Obsession... What's That? I Just Wish Someone Would Help Me Escape - Chapter 99
Lize was seized by a terror so absolute, she couldn’t so much as lift a finger.
Her face turned ghostly pale as her shoulders trembled and she began stumbling backward.
“What… what is that? That’s impossible…”
It was forbidden.
Something overwhelming—far beyond what any human could comprehend—unfolded before her eyes.
It was a force beyond words, beyond all language, defying description.
As she realized just how insignificant she truly was, Lize’s spiritual vision began to blur.
What she was seeing wasn’t an ability. It was a forbidden domain—a divine realm.
Behind the unconscious, limp Kido, an uncountable number of souls surged forth like a massive tidal wave.
It looked like witnessing the death of stars scattered across the universe.
She couldn’t withstand the screams and wails of hundreds of thousands of souls and clamped her hands over her ears.
“No…”
Every instinct screamed that she could no longer afford to see—or hear.
If she glimpsed beyond that veil, she’d be ruined.
Lize dropped to the floor with a thud and scrambled to find her glasses, slipping them back on.
“You think using a forbidden power means you’ve won?”
A dry voice fell like a shadow across her.
She turned her blood-drained face.
Enrique stood just a step behind her, gazing down.
“Forbidden powers aren’t yours alone.”
He smiled faintly and raised one hand.
In an instant, a spear formed from crystallized frost pierced through Lize’s back.
“Khak!”
Gripping her chest, she collapsed from the searing pain that froze her heart.
From her fingertips, the cold crept in like spreading frost, and sensation faded away.
“Number 4, what did you see?”
The voice was as cold as the ice invading her chest. Lize clamped a hand over her mouth and shook her head.
“I… I can’t… say…”
“As you should.”
Enrique’s eyes crinkled with a smile as he flicked a finger.
“Good. If you had told anyone what you saw, your heart would’ve shattered into frozen pieces. And the same goes for the future.”
One of Enrique’s forbidden powers.
A contract bound by life itself. A chain of control.
His cool, golden eyes curved in satisfaction.
“Not even to God may you confess.”
* * *
I stood in utter darkness.
A golden phrase shimmered before my eyes.
and the unending blaze of infernal karma. To the one who holds both despair and hope, this is the mission bestowed upon the dead who yet live.」
([Power of the Sloth, Second Eye]
The ‘Saint Dead to God,’ A Member of the Sloth, opens her eyes)
Mental domain interference & rampage gauge reset Usage conditions – Self-sacrifice / Soul state *Passive – Purification upon contact / Effects scale with karma gauge
I stared at the info screen hanging before me, my shoulders slumping.
I unlocked a divine power?
And are all divine powers usually this verbose and flashy?
Suddenly, Johann’s words came to mind.
‘They say the Demon of Sloth was once a divine god, which is why he can also wield divine powers.’
In any case, it’s nice to have received a divine-type power from a former god…
“Self-sacrifice? Soul state? Is this saying ‘die for others’?”
I did want a Saintess-type power, but I wasn’t exactly hoping for a literal Saintess vibe that demanded martyrdom.
And if this came from a saint who died for a god—then does this mean it’s tied to Justina’s abilities?
“For an extreme egoist like you, to meet the condition—truly, you’re destined to be God’s adversary.”
A voice came from behind—Marvas.
I turned to face him with a grimace.
“A power that costs me my life? So this is a one-time-use kind of thing? That means I’m dead right now—just a soul, yeah?”
“Not entirely wrong.”
He replied half-heartedly, lighting a cigar.
So I’m dead. What’s the point of unlocking a power after dying?
I rubbed my empty stomach and sighed.
A ghost who died hungry—guess I won’t even look decent.
Maybe I should’ve begged El for at least one Choco Pie.
No, maybe he would’ve handed over two out of generosity.
Next to Marvas, a horned, masked woman stretched with a yawn.
“All done here. I’m clocking out—Season 3 of Demon Family is about to start.”
“Uh… excuse me, and you are…?”
Could they be dual aspects of the same being—divine and demonic?
