There Is No World For ■■

* * *…They were almost at the finish line.Enveloped in golden mana, Yeomyeong suddenly felt certain of this.Even though mana was still being drained from his body and his blood vessels were screaming from the relentless abuse, he knew.The reason was simple, he could feel some unusual movements in the minds of Seti and her sisters.It was struggling, trying its best to resist the magic of the seal.Come out.Yeomyeong manipulated the magic of the seal even more assertively, as if smashing a door with a hammer.It wasn’t a delicate method, but the result was clear to see.He could almost feel that something—the ban, or something bound by the ban— thrashing about desperately.Just a little more… just a bit more.Yeomyeong skillfully steered his mana to break into the minds of the sisters.The next moment, thud—a microvasculature of his burst, and blood trickled from his nose.Soon, blood trickled down from the noses of Seti and her sisters as well.It was like their bodies were screaming from the overwhelming mana.However, unlike the sisters who only had to endure the mana, Yeomyeong’s condition was far more severe, as he was the one channeling it.His hands trembled, the blood vessels in his eyes burst, and tears of blood flowed down his face.And as a drop of blood trickled down from his chin, Yeomyeong finally grabbed hold of ‘the thing’ lodged in the minds of the sisters.…Got it.Without any hesitation, he yanked it out— not metaphorically but literally.The seal shone as if it were on the verge of bursting, and black smoke rose from the sisters’ heads.The writhing black mana gathered together, as if it were alive.It was different from the twisted mana he had come across during his numerous entanglements with the Korean government.The mass of mana before him felt several times more disgusting and dozens of times more ominous.An ordinary person, or even a weak superhuman, would have vomited just from looking at it… but Yeomyeong stared at it without batting an eyelid.No matter how ominous something in this world might be, it was nothing when compared to the immense evil he sealed in his heart; like a candle before the sun.Let’s put an end to this now.He unclenched his right palm, formed a hand blade, and activated the Surging Wave Technique.As the sword aura enveloped his hand, Yeomyeong prepared to strike the mass.…! …! …!!!It began to scream. Without a mouth, it screamed with its mind.Anger, confusion, and… fear?Did it fear death? For a brief moment, Yeomyeong felt a twinge of confusion as he sensed its emotions.But, of course, he didn’t stop.!!A burst of light exploded from Yeomyeong’s descending hand.Sharp silence followed the light that passed by, and the severed leash fell to the ground. * * *Who was the one who said it? Read complete version only at novelꞁire.net

Good dreams were like clouds—they left nothing once they passed, but nightmares were like typhoons—they left long-lasting scars.Was it Unnie who said it? Or was it Dung Beetle?Someone definitely said it, but she couldn’t remember who.Either way… it didn’t matter who said it.Because they were wrong.Not all nightmares would be remembered and not all good dreams were forgotten.And the dream she just had was proof of that.The dream where she, a sheep, turned into a person, becoming Yeomyeong’s first.A dream that vivid, like a brand seared onto her soul, couldn’t possibly be a nightmare.And if it was a nightmare…If she was still a sheep in reality and not Yeomyeong’s first … then she’d rather not wake up.But simply remain in this nightmare forever.- Hey, come on! Unnie! Wake up already!Forever…- She probably won’t wake up unless a prince does it.- Sis, how can you joke at a time like this?!- Wanna bet?- Bet on what? Yeomyeong-oppa! Please come over!Fore—- See? It’s not working, right?-That’s strange… This shouldn’t be happening… Oh, I get it. It’s because there was no kiss.- You crazy bitch! How can you even say something like that?!- Oppa, how about just kiss for Unnie once—…Wait a minute.