Tales of the Spirit Lancer – Extra Story 3
Drrrrrrr.
He entered the tomb, breaking through all the seals in an instant, heading towards the center where she was, like a shooting star.
Thud!
A pitch-black, decaying coffin.
Several chains binding it suspended the coffin in the air.
However, her resentment, mixed with bloody tears, bloomed from within the coffin, spreading out sluggishly.
For countless eons, her accumulated resentment must have changed everything around it.
Drrrrrrr. Tang!
The chains snapped one by one.
Thud! Drrrrk Kwaang!
Cheonbeom’s grip, having broken the seals and chains, sent the wooden coffin made of divine tree flying, and it crashed onto the floor.
Kwazzzzzik, Zzzzzzuk Kwang!!
Even the seals contained within the coffin were destroyed, and as the coffin lid opened, she was finally visible.
The figure of a woman asleep, wearing a pure white shroud.
Her skin was as white as death, and her lips were blue, but she was definitely his wife.
The appearance of Yoho.
The cold and dense air, as if covered in frost, entered his nostrils and weighed him down heavily.
But unlike that, his eyes were burning hot, as if a fever had risen.
Cheonbeom slowly reached out and caressed her cold cheek.
He lifted her stiff hand, brought it to his cheek, and buried his face in her embrace.
“I… have come, my wife.”
I have come.
Why don’t you open your eyes?
Why is your body so cold like ice?
“Why… why don’t you wake up? Have you forgotten me!!”
But there is no answer.
“If it is a thread you have not let go of.”
I will not let go either.
The golden light manifested.
* * *
Hurried footsteps rushed in.
The brush of the woman, who had been writing all night relying on a single lamp, stopped.
Bang!
“Sister! Is the rumor that you are giving up ascension really true!?”
“It is not good for a woman to act so immodestly.”
“Is that what’s important now? I heard you gave up ascension! Aren’t you going to follow the path our brother took!?”
Click.
The woman, sighing and placing her brush on the inkstone, looked at her with a composed posture. She was a cute woman like a flower bud with a petite height.
Her sparkling eyes and delicately arranged beauty would make anyone turn around to look at her.
But if one were to be deceived by this appearance and make a mistake, they would not be able to handle the hidden wrath of Jiseon [a name implying hidden power or wrath].
She was Somang.
A woman who was Yoho’s younger sister, having built a long friendship with her, and also Cheonbeom, the founder of the Baek San Sect’s [White Mountain Sect] adopted sister.
“Somang, I heard you went to the Western Regions for the tribulation [a trial or ordeal], have you already returned?”
“Don’t change the subject! Why are you giving up ascension? Aren’t you going to follow the path our brother took!?”
Then Yoho closed her eyes as if trying to suppress her emotions.
“It’s not that I’m not going. To be precise, it’s that I can’t.”
“But…!”
“Somang, I know my limits well. Unlike my husband, who had great aspirations, my aptitude is limited to this.”
“You even reached the Eternal Realm. You, who reached the end of the Lower Realm, are saying you have limits, then what about those below…….”
“I was lucky. Originally, my aptitude ended in the Immemorial Realm. I only reached a level beyond my capacity thanks to my husband’s help.”
“But….”
It was heartbreaking that she was giving up like this and only waiting for death.
Somang tried to say more, but Yoho slowly shook her head.
“I’ve already made my decision. My lifespan is gradually binding me. My husband even foresaw that and gave me things that could extend my life, but….”
Even that is showing its limits.
“But I won’t be a pathetic sight waiting for the day I die without doing anything, so don’t look at me with those eyes.”
“What are you going to do?”
“I will be sealed.”
“Yes? Why on earth would you be sealed….”
Somang guessed the reason.
The success rate of ascension is extremely low.
Not to mention breaking down one’s own walls, why wouldn’t it be so?
Ascension is about breaking oneself, resisting the heavenly tribulation, and rising.
It is more difficult than anything else.
‘Our brother did it easily, but….’
“I know my limits best. And I am confident that I also know my husband’s limits, having seen them by his side. One of the best things I’ve ever done is that.”
“Are you going to wait for him?”
“It will take a long time. But my husband will do it. He is that kind of person.”
Even in that vast sky of the Upper Realm.
He will shine.
I have no doubt.
Because my man is that kind of person.
“It might take a very long time.”
“I have to endure it.”
“Even if you seal yourself, after countless eons, neither your reason nor your soul itself will be able to withstand it.”
“I have to endure that too.”
“That’s absurd! You’re saying you’ll wait indefinitely for such a long time?”
It was an absurd thing to do.
