Chapter 98 - Chapter 95: Episode 93 - Min-ah's Mind
Min-ah had passed out on top of a magic circle performing some suspicious ritual.
And ever since she woke up, she couldn't move her body the way she wanted.
It was like her consciousness was wide awake, but someone else was controlling her body at will.
Being forced to share only her vision while something else puppeteered her body was absolutely horrifying.
All she could do was think. She couldn't move, but she could still feel everything through her five senses.
Even so, she couldn't forget the last thing she'd witnessed.
The images of Seon-ah being violated like crazy kept flashing through her mind.
The fact that she couldn't protect her own son was a torment that crushed her.
Her rage toward the demons who had taken Seon-ah hostage only grew.
She screamed inside for the entity that had stolen her body to give it back, and her fury kept building.
In the end, helpless, all she could do was watch whatever was controlling her body do as it pleased.
When it sat on the throne inside that flashy Western-style castle, it felt like a king.
These monsters called themselves demons, so she figured it might be the Demon King himself.
At first, she thought it was satisfying to watch this thing that had taken her body mercilessly kill the soldiers and the interrogator who had violated Seon-ah.
After it killed those maggots, when it immediately decapitated the demon called the First Elder—the one responsible for Seon-ah's violation at the coronation—she even felt a sense of satisfaction.
But what came after that was too much to bear.
She could never forget the terrible words that came out of her own mouth.
Along with telling Seon-ah they should have a child together, it placed a contract on him using this body—his mother's body.
Watching the moment it violated Seon-ah—the son she had birthed with such pain—while heaping insults, abuse, and degradation on him, she felt like she was suffocating from overwhelming rage.
The sensation of swallowing Seon-ah's hard cock into her hole was still vivid.
'Honey, I'm sorry... He's the child we birthed out of love... I violated him... I'm so sorry...'
And that wasn't all.
When Seon-ah screamed from the sensation of being crushed and violated with her full weight in a position straight out of one of Yu-rin's videos, she wanted to cover her ears.
The fact that the horrific act of a mother violating her son was being carried out through her own body.
Seon-ah's face twisted in agony, and her body's cunt chewing on his cock like it was a delicious meal.
Every time it drove her son's penis—twitching and pleading in pain inside her—all the way to her womb, it was agonizing.
And yet, she cursed the fact that her body was feeling it.
It hadn't been long since Hyeon-tae left, but her body had been aroused from the lack of sex.
To be precise, ever since Seon-ah disappeared into the Gate.
The sensation of her body—which hadn't had sex even once because Hyeon-tae's condition had been bad since then—greedily swallowing and savoring her son's cock was too vivid.
It was around then that she thought about it.
The fact she had hidden to prevent Seon-ah from being shocked.
The Demon King that had taken her body blurted that fact out too easily.
That Seon-ah's father, Hyeon-tae, had died.
When Seon-ah's cock grew even bigger upon hearing that, it lowered its waist harder, pressing the cock into the womb, tightening the inside of her cunt, and twisting its hips.
As expected, Seon-ah was shattered, wailing and struggling like a madman.
When the Demon King, startled by his plea to get off, climbed off him, Seon-ah was shaking, tears streaming from his eyes.
At that moment, along with a burning feeling inside her, she just wanted to die.
If her body could move for even a second, she would have bitten her tongue and killed herself.
At that time, she had screamed inside for it to give her body back.
But fortunately, the degradation didn't continue to the end.
Instead, it hugged Seon-ah while saying it was sorry and fell asleep.
Seeing Seon-ah wake up and act like he'd lost his memories, she remembered what the Succubus Lord had said quietly.
That his mind was so shattered that even a small shock could cause problems...
It wasn't a lie.
She could feel it even in how he kept calling for his mom and dad, as if he'd returned to Earth, while being violated by the interrogator and the soldiers.
The Demon King, who could read her memories, seemed to have guessed that, showing signs of admitting the mistake it had made.
After soothing Seon-ah, it tried not to do anything severe to him for a while.
Although they didn't have sex after that incident, seeing the Demon King that had taken her body hugging Seon-ah and sleeping in bed, very complex emotions crept into her heart.
