After My Dead Ending

“Oh my god.”

I suddenly opened my eyes. When I could feel again, I felt a tingling headache.

Soon, my mind started running wild. I stumbled due to the throbbing sensation in my head. Everything was jumbled up, and I was about to make a mess.

I wobbled like an earthworm, rolling over the musty and bloody stone floor.

It’s crazy. It’s crazy. It’s crazy. I don’t remember this?

“Ugh…!”

Then, at some point, I stopped breathing. My body stiffened like it had been pierced by a skewer. My eyes were wide open. My heart pounded like crazy. A tear fell on the stone floor of the temple.

‘Oh My God-.’

Soon my whole body started shaking. There was no way to know whether it was due to anger or fear.

I was like that for quite a while, with my eyes closed tight and holding my breath. In the meantime, I almost screamed uncontrollably.

‘It was more like a nightmare that day.’

After a short period, I opened my eyes carefully. My eyelids trembled. The accumulated tears flowed down my new cheeks without me even realizing it.

Fortunately, the horrible Nyx minions were nowhere to be seen. I was alone. There would be followers everywhere, but I couldn’t see anyone.

‘What should I do? What should I do?’

I opened my eyes, hoping that I could think clearly, but my head was still in trouble. I couldn’t think logically at all.

But I wasn’t a 15-year-old girl who sat down,cried and just watched like that day. Since then, my body had gone through a lot of hardship and battles in order to survive after that day.

But, nevertheless, I simply couldn’t stay calm or think rationally.

‘It’s a novel.’

I can’t believe all my misfortunes were for Ophelia, the heroine of the novel. The death of my family, the death of so many people. Even my 10 years of hard work?

I started a family, and that’s all for your happy ending? The whole thing is just a novel?

I’ve been wondering how bad one’s luck can be for a long time. I wasn’t always lucky. Starting with small things and sometimes important things.

My luck looked worse with Ophelia, who was always lucky, next to me. Everyone loved the bubbly Ophelia, who was closer to a human talisman than I was to McFoy’s young lady.

Nevertheless, it was fine. I loved Ophelia like that, and I really thought of her as my family and sister. Perhaps Ifelt more sisterly affection for Ophelia than my own sister, Sif.

But I didn’t realize that everything was because you were the main character and I was a supporting role to make you stand out. I didn’t know all my misfortune was just a plot device for your heartbreaking past.

I was angry. It was terrible. It was unfair. It was sad.

I felt so sorry for myself that I was overwhelmed. I couldn’t breathe properly. I had to suppress the scream as my feelings flooded my veins. I hit my forehead on the stone floor a few times and managed to hold back the scream.

But I can’t afford to feel this way. There is no time to doubt this strange memory and to ponder peacefully over whether it is authentic or not.

According to the novel in my memory, it’s not time for me to panic. According to <Ophelia and the Nigh> ,I, Aisa McFoy, will die soon.

If I stay like this, this rotten me will die in prison.

Going back to my memories… I think it starts with the fingers. I tried to move my hands tied to the ball. Fortunately, all ten of my fingers were safe. That means it hasn’t started yet.

In the future, Aisa McFoy will have parts of her body amputated one after another, starting with her fingers. One by one, until Ophelia gets here.

And when she finally gets here, Aisa McFoy will be decapitated right before Ophelia’s eyes.

You’re going to die. You’re going to die.

With my death, with the death of Aisa McFoy, Ophelia will awaken in spirit, ability, and everything.

First, Ophelia recovers her strength that she lost that day.

Ten years ago, Aisa McFoy died once. It was a few seconds, but I was completely out of breath anyway. The only thing that survived the tragedy was the “Archie” in Ophelia’s arms.

On that day, Nyx betrayed the gods of this world and sacrificed all the inhabitants of the McFoy territory to awaken the evil power and possess it. In that dire situation, Ophelia managed to seal Nyx, who was still incomplete.

And Ophelia saved Aisa McFoy by exchanging her scarce power for the life of Aisa McFoy. Ophelia, who sealed Nyx incompletely, lost all her powers and left McFoy alone.

Shortly after leaving McFoy, the story of <Ophelia and the Night> begins in earnest as the male protagonist discovers her lying on the street.

It was a twist revealed about three novels in and a device that made Ophelia a perfect heroine.

In any case, when Aisa McFoy’s head is cut off, Ophelia’s powers, which kept Aisa McFoy alive, return to its original owner.

