Chapter 98 – Could Be One (1)
Eugene hadn’t felt like panicking before, because all this ti she had just assud she was only playing a part, living inside the novel as its events unfolded in front of her very eyes.
Despite having landed the role of the antagonist, she was confident enough that if she hadn’t done anything that would make things worse, no consequences would follow.
But now everything was dumped onto her so suddenly; she couldn’t see a single room for breathing. Still, it didn’t an she would just give up and relent to fate. She believed with proper knowledge and enough will power, she could still turn her impending doom around.
It also helped that she kept telling herself what she always did when things got rough…
When has anything been easy in my life?
At least in Mahar, she didn’t have any abusive family trying to reap the fruits of her labor. As much as she was concerned, life in Mahar was still much easier compared to what she had before. Still, there was one piece of the puzzle she wasn’t able to put together…
It was obvious enough that Jin, or at least her soul, was inside this body before. But now, Jin was gone, replaced by Eugene.
Just like any other main characters in action movies, who run after getting shot, she needed to weed out anything impossible to focus on what was most likely to have happened. Simply put, it was illogical to assu another person’s soul would occupy a different body, therefore completely pushing the original soul out.
Which brings the confusion…
Is Jin truly existing in the sa plane as her right now?
It could be Dissociative Identity Disorder. It would be a plausible answer, and thus, no soul exchange took place—just a different persona had taken over, pushing the original persona back to the deep recesses of the human consciousness.
Which would explain why Eugene had all the knowledge on the world, thinking she was writing the story because she had been subconsciously living alongside as Jin. But that gave way to a different kind of fear altogether in her…
They could be one.
All the blood drained from her face as she grew pale, and her breathing ragged. She frowned the more she thought about it.
Ah! she exclaid with a sudden jolt of realization, snapping her head back up, “The Sang-je!”
There was a chance of at least one person in this world could give her the answers she sought. It might not be her novel, but too many similarities between them still exist in the physical sense. Even the larks remained the sa, and the kings along with their abilities.
Therefore, the Sang-je in her story could be similar to the Sang-je currently. From what she knew, the Sang-je ranked as the highest priest and could deliver the ssage of the gods to the world, a well-known fact in Maha.
But Eugene knew from her story, that the Sang-je, in fact, was not human. In earth, he would’ve been referred to as an angel. He does not age, nor could he die. He only changes his physical appearance to continue the ruse.
If this is true, then that would an no ordinary person would have access to this information.
Her eyes lit up with hope at the prospect of knowing other things that could be used to her advantage.
Jin had never visited any of the other kingdoms.
As its author, she would’ve known how the king journeyed to the five kingdoms to hunt down Jin for her cris, and thus, she has extensive knowledge of each kingdom’s different architectures, as well as their distinct characteristics.
Anikas were specifically forbidden to step foot outside of the church. It has been strictly implented only for them. The only exception is if they were to get married to a mber of the royal family.
Jin had co to Hashi upon her marriage to the king, and hadn’t left it for three years. And she hadn’t visited any other kingdom, except for the Stan Kingdom on her way to Hashi.
I also know of the secret underground waterways of Flek Kingdom.
An attack by the grand corps of Larks, under Mara’s command, had befell upon the Flek Kingdom in her novel. At that ti, Nicolas, the King of Flek, escaped the invasion through the underground waterways.
But still, I won’t have the ans to investigate if that would be true.
However, in order to dwell on the villainess queen’s progression of plans, she must visit the sanctum—the place where the Mara’s servants found a recluse.
She took deep breaths, closing her eyes as she cald down, before opening them again.
It doesn’t matter if I’m clueless about everything around . The important fact is I know who I am. And I am Eugene.
Twenty-eight years had she lived as Eugene. So rough her life was, she sotis questioned if at so point of her life, did she ever feel happy?
She was certain that she lived as a struggling woman in a modern world. No one could deny it, not even god himself.
She stared at her hands, and noted that they finally stopped trembling without her noticing. Standing up lightly, she began to straighten out her rumpled dress.
She couldn’t go to the sanctum. At least, not right now.
Instead, she needed to wait until the active season ends. Also, as queen, she needed to be prepared for it. She couldn’t just leave at a mont’s notice after all.
So nothing’s changed after all. I still need to live one day at a ti. Sa as it always has been.
Now wasn’t the ti for her to blank out. She’s a little relieved that at least now, she has sothing else to focus on. For three years, Jin has planned her grand sche, and now, it was on the brink of rearing its head.
Whether or not she’ll let it happen will be entirely up to Eugene now.
As she rembered her latest conversation with Rodrigo, a na flashed through her mind…
Tanya.
Who is she? Why was she the only one Jin had kept close? None of the missing maids had such a na…
No… that isn’t it.
It was a different na. For the heretics, she was known as Tanya, so that would’ve ant she used another in her ti as a maid, just like Rodrigo, who used the na Cage when he visited the palace.
Of course! Jin couldn’t have snuck out of the palace by herself. She would’ve needed assistance, one that could help her disappear from the inside. She should probably order an investigation to sort out the maids’ identities thoroughly.
He also talked about a ritual. I should’ve pressed more about that.
It was a sha she didn’t get any more clues on it as it seed like it was the most important information out of everything Rodrigo had told her. However, she couldn’t think straight because her head was in such a ss back then.
Based on the information she did get though, it seed like Jin was about to face a ritual that Rodrigo was also participating in. It was safe to assu it probably is a ritual involving Mara.
But sowhere along the way, Jin had opted to sneak out of the castle with her maids towards the desert instead.
Why? What was she trying to do? Why did she bring just the maids?
Suddenly, she rembered sothing.
“How dare you do this? What do you take for? Where did you put it? And why did you go to the desert with it?!”
It was the king from when she first woke up in Mahar, when he scolded her for sothing. She rembered having so sort of premonition, which gave her goosebumps just thinking about it.
She thought about asking the king about it after he scolded her, but it had always slipped her mind. Ever since that too, he hadn’t touched the subject, he hasn’t even spoken about it to her, so she thought it mustn’t have been such a big deal as he was making it to be.
I need to know what Jin took to the desert.
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