Chapter 108
“Really… what a strange girl. Talking to a plant.”
That’s what Myeolmangi thought when I walked up and brushed off the cigarette ashes.
“Does she find it fun talking to me?”
As I kept coming to see it almost every day, Myeolmangi began to think I was a diligent kid.
“Happy birthday, Soyoon.”
When I cried alone on my birthday, with no one to celebrate it, Myeolmangi felt sorrow with me.
The day we moved, when my mom decided we should leave because she noticed I didn’t fit in with the other kids—
“I hope Soyoon will be happy.”
As it watched me tightly holding my mother’s hand, that’s what Myeolmangi thought.
Then, much time passed.
When it first saw me here again—
When it recovered fragments of memory scattered at the lake—
Myeolmangi shuddered.
“I’m so happy to see you again.”
It vowed never to let go of this hand again.
And so, from the memories of when it was just a wildflower—
To the moments we met again here, with it as Myeolmangi—
All those memories flowed into me.
“Those people are awful.”
“Throwing cigarette butts carelessly like that…”
Our awkward first meeting. And then—
“Wildflower, I’m moving. Far away.”
“Thanks for everything.”
Our clumsy, bittersweet farewell.
“Aagh! What the heck is this crazy flower?!”
“Ugh, fine. Just come in already.”
But in the end, we met again, and chose each other once more.
“…This is so strange.”
We really are strange.
An overwhelming flood of memories poured into me.
Not from a flower—
But from a life.
The radiant, vivid life of a single being played out before my eyes.
“To be honest, I was happy when you found me.”
The memory of our first meeting.
“I always waited for the day you came.”
The memory of waiting alone in the rain.
“You’re moving away? I hope you’re happy there.”
And the darker truth—how it actually wished I wouldn’t go.
“Soyoon, I’m out of strength now. I think… this is the end.”
When its leaves withered and it slowly began to die.
“…Wendy?”
The memory of meeting me again in the Western Flower Field.
“I remember now. You were Soyoon!”
The memory from deep within the sunken lake.
“I’m so happy we met again.”
The joyful memory of bouncing around in my front pocket.
“I want to stay with you.”
The desperate emotion during her blooming.
“Don’t cry.”
Watching me try to save my friends.
“I’ll protect you.”
Watching me charge toward Agatha.
And above all, the three words that remained strongest among all those memories—
“Even if you abandon me, Wendy… I’ll still protect you.”
[I’ll protect you.]
Those words alone echoed endlessly in my mind.
I bit my lip to hold back the rush of emotions.
So that’s why—
That’s why you clung to me even when I pushed you away.
That’s why you followed me, no matter what.
And I didn’t even realize it.
I just thought you were some weird flower.
I even screamed, said you were gross…
How deeply that must’ve hurt Myeolmangi.
Only now do I understand why it acted so blindly—
Because all of this, everything—
It was for me.
Just to protect someone like me.
All because it simply wanted me to smile and be happy.
Because of such a small and pure wish.
Realizing this, my voice trembled as I whispered:
“…Don’t go.”
How could you leave like this?
At the very least—shouldn’t you give me the chance to protect you too?
That’s what I wanted to say.
But the lump in my throat wouldn’t let the words come out.
As I slowly unclenched my hand around Myeolmangi, a glimmering light spilled softly from within.
And then came a strange sensation.
As if—
Someone were embracing me gently from behind.
That strange feeling tugged at me, and when I turned my head, I saw the faint silhouette of someone.
[Wendy, I remember now.]
A boy with soft waves of light brown hair and clear sky-blue eyes—so beautiful.
[I am one of the light-born beings created by the Supreme God.]
As our eyes met, he smiled brightly and walked toward me, his white robe fluttering like a breeze.
[I was originally meant to govern flowers and life. But for not knowing gratitude and love, I was cast out from the human realm and made to live three lives.]
The first—as a nameless wildflower in Korea.
