Endrium Empire.
The woman with an anxious face bit her lip.
“Unfortunately, the awakening of the saint has failed.”
The woman who heard that slowly sank to the ground. The despair was so overwhelming that she forgot the composure she usually valued so much.
She gasped for breath.
“What happened to the saint?”
The words she managed to spit out were abruptly cut off. It was that much despair.
“She… has died. The vessel was small, but the power she contained was immense. It was the mismatch of such immense power that shattered the vessel.”
The woman clenched her lips. So, the hope of the saint’s awakening has completely crumbled.
A saint was born once every hundred years, if at all. Moreover, it was even rarer for the born saint to reach adulthood and awaken their power properly.
Only the awakened power of the saint could fulfill her sole purpose. It was the task of her lifetime. But the saint’s awakening eagerly awaited with bated breath, ended in failure.
The woman exhaled slowly.
“I can’t give up here.”
Between trembling eyelids, a strange violet iris was revealed.
“…Arrange for the ritual to be conducted directly at the temple. So that no grudge remains in this world.”
“Yes.”
Of course, she hadn’t been idle, just waiting for the saint’s awakening all this time. She simply hadn’t considered it because she couldn’t stake everything on a 50/50 chance.
The woman dismissed the man who couldn’t hide his remorse and called for her servant. She was a woman full of sorrow.
“Don’t look at me like that. I’m fine. This won’t break me. Who’s here?”
“They’re waiting outside.”
The woman nodded. Her servant, empathizing with her master’s grief, opened the door to the chamber.
Entering was a man cloaked in a shabby gray hood. Adorned atop his clothes were ornaments made of hefty gold and emeralds. He exuded an inexplicable aura, giving away no hint of his identity.
He inclined his head and addressed the mistress of the house.
“As I mentioned, there is another way.”
“I remember. Bringing a soul to sacrifice from another world, right?”
“Yes, my lady.”
Three voices overlapped in response. The voices emanated from within the mysterious gray hood, their gender wasn’t clear.
“Fortunately, I’ve found a soul that resonates with your desires. If you offer this soul as a sacrifice to Albaro, your wish will be granted.”
She had wanted to avoid this method at all costs, but what choice did she have? There were no other options left. If sacrificing someone’s soul could save a life as precious as hers, she was willing to do it.
“What do I need to do?”
“You just need to provide me with a little blood. The blood of someone who fervently desires that soul. And… an empty vessel is required.”
“An empty vessel?”
“Yes. A body that has been dormant for a long time, one that does not awaken. We need a vessel to contain the soul offered as a sacrifice.”
The woman nodded slowly. An empty vessel. Finding a sacrificial lamb wouldn’t be difficult.
“What should I do for you in return?”
“For me… please assist in constructing the temple, my lady. Provide a place for the followers of Albaro to gather! Our god will spare your lamb and we’ll get tons of blessings from our god!”
It had been a hundred years since the Endrium Empire declared Lucas as the sole deity to be worshipped. After the disappearance of other temples, except for the Lucas Temple, they faded into obscurity.
“We can discuss that matter… after the task is successful. If you want to achieve your desires, prepare the ritual. There can be no room for error.”
“Yes, my lady!”
In the middle of the night, secret schemes with hidden identities squirmed in excitement.
***
“Oh, my head.”
As I was heading to work, my head suddenly throbbed severely, and my vision blurred. Did I faint? This has never happened before. I rubbed my forehead and got up. What happened to the office?
Blinking slowly in the bright light, I groped around.
‘Where’s my phone?’
“Are you okay?”
‘Wait, that voice totally suits my taste.’
‘Is he a doctor?’
“Reginis Evelyne.”
The low voice sounded incredibly sexy. I turned my head discreetly.
I thought it would be an angel in white, but instead, it was a man with messy black hair covering his face, clad in suffocating black clothes that reached his neck. An angel of darkness?
‘No, wait. Did he just call me what I think he called me?’
“Evelyne Reginis, you mean?”
The man interrupted himself and called me. Evelyne? Did he just call me Evelyne? No, Evelyne? What’s with that name?
It was a surreal moment.
“…Who are you?”
“My name is Alexander. Alexander Caelerus. The one who rescued you.”
Wait a minute. Alexander?
Did he just say Alexander? My Rahan? Our Rahan? Darn it. What’s going on? The deity I’ve never responded to before just responded to me.
“Reginis Evelyne!”
As I staggered, Alexander caught my falling shoulders. For a moment, his hair swayed, revealing his beauty.
Damn… I never thought I’d see this beauty in person.
Ugh,
***
When I opened my eyes again, I was still in the novel. Next to my favorite. This is what you call a dream come true.
Alexander’s voice was as deep and rich as I imagined, reminiscent of a hazelnut latte. His distinctive voice complemented Rahan’s sexiness.
No wonder.
His voice was also my taste.
“Evelyne, are you okay?”
“Yes, I’m fine.”
‘Actually, I’m not okay.’
‘I’m having a one-on-one fan meeting right now. How can I be in my right mind?’
The shock of being in a novel was nothing compared to facing my favorite character.
“…Since you’re okay, can I talk to you, Reginis Evelyne? Evelyne was found in an abandoned ruin.”
“Oh, I see.”
“Do you remember?”
I shook my head. I didn’t know anything. Even though I’ve read it several times, I don’t remember anything. Maybe Evelyne was just an extra.
But usually, when you possess someone, you become a villain, or the protagonist, or the protagonist’s sibling. Something like that, right?
At least, you should use a name that appears in the novel.
This level of extra is the top of the top, isn’t it?
Then did I hit the jackpot? Most possession buffs are like that, right? A diamond spoon, protagonists who love you. Falling under the spell that turns an extra into a protagonist.
Wait a minute?
‘Am I going to fall in love with my Rahan? Oh no, what should I do?’
If that happens, I wouldn’t regret throwing away the career that I’ve built up over the past 12 years.
Wow, then am I going to marry Rahan, have children, and live happily ever after?
As I was spreading my wings of imagination, Rahan cleared his throat.
“You have been in a vegetative state for the past 5 years. Prominent doctors all gave up, but now she’s awake. Do you have any idea about this?”
There was no character with such a history. I’ve rewatched this novel so many times because of Rahan.
“No.”
“I think you won’t know what happened.”
Rahan said straightforwardly.
Is this real? A vegetative state for 5 years? Then what’s the real condition of Evelyne right now?
Please update this again