Crack.
“Dad?”
Space returned, and time started moving again. I came to my senses, seeing Ddol-ddol clinging to me.
“…Haa.”
I let out a sigh, then set the kid I was holding down for a moment.
“I’m going to lose my mind.”
“…Huh?”
“Wipe your snot.”
“You wipe it.”
“Are you crazy?”
“Hiing…”
He wiped his own tears and snot. Watching that, I clicked my tongue inwardly. My head throbbed from the information I’d just gotten.
‘…The Blood Demon. The five senses.’
And the Heavenly Demon and Wi Seol-Ah.
‘This is insane.’
I was properly recalling the Blood Demon’s goal. What that bastard wanted was to reclaim his own five senses, his body, and his energy.
Cheolyoung’s attempted seal—to break it, resurrect himself completely, and on top of that, go further still. He’d said he had another goal beyond just that.
‘…As for the Blood Demon’s true aim.’
I’d heard it before.
‘Paradise.’
He’d said he dreamed of a paradise. I’d wondered what on earth that so-called paradise meant.
‘No matter how I look at it, it clearly doesn’t have a…