She felt jealous of the Demon King that had taken her body and her place as a mother. She also thought that it was fulfilling the role she should have played as a mother—trying its best to protect Seon-ah and not violating him anymore.
Of course, that thought didn't last long.
One day, when she returned to the room, Seon-ah was collapsed on the bed.
After nursing him with care and hearing the full story of the incident, she wanted to confront the Demon King about why it was letting other demons roam around Seon-ah.
Since it was a Demon King that had obtained her memories, it should have known what kind of violation Seon-ah had suffered from the demons.
It was after that she noticed there was a feeling of love in the way the Demon King treated Seon-ah.
The Demon King didn't know what to do with her body while watching Seon-ah wail in pain.
It seemed to be worrying quite a bit, couldn't even focus properly on its work.
The fact that it couldn't even sign documents that had only a few simple sentences written on them—which she couldn't read—seemed to contain quite a lot of agony.
In the middle of its agony over documents, it had muttered the word "Seon-ah" too many times.
But still, she wanted to oppose Seon-ah dating this Demon King.
She even wanted to reverse the contract it had made with the Demon King, as if it never happened.
The idea of a mother and son having a child together was terrifying.
If others found out, they'd probably point fingers and call her a crazy bitch who, after the child's father died, took advantage of her son's body in his place.
Furthermore, the fact that the Demon King was using her body to bear Seon-ah's child to use as a vessel was, in a way, cruel to Seon-ah.
It was the same as saying it would steal the body of the daughter born from Seon-ah.
Did Seon-ah properly understand that?
She wondered if he had just decided without thinking properly because he wanted to save her, his mother.
Wouldn't he despair at the moment the Demon King, who was also his lover, stole the body of the child born between them?
Seon-ah was the child she had birthed with pain and raised for 20 years.
Seon-ah probably wouldn't be able to endure it.
And the most important thing was the Demon King's personality.
While it was true that the Demon King had treated her son well, she knew that this woman killed other demons like stepping on ants.
The sight of it cutting off the limbs of the interrogator and the soldiers and throwing them into the prison pit to make them survive—that was a cruel act, like tearing off an ant's legs and making them bite each other.
She might have felt it was thrilling when she thought about it, but if Seon-ah ever found out about such things, could he maintain good feelings toward the Demon King?
From a mother's perspective, a woman who was compatible with Seon-ah and could understand each other would be a better fit.
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There was a look of contemplation on Seon-ah's face.
She could understand his feelings from the expression he kept showing ever since the Demon King... no, since Sophia confessed.
It was clear he was contemplating the right timing to speak, to reject Sophia's confession.
She could tell by how restless he'd been since morning.
It was certain he would bring it up to reject her around evening.
She could feel somewhat relieved because there was a speculation that even if her confession was rejected, she wouldn't do anything severe to Seon-ah.
Sophia quickly processed the work that had piled up because it hadn't been done properly for three days.
It seemed that whatever had been worrying it had been somewhat resolved.
The muttering of Seon-ah's name had disappeared, and she could feel that it was putting proper strength into its hands while working.
The way it read through once and processed without hesitation seemed to show it had cleared its mind of distracting thoughts.
If it returned in the evening, Sophia would be rejected and suffer a great shock.
That was what she had thought.
But contrary to her expectations, Seon-ah accepted Sophia's confession.
What she felt then was a sense of betrayal toward Seon-ah, not Sophia.
Lee Seon-ah, her son she had birthed with such pain.
The fact that he had never properly told his parents—Hyeon-tae and her—about what happened with Yu-rin came to mind.
And now, he was saying words accepting the confession to Sophia while making a face like a lover.
But the biggest problem was.
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He even begged it to violate him violently.
It was extremely unpleasant that the child she had birthed was acting like a male prostitute.
After being trained with drug-fueled sex by Yu-rin, and after merciless gang-rapes by succubi and various demons.
It was sad that her son had ended up changing this much.
And yet, the fluid flowing from between her legs wouldn't stop.
It was clear that this was what Sophia was shedding.
She told herself it wasn't caused by her, the mother, being aroused.
It absolutely had to be that way.
Because if it wasn't, she felt like she would collapse from the sheer weight of her self-loathing.