The second—as Sura’s Calamitous Despairflower in the Western Flower Field.
As he spoke of the two lives he had already lived, I stared blankly at him.
[As for my third life… I don’t know yet. I’ll likely be reborn as some insignificant creature again, with no memory, just like before.]
As if already aware of his fate, he gave a bitter smile before continuing.
[…But once all trials come to an end.]
Unfurling his wings, he slowly knelt down and pulled my hand to him, planting a gentle kiss on the back of it.
[To you, who showed me all these emotions—I’ll find my way back.]
The moment his lips touched my hand, radiant light bloomed around him.
His form began to blur and fade.
[I love you.]
He turned his back on me with a smiling face, without regret.
“Myeolmangi… Myeolmang!”
I desperately reached out to him as his image faded away—
But all that remained was a single black flower, fallen at my feet.
“The true form of the Calamitous Despairflower…”
As I picked up the flower in disbelief, a new window appeared in front of me.
—
[Congratulations! You’ve achieved a feat impossible for any human.]
[As a reward, you have obtained the Special Skill: ‘Final Gift (S)’.]
[This special skill manifests the inner feelings of the other party into a physical ability, born of their desperate will.]
[‘Final Gift (S)’ has been saved to your Big Data.]
—
[Final Gift / S-rank]
- Instead of HP, it consumes the user’s lifespan to fully restore the health of allies.
- Remaining lifespan is displayed on your left wrist. (When the clock completes a full cycle, the caster dies.)
—
Reading the details of the skill window, I slowly looked at the clock-shaped mark that had appeared on my wrist.
“Final Gift, huh…”
It was such a Myeolmangi-like skill.
Not one that harmed others.
Not one that simply healed.
But one that restored completely—at the cost of the user’s own life.
“Just… who were you really?”
I murmured softly, fingering the clock stuck at 12 o’clock.
Why did Myeolmangi want so badly to protect me?
“To the point of giving up their own life…”
Looking at the mark brought his face back into my mind, and I was overwhelmed with pain.
As I bit my lip to hold in the anguish—
“…Sis?”
That familiar voice called from behind me.
“Sister!”
Lyria’s cheerful voice shattered the heaviness inside my head.
“Savior, what on earth just happened…”
Eden’s confused voice echoed, trying to make sense of the situation.
“Miss Wendy, did you use another miracle tactic?”
Even Yeriel, who had passed out from the brutal battle, had regained his voice.
“This is weird. I was sure we were going to die, but now I feel overflowing with power.”
“Captain’s strategies are always incomprehensible.”
“Sister, what did you do this time?”
“A-Am I… alive…?”
Darwin, Sylvester, Celestine, and even Nia spoke up one by one.
……And at last:
“Wendy.”
The one whose breath was fading—Xenon—called to me in a low voice.
“Was it you who saved us once again?”
Voices I thought I’d never hear again—
The voices of my comrades who had been losing their lives—now surrounded me.
The radiant blossom that was Myeolmang…
Burned his entire life to shine one final light.
And gifted me this—his final gift.
My precious…
Incomparably precious and beautiful bonds.
“…It wasn’t me.”
It was Myeolmangi who reconnected my severed ties.
Warm emotions surged within me, swelling my heart.
Tears welled up, dripping slowly down my cheeks.
For what Myeolmangi gave me.
For the wildflower that loved me.
For a sacrifice so unbearably sorrowful.
And for myself—who had only ever received.
Tears fell heavily down my face.
“I just… received a gift.”
I was always just the one receiving.
Greedy. Foolish.
And when those emotions were about to turn into self-loathing—
“Then that gift… is proof of your worth.”
Xenon’s large hand gently stroked my back.
“If you received something so great, it means you also gave something equally great.”
After a pause, he placed his hand atop my head, gently pushing down.
“Whatever it may be, if the gift was that grand…”
Clumsy though it was,
“You’re someone who truly deserves to receive it.”
His touch carried undeniable affection.
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