I'm the Only One With a Different Genre - Chapter 220

Chapter 220

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“You’re too much!”

“I’ll save you.”

The voice that made her realize love and decide on death echoed endlessly in her ears.

Was it because she had already died?

She could now easily express the feelings she had always suppressed.

‘I wanted to do more… I wanted to experience so much with you. I wanted to see, talk, and learn everything you hated and loved.’

Maybe it was affection born out of a desire to escape a horrifying situation. Perhaps it wasn’t even the kind of love one shares with a lover.

‘I wanted to confirm it.’

Was it truly love? Or was it just a misunderstanding?

She wanted to find the answer to those questions, the ones people ask when they first realize they are in love, together with him.

…She didn’t want to die.

“Ugh…”

Overwhelmed by emotion, she collapsed on the spot. Though she no longer had a body, and couldn’t properly feel anything, a nauseating sensation boiled up from her chest, suffocating her.

As she dry-heaved, thinking she might vomit, she noticed something falling to the ground.

“Ah…”

When she touched her cheek, she felt something wet. It was a sensation and warmth that hadn’t been there just moments ago, as if she had just broken out of a shell.

Her tears were lukewarm, and her body was cold.

Without a word, she wrapped her arms around her knees and buried her head. More than questioning the sudden warmth and sensation, she felt relieved that she could finally let her forcibly ‘stabilized’ emotions flow freely.

The despair and sorrow she had suppressed poured out.

Unlike in reality, no matter how much she cried, her eyes didn’t swell, and she didn’t run out of breath. Because of that, her tears flowed endlessly.

After crying for what seemed like an eternity, she realized that something was forcibly stabilizing her emotions. At the same time, she understood that this place was where she would let go of her last lingering attachments before death.

In this unknown space, where there was no today or tomorrow, she had raged and grieved, only to eventually accept everything. The realization left her feeling empty, and the sticky despair once again choked her.

Time here, where not even a sliver of hope existed, felt like purgatory to her. Yet, she continued to yearn for life, for love, and for Lian.

“Haa…ah?”

As she mindlessly let time pass, it suddenly felt as if cold water had been poured over her, snapping her out of her daze.

“Why… am I… warm?”

It wasn’t as warm as her original body temperature, but there was definitely more warmth than before. Without realizing it, she grabbed her neck and held her breath.

Maybe, just maybe…

The hope that she might feel even the faintest pulse was soon shattered. There was no pulse, and she couldn’t even sense the magic she used to breathe.

Just as hope was about to turn into despair again—

“…!”

Her shoulders trembled as if she’d been electrocuted, and she gasped for breath.

“Lian…?”

Her dulled senses slowly expanded, and suddenly, she could feel him. His soul was so close, so vivid, it was undeniable.

Elensia immediately stood up and moved towards the place where she felt Lian.

‘Over there.’

Beyond the white wall, where her memories hung like exhibits, she could feel Lian’s soul clearly. With a determined expression, she took a deep breath.

‘If I leave this place… I might wander until my soul wears away and disappears.’

Straying from the path of a predetermined death was akin to giving up a peaceful end.

Her fists clenched, her nails digging into her palms.

‘Even so… I will go to him.’

A fierce love burned deeply in her eyes.

Boom!

With no hesitation, her clenched fist struck the wall. A powerful reverberation spread out.

Boom, boom! Boom, crash!

Once wasn’t enough, so she struck again, and again, until the wall began to crack.

Crack, creak!

Like an old building crumbling under pressure, the wall couldn’t withstand the force any longer.

Rumble!

A part of the wall collapsed. Beyond the fallen wall was a pitch-black space where the floor, ceiling, and walls were indistinguishable.

Elensia immediately leapt over the collapsed wall and threw herself into the dark space.

Thud.

Fortunately, the floor of the black space was at the same height as the white room.

‘Is this… the place?’