Why would she do such a foolish thing?
“Rather, entering the cycle of reincarnation and going through a few more lives….”
“There is also that method. I could entrust it to the next life, a life that may or may not exist. But if I do that, I will forget everything I love.”
I don’t like that.
“…He might not come. You might not even be able to reincarnate.”
A soul that has existed for a long time weakens and eventually disappears.
There is no eternity.
Even if you seal yourself and stop your lifespan, there is a clear limit.
“He will come. He will come. He will become a shining dawn and take in his lacking wife.”
Because he is a person with a lot of affection.
Yoho muttered and got up from her seat.
“How can you be so sure….”
“It’s just my stubbornness.”
No, is it lingering attachment?
“As death approached… even though I should have accepted it calmly, I couldn’t.”
“That’s natural for everyone….”
Somang couldn’t bring herself to finish her sentence.
Because her eyes looking at the sky were so pitiful.
“I miss him.”
It is an indefinite wait, and it can be said to be a foolish choice full of delusion, but.
Once before I die.
One more time….
“I want to see him.”
* * *
Thud!
Clatter.
Her hand, which seemed like it would never move, strangled his neck.
Red light flowed from her opened eyes. Her hand strangling his neck was cold and rough.
“Have you been well, all this time?”
The combination of joy blooming on her lips and the flowing bloody tears was bizarre.
“Wife….”
“Were you at peace without me?”
I never was.
‘I should say that.’
His mouth wouldn’t open.
Was there ever a moment when he didn’t forget her? When he asked himself the question, the answer that came back was guilt.
“I have never forgotten you. Yes! I have never forgotten you for a single moment! I endured and endured for countless eons in that rotting coffin!!”
In the pain of her mind being worn away and her soul disappearing.
The longing for Cheonbeom, which had been waiting, had changed into hatred and resentment.
“I know.”
“No, you don’t know!! How could you know the feeling of being trapped for a time when you can’t even die, and your very existence slowly withering away!!”
Thud, Thud.
“What did I do so wrong?”
Black bloody tears fell on Cheonbeom’s cheek.
The strength of her hand strangling his neck increased, but she looked even sadder.
“What part of me did you not like so much? Why did you leave me all alone? Why did you do that!!”
“…….”
“I hate you. I resent you!! I resent the past me who loved you!!”
Bloody tears pouring onto his chest.
Even though it was weightless, it weighed down on his heart more heavily than countless eons.
“If I had known this would happen, I would not have waited for you!”
Each word of resentment stabbed him like a dagger.
But even so, what he felt was only regret and guilt.
“I gave you everything, but why didn’t you look at me? Why didn’t you find me!!”
“…….”
“I am already dead. It was a time beyond my capacity. Soon, even my soul will disappear.”
You should have just not found me.
You should have just left me to disappear while resenting you in peace.
“Die. With me.”
Crackle. Kwachachang!!
He falls into the abyss along with the broken ground.
The vines that stretched out from her body bound Beom’s body.
“In the next life, I hope I don’t meet you.”
Choosing the sharpest words.
Cutting off his heart.
‘That’s enough.’
Extinction with no place to return.
But that was enough.
‘Because I saw you, in the end.’
But then.
A word leaked from Cheonbeom’s mouth.
“I missed you.”
With that one word.
Her face with a faint smile, was sadly distorted.
“I assumed you were dead. I shouldn’t have done that. I shouldn’t have done that. I thought the cruelty of the sky would have devoured you too.”
“What’s the use of all that now!”
Whack.
Cheonbeom hugged her.
“Do you remember? The time when you were not my woman. We often hugged like this.”
“….”
“Then even the feelings that weren’t there arose, and we formed a marital bond.”
“…….”
“You can resent me. You can hate me.”
Once again.
“I will hold you in my arms and bring back my wife’s heart.”
Swoosh.
“And there is one thing my wife doesn’t know.”
Whooooooooong!!
“During the years of eagerly waiting, I was not just existing either.”
Cheonbeom’s figure also turns into powder.
“Why, why are you doing this!!”
He shouted in surprise, leaving behind a meaningless smile.
“I can’t commit rudeness in serving my wife, can I?”
The golden wave covers everything.
Crackle!
The sky splits.
As if the world was being created, a wave arises as if the very existence was being shattered.
The golden sky.
From there, something huge appears and reaches out its hand. An existence that emits a warm, golden glow.
As she was caught by it, she felt as if her past heart and soul were being washed away and purified. She felt the transcendence of her soul.
At the same time, she realized.
That what was holding her was the sky.
That itself.
And that the man she had been waiting for so much.