The Man’s 101st Bad Ending

Translator: FusionX

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“…It seems he’s coming.”

In a small space barely illuminated by a dim light, as Theresa muttered softly, Cain, who had been watching her, nodded slightly.

He had thought he would come someday, but the timing was a bit early.

Still, it didn’t matter.

Hadn’t all the preparations already been completed anyway?

Theresa’s complexion was much paler than before.

It was possible because she had absorbed the power of the Four Dragons while maintaining her own personality.

The evil thoughts possessed by the Four Dragons, the destructive power of having absorbed them as they were would be enough to call her a monster.

However, Theresa’s expression was still dark.

The face that had been filled with ecstasy when she first received the power was shadowed, and it no longer looked as comfortable as before.

“Do you have any worries?”

“Worries.”

Theresa, who twisted the corners of her mouth, laughed slightly.

She wasn’t worried about anything.

Since she wanted to take revenge on Robert, if she killed him who was now coming to her, wouldn’t that be enough?

However, the problem was the memories that were slowly blooming in her head.

Memories that were not directly seen in reality, but felt like something someone else had heard.

“There’s nothing like that.”

“Then I will send the other guys first. We’ll have to test him to some extent.”

As she nodded at those words, the memories that had taken root in her mind were gradually increasing in size.

They weren’t her memories.

However, it was clear that they were her memories.

-Robert, did you really trust me? You’re such a fool. To be seduced by a woman and give her everything, even your heart.

She was laughing.

As she stroked Robert’s cheek, who was blankly staring into the void, she was just laughing as if she was in a good mood.

She didn’t know why she was in such a good mood, but Robert’s expression resembled what she had imagined.

As if he would crumble at any moment, the desperate expression was the face she had been picturing for a long time.

-I never loved you, but thank you for loving someone like me?

Even as she stabbed a dagger into his heart, Robert didn’t move.

His empty gaze only drew in the void.

Even as blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, even as his heart was torn and he died.

Those hollow eyes never looked at her until the end.

Eventually, his body that had turned cold and stiff collapsed.

Theresa’s memory of seeing the body that had become a corpse without even moving ended like that.

…But why did she feel pain from herself?

It was just a memory.

But as if a dagger had been stabbed into her own heart, blood was gushing and leaking out near her heart.

“It’s not just a simple memory.”

She didn’t know what this meant.

She also didn’t know why the wounds she had inflicted in the memory were appearing identically on her body this time.

In the first place, she couldn’t even be sure that this memory was her own, so when did Robert die?

The blood that had been gushing and leaking out slowly began to stop.

Since her body had already become a monster, this level of injury would naturally heal quickly.

But the pain remained.

As the pain grew greater with each memory that emerged, Theresa slowly got up from her seat and moved forward.

The pain that would disappear if she killed Robert.

From the beginning, it was Robert who had been tormenting her.

No, was it her fault for approaching him in the first place?

She had approached him to extort some wealth, and this was the result in the end.

As her face was reflected in the transparent window, the corners of Theresa’s mouth trembled slightly as she looked at herself.

The cracked skin could no longer look like the woman from before.

It was already irreversible.

Wouldn’t it be the most beautiful ending to kill Robert and face death herself in the end?

“I wish he would come quickly. I hate waiting.”

As the wounds on her body increased, Theresa took one step forward at a time.

Her memories of killing Robert, her memories of Robert dying.

In all those memories, her actions were always the same, so she had always approached Robert to use him.

Why did it fail this time?

She had always betrayed Robert and siphoned off his wealth, so why was it exposed this time and ended up like this?

She probably wouldn’t know the answer unless she heard it directly from him.

That was why she moved forward.

To kill Robert.

To erase these memories that were emerging and making her suffer.

Theresa, who wrapped the scars engraved on her arm, slowly opened the door.

Thud.

The door closed, and the light in the empty room gradually faded.

Only silence remained in the room.

As the last ray of light on the chair disappeared, the space was engulfed in complete darkness and vanished.

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I had a rough idea of where Theresa was.

There weren’t many places to hide in the south.

Furthermore, if we went further south, it was the territory of completely different races, and the only remaining place would be around this city where different races and humans were mixed.

Since I had completely familiarized myself with the geography of this area, I could quickly find the places where Theresa might be hiding.

Moreover, she was spreading her energy as if telling me to come closer, so it would be stranger if I didn’t know.

This energy was something I felt for the first time.

However, my body was reacting to this energy as if it was very familiar.

I hope my guess is wrong, but if I react to this power, it’s probably…

Yes, there’s only one possibility.

“Is it the Four Dragons?”

I already knew that the Crown Prince was interested in the evil thoughts of the Four Dragons.

He ordered me to secure the relics to use them, and even informed Theresa of Miragen’s location… if it came to this, it would be the Crown Prince.

It was a truly complicated relationship.

The Crown Prince had always tried to kill me, and I had tried to take care of other people while ignoring that fact.

What if I had decided to kill the Crown Prince from the beginning?

It was a futile thought, but it might have been a solution to escape from this depression a little faster.

I should have lived a bit more selfishly.

Even as I grumbled like that, I knew well that I could never live that way.

At first, I had vowed to die alone, but in the end, didn’t I come to care about someone again?

If I had only wished for my own death, there would have been no need to save Adele.

No need to get closer to Adriana, no need to go out alone to save Miragen.

It was already irreversible.

Since I had decided to save them, it was fine if I suffered a little.

I was used to suffering.

Being betrayed, suffering alone.

