecting the ground we stood on. The ground crumbled like crumbled paper, and broken fragments flew from the sky and fell like rain.

Two forces of the same type collided, causing a strong reaction.

Soon the world of imagination completely collapsed.

A huge shock wave like that hit us.

Consciousness flickers.

Once again, to another dream.

**

Just as the beings of the earth looked up to the sky, the beings of the sky also envied the earth.

The butterfly that spent its entire life in the sky longed for a lowly person.

The only thing in the sky is the blazing heat of the sun and emptiness.

I could not feel the warmth of the soil, the scent of flowers, the softness of moss, or the sound of the stream. The crowded friendliness cannot reach.

That’s why the butterfly loved a small flying insect that came from the ground.

Undeterred by any hardship, it is confident. A strong appearance like a deep-rooted tree that does not lose even in muddy water or a typhoon.

It was shabby compared to the things with beautiful wings that butterflies had loved, but it was still lovely.

To the point where I don’t mind throwing away my two wings or even my life.

The butterfly originally planned to die.

As a demon king on behalf of flying insects, I planned to make a great sacrifice for all of humanity.

But I couldn’t. The reason was simple.

This is because her hopes and desires did not look in the same direction.

Hope pointed to a heroic sacrifice, and desire pointed to a petit bourgeois life.

The desire to protect him and the desire to be with him coexisted.

A contradictory mindset that arose immediately after realizing love.

That contradictory feeling soon turned into resentment.

Why do we have to suffer like this?

How can an individual shoulder the fate of the world? The structure was poor from the beginning. Why should I or he have to sacrifice.

It was unfair. It was so unfair. But still, I couldn’t turn my attention to the fact that this sacrifice was necessary.

As I gained strength, my wings grew even bigger.

She could see higher, more detailed, more things.

The world was not beautiful. Everyone had pain and fear. There was an unfair death and an ugly struggle for life. Whether on earth or in heaven, there was equal and universal suffering.

At that moment, a small flame burned in her heart.

Even if I die here anyway, someone else will one day gain this power and die. The world will wallow in universal suffering without any change.

Even if we die like this, if the same result is repeated again, if someone dies again and all things suffer and suffer.

Wouldn’t it be better for me to change all of this?

If so, there would be no need to give up this noble thought or personal wish.

Hopes and desires moving in different directions paradoxically headed toward the same destination.

It was hope.

**

Dream.

It is a mysterious phenomenon that occurs when two wizards fall asleep at the same time.

It is a phenomenon of unconscious sharing that allows one to directly know the thoughts of others by exchanging each other’s dreams.

“Was that your idea just now, Lilia?”

“Damn it…!”

Lilia was glaring at me as if she were going to kill me, feeling even more embarrassed than seeing her naked body. The face was stained red, and thick drops of sweat were dripping along the jaw line.

“…Huh, okay. That’s my heart. Do you understand now?”

Lilia took a deep breath, collected herself for a moment, and made eye contact with me.

“I like you.”

Lilia’s gaze softened for a moment.

But even for a moment, she again showed a cold yet determined look in her eyes.

“Therefore. “I want you to be happy.”

This world seen from Lilia’s perspective was a truly dark and terrible place.

Children who lost their parents, people who were experimented on by devil worshipers or vampires and ended up dying, people worried about when monsters would attack the village, and the gap between the rich and the poor was about whether or not they had the means to protect themselves. Wealth created longevity.

It was also a dangerous place where the devil could be resurrected at any time and humanity could be destroyed.

That’s why she invited people to the space of her dreams.

An ideal world where no one suffers.

To a space of happiness that is literally like a dream.

“You know… No, you feel better. “How difficult it has been.”

“…”

“I grew up without parents, became an experiment, and eventually became a devil. The moment they found out your identity, people turned against you and the trash was just thinking of taking advantage of you. Is that it? I can’t sleep well. “I can’t even do basic things if someone doesn’t let me sleep!”

“…”

“But why do you keep rejecting me? Are you saying I will definitely make you happy? “I will make you so happy that you won’t even remember all the misfortunes you have experienced so far.”

Lilia was desperate.

“Because I can do that… Please…”

I was even desperate.

I took my eyes off Lilia for a moment and looked around.

