Chapter 107
[Thank you.]
With Myeolmangi’s final words, my vision flashed white for a moment.
The radiant light gradually faded over time.
A warm breeze swept over the area, gently embracing everything—
Just like the caring hands of a mother tucking you in at night.
Or like the nostalgia of a long-lost, cherished memory.
The breeze, soft and comforting, fluttered as if to console me.
It gently stroked the back of my tense neck—
And finally, flower petals began to fall one by one onto my chilled palms.
As the soft petals brushed my fingertips, reality finally began to return.
The sound of wind in my ears snapped me back to my senses, and I looked around the transformed surroundings with a pure expression of awe.
“…This is…”
Thousands—no, probably tens of thousands—of pink petals were fluttering in the air, scattering like a storm of blossoms across the entire field.
Right now, before my very eyes, so vividly.
And for some reason I couldn’t explain, my mind felt clear and my body was filled with energy.
As if I had just awakened from a deep, peaceful sleep.
I forgot I was even in the middle of a battle. I just stood there, blankly gazing at the surreal sight before me.
The shower of petals looked like an upside-down flower garden in the sky.
Even Agatha’s group wore dazed expressions.
“Why… why can’t I move…?”
“S-something’s seriously wrong here.”
From the stiff expressions and ghost-pale faces,
It seemed they were horrified too—though likely for very different reasons.
“It’s beautiful.”
Seeing those pitiful people—so insignificant in the midst of this grand spectacle—
Suddenly, everything felt meaningless.
All the worries I had.
All the heavy anxieties that had once kept me awake.
Now, they felt trivial. Like someone else’s story.
The only thing filling my mind now was this—right here.
The translucent glow of delicate pink petals that looked like they’d shatter at a touch.
The towering trees buried beneath mounds of flowers.
If heaven existed, it would look like this.
As that thought crossed my mind, I slowly made my way to my companions—half-buried in the petals.
Their eyes were shut tightly. From a distance, they looked like the dead.
“Yeah, maybe…”
They really were about to die.
Even Yeriel’s healing hadn’t worked.
Then… what was Myeolmangi trying to show me with this scene?
Did it simply want to show me something beautiful?
“…No.”
I shook my head and turned to Agatha’s group, still unable to move an inch.
Agatha, completely frozen in place. A rain of flowers filling the sky.
It seemed Myeolmangi had pushed its power to its limits to bind them.
Probably hoping to at least give me a chance to escape.
But that opportunity had already passed.
In the end, I had returned to my companions—
And I would never abandon them to save myself.
“Maybe… it wouldn’t be so bad…”
To close my eyes and sleep among these blossoms.
That’s what I thought.
I took a deep breath—
[Wendy.]
A tiny voice called my name.
But when I looked up and around, all I could see were dazzling petals fluttering everywhere.
“…Huh?”
I tilted my head, puzzled by the empty air.
[Down here. Sorry—I shrank a bit, so you couldn’t see me, huh?]
Something tickled my toes—light, like a poke.
When I looked down—
There it was.
A flower, no bigger than a caterpillar, stared up at me with wide eyes.
“A… talking flower?”
But… there’s no such thing as a “talking flower” in this world—except for Myeolmangi.
Just for a moment, my thoughts stalled completely.
[It’s me, Myeolmangi. I know you must have a lot to say, but can you listen for a bit?]
Myeolmangi groaned as it climbed onto my shoe, fluttering its tiny leaves.
Hnnngh-
Grabbing onto my shoelace, it barely managed to pull itself upright.
As I blankly watched it struggle, I gently lifted the tiny Myeolmangi—
And carefully placed it in the center of my palm.
Only then did it let out a deep sigh of relief and begin to speak.
[Wendy, I know things are chaotic right now. But I don’t have much time left.]
It emphasized the urgency by anxiously wriggling its roots.
[And I’m still… rapidly disappearing—no, shrinking, like this.]
Like a human sighing, Myeolmangi let out a soft hoo as it opened its flower bud.
[First of all, the others will wake up soon. Also, Agatha won’t be able to approach you until your companions awaken.]
After glancing briefly toward Agatha, Myeolmangi plopped down on my palm.
[Agatha’s power is the opposite of mine. When I released my energy, the backlash forced him to freeze completely.]
It tilted its head slightly, gauging my reaction, then muttered gloomily.
[It’s only temporary, but we’ve bought enough time. And thanks to my power, your companions are slowly recovering as well…]
Right as it said that, Xenon’s brow twitched.
“…Xenon?”
And it wasn’t just him.
Lyria’s fingertips were faintly trembling, and Eden’s bluish lips were gradually returning to a soft pink.
The pale faces of the twins were flushed with a bit of color.
Darwin and Nia’s breathing, too, had finally settled into a steady rhythm.
Though no one had regained consciousness yet—
They weren’t dead.
It was clear they looked much better than before.
I gave a stiff nod.
Whatever power Myeolmangi had used had certainly frozen Agatha’s party and saved my companions.
But that wasn’t what mattered most to me right now.
“…So when you said you don’t have much time left… And that you’re disappearing… What exactly did you mean?”
Swallowing the end of my sentence, I looked at Myeolmangi with unease.
[That…]
Myeolmangi’s petals wrinkled slightly in hesitation as it swayed its stem, then said:
[You’ll understand… if you eat me.]
The response was… completely unexpected.
“…Eat you?”
As if to confirm, its petals fluttered. I was so taken aback I couldn’t form another word.
[There’s no time, Wendy. If you don’t, Agatha might seize my power instead. Hurry!]
It flailed its tiny arms, urging me.
Myeolmangi’s urgency was contagious, so I raised it higher.
“So—y-you’re saying I should eat you? Isn’t there any other way?”
I mean, come on.
We’ve been together for quite a long time.
Even if it’s a plant… it talks.
Eating someone who speaks? That’s barbaric.
Maybe my plea reached it. Myeolmangi paused, then slowly said:
[…There is another way.]
“Then that’s perfect! Tell me!”
Shrinking its roots shyly, Myeolmangi raised a leaf to hide its face.
[You can… just hug me.]
The response was so anticlimactic, it left me speechless.
“Wait, seriously? That’s way better than eating you! I can just do tha—Wait.”
Hold on a second…
Myeolmangi had shrunk far too small.
After blooming, it had been just about my size—big enough to hug at eye level.
Now, it wasn’t even 1/10th… no, maybe not even 1/100th that size.
What was I supposed to do now?
As I hesitated, a thought crossed my mind.
In the end, from the perspective of a plant, what matters is the feeling of being embraced, right?
I had been approaching it only from a human perspective—
Wondering how to literally wrap my arms around something this tiny.
“If I do it like this…”
Bringing both hands gently to my chest, I cradled Myeolmangi with care.
“This should do it…”
The moment I said that—
A radiant burst of light exploded from within my hands.
Something warm and luminous flowed directly into my mind.
A feeling of loneliness, of sorrow…
And then, quickly forgotten happiness.
Yes. These memories…
They were Myeolmangi’s.
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