Was there anyone in this world who could endure it as well as I could?

I slowly walked, following the power that was gradually increasing as if beckoning me.

Grasping the sword I had custom-made while coming here, I drew up mana.

In the strangely quiet street, as I touched the wall with my hand flowing with mana, the space began to distort slowly.

What was revealed in the street where the color changed in an instant was an empty estate.

As I climbed over the cracks in the rusty iron fence, I saw grass that seemed to have been neglected for decades, growing taller than a person’s height.

I walked, cutting through the grass swaying in the wind.

I heard the sound of rustling in my ears, and as the presence gradually approached, I tightened my grip on the sword.

“You’re here.”

When I stood in front of an old mansion after passing through the grass, the one who greeted me was a masked man.

I think I’ve seen him once before.

When I was investigating the south some time ago, I received a report that there were people wearing masks.

As I was thinking whether they were the same as them, I sensed the group surrounding me and laughed softly.

“…It seems there are too many people welcoming me.”

“I roughly guess why you came here, but you still need preparation before meeting my Lady.”

“About twenty people.”

“It will be quite different from the different races. I was a bit surprised last time, but this time, you might collapse here.”

It was quite annoying that he spoke to me gently even though we were meeting for the first time.

I couldn’t feel his presence even when I tried to sense it.

However, what bothered me was that the energy of the relic dwelling in my body was reacting strongly.

The one inside the mansion was probably Theresa, but the fact that a similar energy was felt from the masked man…

It meant he had a connection with the Crown Prince.

There was no need to be hostile towards him here.

Before killing the Crown Prince, I had to become his closest aide.

What I was trying to deal with here had to be seen as Theresa.

I hid my hostility.

After laughing softly once, I slowly opened my mouth towards the masked man.

“Do I have to fight you too?”

“If my Lady wishes, I will, but unfortunately, I have something to do. I’ll have to withdraw for today.”

“Then I’d like you to pass a message to His Highness.”

His eyes changed at the word ‘His Highness’.

He must know better who I was referring to here.

It was true that I was trying to become the Crown Prince’s aide.

However, I also knew well that he was wary of me.

Then, in the repeated regressions, the Crown Prince wouldn’t have always created variables.

I know him.

And the Crown Prince may also know about me to some extent.

I won’t show hostility, but I didn’t want him to underestimate me too much.

It wasn’t pleasant to be on the receiving end of him openly showing his intentions and trying to test me like this.

“Next time, there’s no need to send someone separately like this. I will definitely secure the relics for you.”

“……”

I was the one smirking and laughing, but the masked man didn’t answer until the end.

I don’t think Kaitel will get angry after hearing these words either.

He might be more wary of me, but I had already expected that.

However, he couldn’t drive me away.

My actions would ultimately benefit Kaitel, and even so, driving me away would be a foolish thing to do, and he would know that well.

Getting closer like that, and finally being able to stand by his side.

That would be the day the Crown Prince dies.

The masked man stared at me for a moment, then slowly turned his back.

And what revealed themselves were the identities of the presences that had been approaching with him.

They had a rather blatant appearance, each with a sun drawn on their chests, so I unknowingly laughed.

“Are you not even hiding it now?”

The sun symbolized the Four Dragons, and the one who appeared leading these beings was the Crown Prince’s subordinate.

I don’t know if Kaitel expected that I wouldn’t be able to guess about his subordinate, but still, appearing like this was too blatant.

It was an empire that worshipped the moon.

Even though there was a Temple of the Moon nearby, he openly presented those who had drawn the symbol of the sun.

I let out a snort at his intention that was more blatant than I thought.

The eyes of those approaching me had no focus.

They were just empty, as if they only had the single-minded determination to kill me.

In other words, they were failures.

Those who couldn’t fully endure the evil thoughts and were used as discards like this.

“Twenty people.”

I muttered as I cut off the head of the approaching person.

It was true that they were stronger than the different race warriors.

Each person possessed much stronger mana, so if I made even a slight mistake, I would be at a disadvantage.

But that was talking about me when I fought the different races.

Three weeks in the North, one week in the church, and another week in the South.

In just a month, I had been constantly advancing.

“You should have brought 200.”

I only received the impression of a mere 20 people.

With each swing of the sword, a person died along the drawn line.

Blood splattered, and brains burst out, but my expression was calm.

However, my mind became complicated.

The more I felt Theresa’s presence, the closer I got to the mansion, my consciousness was being buried in memories.

I myself felt that this regression was completely different from before.

Adele and Adriana.

It was the first time in all my lives that they said something that seemed to recall the past.

What would change if they remembered my past?

Still, what I was thinking about was ultimately a small curiosity that I had brought up myself.

If you found out about my past, saw the sins I had committed, and fully felt my pain.

What kind of emotions would you harbor then?

Regret for something irreversible.

No matter how much you grieved now, the emotion you felt for something irreversible was regret.

It was uncertain whether Theresa Violet would feel the emotion of regret.

The probability of her repenting her own sins after seeing me die was even less.

But what I hoped for was that I didn’t want you to regret it.

Rather, if you saw that and laughed at me, I could kill you without any hesitation.

Weren’t we in such a relationship from the beginning?

A relationship that started with lies and ended with lies, destined to end in tragedy from the start.

Before I knew it, as I looked around the quiet surroundings, I realized that no one was standing anymore.

The cold breath entered my lungs, and emptiness was embedded in the breath I exhaled next.

Now it’s time to meet you.

It’s time to erase you.

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