When the imaginary world with the scenery of a flower field was broken, what appeared was a space infinitely filled with pure white nothingness.

The white space I saw every time I slept in the past.

I realized. If the beautiful garden we saw earlier was Lilia’s space, then this is my space.

A pure white and empty cavity.

This is where my heart was.

“I’ve always… Lived with an inferiority complex towards you.”

A person who was blessed from birth.

I was born with talent and raised by a loving mother. She became the youngest witch with the most outstanding witch of her time as her teacher. I know many beauties who adore her.

In addition, she has an outstanding appearance that is more beautiful than flowers.

If I was the bottom, she was the sky.

“But after seeing your dream and knowing your heart, I felt something.”

It’s funny.

“You were a fool just like me.”

That she was equally envious of me.

“…On a topic like that, who is going to make whom happy?”

I turned my gaze again and looked at Lilia.

“Don’t talk nonsense.”

Anger welled up.

“What are you saying? I’m scared of dying, I’m shaking, I’m talking twice, I’m acting like a fool, things like that. “Don’t install it like it’s something.”

The first thing I had was a sense of kinship and compassion.

But when I thought about it again, my fever grew.

On a topic that is no different from me, how dare you talk about the noble value of sacrifice?

My stomach hurts and I can’t tolerate it.

Jealousy welled up.

“Don’t deny me your love.”

What blooms in jealousy is a strong sense of repulsion.

“You’re going to create a happy world for me? Under! Then where is my past? “Where is the pain I received?”

The fate of becoming a demon lord, the past of being born without parents and living as a slave, the days as a mercenary where I completed a mission while getting injured countless times, the sadness caused by the death of my colleagues, the death that was repeated countless times after being reborn, and the terrible pain of sleep. , It was all mine.

“The me you said you liked was created out of that pain! I was made out of all that misery! It was all mine and my life! “Who are you to take that away?”

All those misfortunes made me. It made me up.

All of that was my life.

“A world with parents and lovers? There’s no need for that! If there’s something you want, you’ll find it yourself! I will be happy with my own strength!”

Even though it was painful, it wasn’t meaningless.

“More than anything, in that world! “You’re not here!”

The fact that there was a breakup means that there was a meeting.

Being in despair means having hope.

Being in pain means having the will to escape from the pain.

“If you really want me to be happy!”

Will blossomed in misfortune.

“Think about being happy with me!”

Just like now.

The devil is resurrected and humanity is in danger of extinction.

The citizens trembled in fear, and all my colleagues who went on the expedition collapsed, leaving me alone.

Still, I didn’t want to become a warrior.

Just like I didn’t like her trying to deny me.

I didn’t like the attempts to define me.

The courage I needed was neither the courage to kill nor the courage to give up.

It was the courage to be hated.

Being able to directly deny the tasks given to me by the world and express rejection to those who love me.

It’s not about hesitating because I’m afraid of losing people and love, but walking the path I want even if I lose it.

Soon, the courage to be free.

The courage not to be tied down by everything.

Because I grew up losing freedom, I yearned for it even more. It was me who grew up within it.

So, there is no need to catch me.

There is no need to play the role of killing the devil.

There is no need to act as a subordinate who obeys the devil.

Nothing is needed.

We will move forward, destroying all the negativity of others and the oppression of the world.

Not swayed by anything, not tied down by anything.

I don’t care about any pain, I don’t care about any sadness, I stay steadfast.

Freely.

I will walk my path.

“So, I’m going to take you down.”

Lilia’s eyes shook.

“If you oppose me, are you saying you will become a hero?”

“What are you talking about? “Do you think so?”

Damn enemy-!

Like an egg breaking, the world on a white background began to split apart.

“I told you. You and I are both idiots. Could a fight like this become the myth of a hero?”

The collapse of this image was not caused by a collision with anyone.

“I am an orphan, a lowly mercenary, a villain who died once and came back to life and entered this flowery world.”

It began to collapse due to my choice and my complete decision.

“I am neither a demon lord nor a hero.”

It was decided in the midst of countless misfortunes and struggles.

“Don’t define me. “Don’t deny me.”

I’m going out.

In this world.

I will move forward, freed from everything that binds me.

“I am a human being.”

Sunlight shone through the cracks.

I felt like a bird coming out of an egg.

“I am free.”