VIP Chapter 248: Falling, Then Stained with Color (3k)
Why?
Will actually understood the answer to this question very well. It wasn’t even “understanding”; he was here precisely because he knew this.
—Because the person you love is me.
—Because the person you need is me.
—Because the person you want to possess is me.
—Because the person who taught you this is me.
To this point…
To this point, it was just that Will had miscalculated that Treya had possessed the power to control demons three years ago, thus allowing for the possibility of Edward dying a year earlier than in the “story”…
The moment Treya saw him arrive, she should have known why she was still asking…
Just as he was about to answer, amidst the pervading colors, his foot missed its step.
Will felt himself falling from the “sky,” plummeting towards a colorful world at the bottom, a world that seemed as if someone had taken too many drugs.
And within these dazzling, complex colors, Will could see her past from Treya’s perspective—
Red—
Treya stood in the room, gazing at the red curtain in front of her.
When she first obtained the power of a demon, she was very confused about this power. Even the acquisition of it was filled with coincidence.
This ability was very strange, as if some massive “structure” resided within her body, spiraling downward layer by layer.
She could feel that with her eyes open or closed, distorted images could appear on the red curtains.
And these images were exceptionally clear in her left eye.
She was a little afraid, but she knew that Will had told her to do this. Gaining this power must be the right thing to do.
And…
She could see that she could project Will’s shadow onto it.
Orange—
Treya sat opposite Will. On the table they used for discussions, there were orange flowers; this was the color she had chosen.
He was always very patient in teaching her, patiently analyzing matters concerning the Royal Family.
When he looked at her speaking, the lenses of his glasses reflected the faint shadows of orange flowers.
She would record every word he said, even though she had already memorized all of them in her heart.
He wouldn’t check her notes, but doing so seemed to be his preference for an “excellent student.”
He had saved her, and he had become his colorful self in her eyes. As long as he could smile before her, that was enough.
Yellow—
Treya pulled out a box of yellowed books from under the bed. These were romance novels for “young girls” that she had collected from the market over the past three years.
All the male protagonists were very similar to him.
Whether it was some strange wealthy young master, a clever and ambitious good student, or a black-bellied mastermind wearing glasses.
As long as there was the slightest similarity, she would carefully buy it and keep it in her room.
She wanted to find Will’s color in everything in this world. Only by living like this did she feel at ease.
Green—
Treya stood beside the lush green plants of “Green Wilderness Trace,” watching Will, who was happy because she was about to qualify to form an adventuring team.
This was what he looked forward to the most.
She hadn’t said it, but in fact, after obtaining Devil’s full power and being able to control her father’s actual “physical condition,” even according to his calculations, she had won quite a lot.
She didn’t need to enter the Dungeon exploration anymore to form an adventuring team.
But he was happy, and he liked it.
So she would be happy too.
Because in her world, Teacher Will was the only one in color, so all her colors were connected to him.
Blue—
The sky was very blue the day he disappeared.
The sky was always blue wherever Xiang Bei walked searching for him.
It was just that she could no longer see this scenery under the same blue sky as him.
Then…
She simultaneously received a newspaper with him standing with other women and achieving victory in an adventure team.
On the black and white newspaper, his colors were still so vibrant. In Treya’s eyes, only he had a place, shining on the newspaper.
Why?
Was he not happy adventuring with her?
Was he not, as she had thought, existing solely to be “her color”?
Did he have his own struggles outside of matters concerning the Royal Family?
Was it possible…
Was it possible that at the most crucial moment, he wouldn’t be by her side?
“Teacher Will, it turns out you didn’t leave without a word because of an emergency…”
“You were just out with another woman, living a happy ‘couple adventurer’ life…”
“No… he shouldn’t be that kind of person. Perhaps… besides me… he has other ‘pursuits’…”
What to do? What to do? What to do? What to do?
She refused, unwilling, unable to accept such a thing happening.
“The colors in my eyes… must… must maintain their ‘eternal’ brilliance.”
Cyan—
She stood in the royal palace, looking at her eyes. Their color was no longer the usual light blue but veered closer to purple. Perhaps this color should be called “cyan.”
She listened to the rain intensifying, feeling the stifling, suffocating atmosphere in the royal palace, where even breathing felt oppressive.
