Even Death Was Taken Away by That Obsession

“I’ll escape. From you, even if I have to die.”

I can’t remember the face of the man who made me unable to die.

I woke up, forgetting his name and voice, only knowing that I had fled from him.

“Whatever it is, I… want to help.”

A man who approaches and shows kindness to someone like me.

I saw hope while being with this captivating man.

I believed I could start a new life with this gentle man.

But…

“You’re still pretending to be innocent, I see.”

A madman who knows all the secrets yet demands trust, saying he’ll help me.

“Keep struggling. You’ll never escape me anyway.”

That man who was already lurking around.

He, who is both my love and my hatred, slowly tightens his grip on my neck.

I made a final bet with the one who whispered, placing his hand on my shoulder.

If I win…

This time, please kill me.

Grant me eternal rest.