Call Me Devil, Princess 2

EP 3. Bamboo Island [Revised]

I carefully opened my eyes. The demon had bitten not my arm, but Taehyung's. Blood poured out like a waterfall. The sight astonished me and brought tears to my eyes.

김 태 형

Don't touch him, Fillet.

필 레

Kim Taehyung...! What are you doing right now..!!

김 태 형

I'm just protecting the nobles. They're noble, so if you mess with them, they'll be useless.

제 로 피 스

This is...a very interesting situation..?

From what Taehyung said, this woman was a fillet. A demon. To my eyes, she looked like a human-eating demon. Taehyung's crimson blood stained my white dress.

The man standing next to him seemed extremely interested in the current situation. Yoongi-ohra-buni's expression remained indifferent, as if he wasn't particularly surprised.

김 태 형

My blood won't taste good.

김 태 형

How does the fillet taste?

필 레

Ha... Things have changed since I came to the human world.

제 로 피 스

Your arms,

김 태 형

It doesn't really hurt.

He wiped the blood from his arm and put the blood on his finger into his mouth.

김 태 형

Hmm... It doesn't taste good.

I sat down, unable to come to my senses, seeing as how unfazed he seemed. The demons' party was still going strong.

I felt tears streaming down my face. The flesh around my wrist was gone, a horrifying sight. I was worried about how much it would hurt.

민 윤 기

Hey, how does the fillet tama taste?

필 레

John X, this is tasteless.

I made an impression as I ate the blood that had been spilled. I couldn't believe how cruel the demons could be.

정 은 비

Ugh...what should I do...

정 은 비

N..you p..arm..

I stuttered in confusion. Kim Taehyung's arm, which I had grabbed, was clearly torn.

The blood-soaked past flashed through my mind again. The image of you dying on the execution platform was as vivid as it was then.

Perhaps it was the red blood that adorned my painful past that drove me into a state of fear, and I felt like my mind was going out of whack and I was going somewhere.

I don't remember much after that.

It was a shabby warehouse. I stepped into the warehouse, which was so rusty that I couldn't believe there was such a place in the palace.

All the happy moments from a while ago had disappeared, and I was depicted as being caught up in the past.

I don't know how I know this place, but far from being threatened by anyone, I'm threatening myself. Dangerous substances, threatening to pierce through flesh, were strewn across the floor.

I was so out of it that I picked up the pieces. The moment I fell asleep, blood began to trickle down from my hands, dripping onto the floor.

Was I alone, or was I truly insane? I felt no pain. I regret that I was the center of all the incidents, and that those around me were dying because of me.

"If I weren't alive, everyone would be happy."

It was sudden. Kim Taehyung, he could have stayed unharmed, and Crown Prince Jung Hoseok could have ascended to the throne of the Gold Empire, and that demon Park Jimin wouldn't have had to fight me. His wings and horns wouldn't have been ripped off.

It was because of me. Even without me, my father was happy. That every happiness I felt was created by someone else's sorrow and tragedy.

정 은 비

........

The shard of glass he held tightly in his hand gradually moved toward his throat. A demonic being who brought misfortune to everyone, a being ignored by God.

It was 'me', not anyone else.

Swish-

A red line was drawn around her neck. Before she knew it, her white dress was covered in blood-red flowers, blooming profusely.

The anklet, the only memory hanging from my ankle, was torn by a shard of glass and fell limply to the floor.

My actions were flowing differently than I'd hoped, but I couldn't stop. The blood flowing made it difficult to keep my balance.

In the blurry sky ahead, red azaleas were fluttering and falling towards me.