Ophelia regains all her powers and eventually returns to being closest to God. In the end, like the main character of any fantasy novel, Ophelia, alongside the male protagonist, gets rid of Nyx, and will have a happy ending with him.

So the death of Aisa McFoy is a very important episode in <Ophelia and Night>.

The episode has already begun. Nyx, that pervert might come in and cut off one of my fingers right away.

Of course, I didn’t know about Ophelia’s awakening or anything, nor the happy ending of defeating the villain and reaching peace. I didn’t want to give up my life, let alone a finger. Even if my death could prevent the destruction of the world, I did not want to die.

It didn’t matter to me what the end of this world was.

Therefore, I didn’t even have the heart to sacrifice.

‘I’d rather live for one more second and die together. How have I been living? Why do I have to die here?’

Perhaps I am more obsessed with life than anyone else.

It would be nice if I had finally gone crazy, but it didn’t change the fact that I had to get out of here quickly, even if it wasn’t from this weird old memory.

The ‘Nyx’ would definitely try to kill me if he was the motherfucker who exterminated McFoy 10 years ago.

It’s not surprising.

Whether this is in the novel or not, I was certain to die at the hands of Nyx. So I had to pull myself together.

‘I have to get out. I have to get out.’

In the meantime, I realized something new and suddenly felt self-hatred.

‘No, wait a minute, that damn girl really saved Archie and I? I’m alive because of her holy power?’

Of course I’m not sure yet. It is not yet certain that this world really is in the novel.

But it was also a fact that I knew secretly. Because I knew that Ophelia’s holy power was almost universal. And I vaguely remember that her thread had pierced my belly with a black hand just before she fainted.

But when I woke up to Archie’s cry, my body was fine. That can’t be true.

After a moment of thought, I tried to ignore any thought of it. I eagerly denied the idea and chose to grow resentment and hatred toward Ophelia.

It sounds like an excuse, but that’s the only way I could live then. To survive, only venom remained to rebuild the family. To forget the guilt of surviving alone, I had to blame someone for “that day.”

It was a process of fierce mental victory. And my obsession with life grew even stronger.

I was able to live with the determination to raise the family and find Nyx and Ophelia and get revenge.

So it was Ophelia who saved me that day? It’s Ophelia who is responsible for this life?

My mind was piled up in indescribably complex thoughts. Resentment and hatred faded. I began to hate myself endlessly as my anger also waned.

I chewed my lips to the point where they bled to get my act together.

‘Whoa… calm down. Calm down, Aisa. Calm down. This is not the time to be carefreely wallowing in self-hatred. Whether Ophelia saved me or whether this is in the novel, it doesn’t matter now.

‘The problem is that it’s obvious that Nyx will try to kill me. We have to get out alive for now. Archie is only 11.’

She repeated the magic spell, “Archie is 11 years old.” Then I got a little motivated.

Ten years. Running around like a dog, I managed to raise a family and achieve success. My life, which had completely sunk, as long as I set Archie up as my successor and handed him the territory over stably, was also a successful reversal to some extent.

Success is really far away. But Archie was still too young to become the head of state.

Of course, in <Ophelia and the Night>, after Aisa McFoy’s death, Ophelia helps Archie as her guardian, but I didn’t want to leave it that way. Why would I die leaving my pretty nephew behind?

Although he started becoming quite rebellious at the age of 10, he was a cutie that it didn’t matter what he did. Why would I hand over my cute nephew to Ophelia? I couldn’t do that.

Above all, if this memory of <Ophelia and the Night> is really just a delusion from me being crazy, there was no one else left who could be family to Archie.

There was no one left to trust in the McFoy territory. Those who accidentally survived ten years ago were all short-sighted, and greedily wanted to bring Archie and I down.

The hardest thing in the last decade was to stop them.

I couldn’t expect anything from my fiance, Philip Morpuck, who was constantly just maintaining a nominal engagement relationship. It was all a facade, he was just aiming for the McFoy property.

You’d think he wouldn’t get caught, but I already knew that Philip Morfolk had a lover who could be considered a common-love relationship. Even now, I can see that his child is riding because they want to get rid of me, but it was obvious what would happen if I died.

Thinking about those things that were of no use for the rest of my life made me angry from the bottom of my heart.

‘So think about it. Think about it, Aisa. You have to get out alive.’