It was as if she were trapped in darkness without a single ray of light, and yet, her own body was clearly visible, as if under the bright sun. She was momentarily bewildered by the strangeness, but quickly snapped out of it when she felt Lian’s soul moving farther away.

“Lian!”

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At that very moment, while Elensia was desperately searching for Lian, he was wandering through an endless space, repeatedly wiping his face.

‘How am I supposed to face them now? Ugh…’

When Lian’s body ascended to the true ‘godhood,’ the part of him that was his essence, his ‘soul,’ was ejected and thrown into this pitch-black space where he couldn’t see an inch ahead.

Unaware of what had happened, Lian had lost consciousness after his wrist was grabbed by his own lifeless body. When he woke up, he found himself in this strange, eerie place, utterly confused.

As soon as the question “Where am I?” crossed his mind, memories began flooding his head.

Memories of his childhood, when he fell in love for the first time under Noah’s care.

Memories of his school days, when he grew dreams of ‘family’ while relying on Jess.

Memories of his university days, when he became lovers with Iris and dreamed of a future together, spending sweet moments with her.

As these non-existent memories imprinted themselves in his mind like a sweet dream, his face flushed as if it were about to explode.

It took him a long time to calm down, and after he did, he began walking aimlessly through the darkness where up, down, forward, and backward were all indistinguishable.

At first, he hurried, worried about the others, but at some point, he fell into deep thought and walked as if he were on a leisurely stroll. His mind was that cluttered.

Unable to distinguish which memories were real, he carefully sorted through them as he walked. For some reason, he didn’t feel tired, and his feet didn’t hurt, so by the time he snapped out of his thoughts, it felt like a considerable amount of time had passed.

‘Maybe not even an hour has passed… haha.’

There was no sunrise or sunset, and the surrounding scenery never changed, so the passage of time was just Lian’s personal impression.

Walking through this endless path, a primal fear surged within him, but he quickly brushed it off. He knew that fear would be of no help in his current situation.

Besides, he had been through far worse experiences, so it wasn’t difficult for him to shake off the fear.

Lian resumed walking, lost in thought.

His memories, starting from his previous life, gradually led him to the day he woke up in the dark fantasy world.

‘Back then, I was really living without a care in the world.’

Looking back at his life, which could only be described as ‘somehow getting by,’ he realized anew just how powerful the gag authority was.

The memories that surfaced slowly played the role of a revolving lantern. They allowed him to reflect on his life, realize things he hadn’t noticed before, and repent for his mistakes.

Having lived in such a chaotic world, Lian’s sense of ‘guilt’ was rather loose. Because of that, his expression flickered with nostalgia, like an old man flipping through a photo album.

‘Iris was so cute when she was little. I thought she’d grow up to be beautiful, but… I never imagined she’d become that stunning.’

‘Ugh… Even thinking about it now, it was overwhelming. I never would have guessed that Noah was a girl. And her drinking habits…’

‘I thought Jess would just stay cute, even as she grew up. Well, she’s a beastkin, so… estrus… or pheromones… it’s not that strange.’

The further back his memories went, the more intense they became, and his relaxed expression turned into that of a child caught doing something naughty.

Blushing furiously, Lian darted his eyes around before shaking his head and trying to think of someone else.

He recalled the children and executives from Nest, the knights of the Duke’s family, and Iris’s mother, the Duchess.

As he remembered the people he had connections with, one by one, his emotions and thoughts became increasingly clear.

“Ah…”

Things that had been invisible were now coming into focus.

‘Oh my god…’

Lian stopped walking for a moment and covered his face with both hands.

‘No matter how you look at it… this is… ha…’

Embarrassment, shame, and guilt weighed down his steps, making it hard to move forward.

‘I kind of knew, and I expected it, but—’

Lian wiped his face repeatedly, and before he knew it, he was shouting.

“You’re too much!”

Noah, Jess, Iris— and even the Demon King, Elensia, who had shown him endless affection.

Lian finally realized that he was in love with not one, but four women at the same time.

End of Chapter