'Ah...'
His body was terribly heavy.
Julian couldn't even take a step off, so he kept slumping.
He doesn't know where it is, but somehow it's familiar in the dark.
He felt drowsy.
Julian opened his eyes to wake up, but it was no use.
His body was sucked deeper and deeper into the swampy darkness.
'I have to get out of here.'
At first, he resisted.
But the terrible weight of his body and the mad drowsiness took away his will.
Should I leave?
For what?
His body was surprisingly comfortable lying in the swamp.
Ever since he awakened the curse, he had never felt so comfortable for a day.
Even when he wasn't running away, his body was always in pain, and his mind was suffering.
Sometimes the day seemed like it was going to turn around, and other times, it slipped out of the clutches of the beast in the blink of an eye.
He thought as he drowned in the swamp without resistance.
What was the point?
Have you ever felt joy?
The swamp was engulfing him more and more.
Ah, it was like lying in a cradle.
Knotches, cuffs, arms, toes, ankles, feet...
The strength of the body was drained.
Suddenly, he felt a gentle breeze blowing from somewhere.
His eyes were closed, but Julian somehow felt that he was lying in the warm sun, taking a sweet nap.
The world was full of pink petals, the wind was cool, and everything was beautiful.
Julian felt a gentle touch caressing his hair
He was sleeping on someone's knee.
Oh, I had it too.
Delight. Happiness. Fullness. Things like that.
Julian managed to raise his heavy hand and took Bridget's hand.
Warmth.
She who kept him alive.
One day in the past was being recreated.
No, is this the present?
Julian pressed Bridget's hand to his cheek.
Regret and longing for the past.
Anxiety and longing for the future.
The things that held him back were gone, and only peace remained.
Yes, this is the present.
This is the real thing.
Bridget is by his side now. That's it.
"Julian, do you sleep?"
"Look at this. I made a garland."
"Always be by my side."
"I love you."
Sweet words and a dazzling smile. Beautiful days.
I'll be here.
I want to stay here forever.
Julian ignored the distant sobs in one ear.
'Come back. Julian. Please....'
It was a very small voice.
Too far away.
Julian shook his head.
He doesn't have the strength to go that far.
He didn't even have the strength to open his eyes and look at the sobbing person.
He just fell deeper and deeper into this serenity.
"Julian, look at that sunset, isn't it beautiful?"
"Oh, that's good.'
"'I missed you."
A voice of deja vu flowed repeatedly in his consciousness.
Have I ever experienced this?
Have you ever seen that smile?
This scene is familiar.
He felt a little disconnected, but he didn't think it mattered.
Because he's happy now
Bridget is in the present. That must be Bridget, who is by his side right now..
With Bridget, forever like this...
However, the occasional sobs weighed heavily on Julian's heart.
Wake up. You can't leave me like this, Julian. Please...
Who calls me so eagerly?
It's annoying.
When he opened my eyes, he felt as if this peace would be shattered.
If only he could stop it forever.
"Julian! Come here."
Bridget beckoned.
Yes, I'll be here. With you forever.
Then again, someone whispered in the distance.
'I have a baby.'
Sound?
One minute. This is also Bridget's voice.
Julian struggled to open his eyes and looked at Bridget, smiling beside him.
There was Bridget with a sad face.
He's sure this is reality.
'It's you and my baby.'
He had never heard of such a thing.
It was the first time he had heard it.
Had Bridget ever said something like that?
The moment Julian realized this, he realized that what he was holding on to was the past.
Bridgey, who thought it was the present, kept saying the same thing like a parrot.
Julian, do you sleep?
'Look at this, I... the garland'
Words he's heard someday. Deja vu.
'I was hiding the truth from you. I wonder if you'll get angry or blame yourself if you find out about the baby's existence...'
These are the first words he's heard.
A strange story.
'Millea recognized him right away, Julian, I'm scared. Please be with me, I think I will have courage if I need you.'
Julian had a hard time understanding what a dream was and what reality was.
However, when he realized that he was dreaming, his consciousness became clearer.
Ah, Bridget, who is by my side now, is in the past. This is a dream.
He realized that he had been trapped in a happy time and was looking into his past memories repeatedly.
Where I am, I am death... Is it?
But why do I hear another Bridget's voice from nowhere?
Julian listened for voices from far away.
The sound that had been ignored was definitely Brigitte's.
'Come back now, Julian. You bastard!'
Angry voice.
Wasn't I dead?
Suddenly, Bridget's voice came closer, as if his ears had been pierced.
"Take responsibility! You irresponsible bastard! Why are you still doing this?"
'Calm down, Bridget.'
'Milea, wasn't it the herb that the prophet Nostram had given to Julian? I thought he would wake up if he ate it, but why still...'
'I'm sorry.'
'Don't feel sorry, Millea. Ugh! What are you sorry for?'
Bridget was sobbing.
Julian felt his serenity shattered.
'You're such a bad guy! Do you know how many people you owe your heart to? Come back. Come back and pay it all back.'
Bridget can't curse me.
She can't blame me.
Did I do something insulting? When?
It was shocking to see Bridget get angry and curse at him.
He must have done something wrong.
His heart was pounding.
Don't be angry, Bridget.
She didn't get angry when he spat out sharp words and hurt her on purpose.
"If you die like this, you will die by my hands, Julian."
Bridget... You can't scare me.
What happened?
The anxiety instantly pulled Julian's consciousness into reality.
***
At first, I was worried about Julián.
I cried every day and prayed that he would wake up.
Then, when I saw Julian not waking up, even though his wounds were almost healed, I became increasingly angry.
"It can happen, Julian. You can come back."
It seemed that he was not coming back on purpose.
His expression was light as he slept peacefully.
"What's so comfortable? Why are you comfortable by yourself?"
It was a day when I couldn't eat anything due to morning sickness.
I was angry.
I don't know if it's because my body is tired or what, but the worry and anxiety that had been overflowing from the top of my head crept over.
What overflowed flowed into anger
"You won't even hold your baby? Are you going to just leave me like this?"
Puck.
I hit his chest.
Puck! Puck!
I beat him painfully.
Milea, who was worse than I, stopped me, but I beat Julian with a bad blow.
"Wake up, Julian! You have no curses, no pain. Don't be harsh and open your eyes! Open your eyes and look at what is left of you!"
Puck! Puck!
"Now you and I can be happy. Now it's like that! Come back!"
Millea had never seen me so angry.
I was a person who could use evil and get angry like this.
"Bridget, calm down. The baby will be surprised."
But I cried and hit Julian a few more times.
But at that moment.
"Ugh!"
"...?"
I paused.
Milea, who had been holding me to dry, also turned to Julian in surprise.
"Just now... Didn't I hear it wrong, did I, Millea?"
"I heard it too."
I stared into Julian's face.
Then one more time.
Puck!
"Ugh... Bridget... It hurts."
"...!"
Julian's eyelashes fluttered, and his brows furrowed.
I covered my open mouth with both hands.
At last.
His tightly closed eyelids lifted, revealing that the curse had vanished, revealing his black eyes, which had regained their original color.
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