“For the Royal Family, such struggles are common. Yes, Teacher Will, you told me the same thing.”
She was terrified.
She was afraid that she wouldn’t be there. She was afraid he wouldn’t return to help her. She was afraid of this series of events unfolding exactly as he had predicted.
“Do you know?”
“You told me yourself, the terrifying thing has happened.”
“Then you should appear here as you always did and help me, right?”
“In my heart, I… still believe you will return here because of matters in the capital.”
She had also prayed.
She hoped he would return soon. She hoped he would appear before her again. She hoped he would stand by her side as before, as “Teacher Will.”
“But… where are you?”
“You’ve disappeared…”
“Don’t you want to see me?”
However, she could not escape.
She couldn’t escape the struggle within the Royal Family. She couldn’t escape the ensuing chaos after this struggle. She couldn’t escape the mission he had given her: to ascend the throne and re-support Entak.
“It’s alright, I understand. Teacher Will, this is a test you’ve set for me. You yourself… must also be part of the test.”
“For example…”
“What method can make you willingly return to my side?”
“As long as you remain the color in my eyes, you will definitely… definitely… take the bait.”
Purple.
She looked at the flag in the Duel Arena. The representative color of the Entak Family was blue, but the flag in the Duel Arena was a purple similar to that of a demon.
Only by obtaining this power could she fully decipher its meaning.
This purple originated from the “Emperor” of the “Zero Demon City” that Entak had obtained in the very beginning, who was also a demon.
But now…
She was the demon.
Because the demon that had been disguised as her had been “killed” by her three years ago.
The carnage on the field seemed to make the purple of the flag even more vibrant, as if the purple itself was smiling.
“Teacher Will said this was a very dangerous action…”
“So I shouldn’t get close…”
“But… why haven’t you come back yet? Look, you are the future you told me about, the dark path you pointed out to me.”
“Come out quickly…”
“Will…”
Black—
She sat in an empty room, looking at the black chess pieces on the chessboard opposite her.
She had already laid out all the clues according to Will’s hints.
After Edward could no longer support the body ravaged by demons, she would be the one to take that position.
She had surpassed the most stressful period, deceived everyone’s eyes, and had already grasped all the useful information for negotiations with a sure victory.
Then she realized…
After achieving victory, the fear was indeed gone, the anticipation was gone, and the evasion was gone.
What remained was “emptiness.”
She seemed to understand why people of each generation of Entak followed the same path.
Because at the end of the road lay this blackness.
When you become enemies with all your siblings, when you always fight for your own interests, when you can act until the end and discard everything…
What awaited you was the murky, black end, like the first time you saw a demon, when all colors were poured into a dye vat and constantly stirred.
“No… it’s not like that…”
She remembered something.
“Will…”
“He told me.”
“To reach this point, you must know what you truly want, you must know your ‘desires’…”
“Yes.”
“Fortunately, I still remember… reaching this point…”
“The color I want is you.”
…
…………
In the infinite fall, at a certain moment, Will felt as if he had returned to the royal tea party in the afternoon, returned to the sunlight, and returned to the ground.
But it was as if paint had been splashed on him; his entire body was covered in colors.
“Teacher Will, what do you think, why am I doing all this?”
—The question still awaited.
Treya was not sitting opposite him but standing beside him.
“You…”
Will opened his mouth.
But he didn’t know how to answer.
He had lost.
On the surface, he lost due to unknown information, but in reality, he lost to the “fate” he himself had changed, to Treya, who believed in him and grew because of him, becoming someone he couldn’t even imagine.
And he lost to…
Her love that desired to possess him, even though she had gained everything, even though she had grown into someone firmly seated as Empress, even though she knew she hadn’t reached him…
He thought he could heal her and lead her out of the blackening by relying on Treya needing him to turn the tide.
But she…
She remembered all his hints, overcame all the difficulties, endured all the pressure, and completed every mission.
Therefore, she could control him.
Therefore, she could possess him.
Therefore, she could…
Here, with eyes full of love, declare her victory.
“Heh.”
Will said nothing in the end; a light chuckle replaced his words.
He knew that everything that followed—especially his mind, which was controlled by a demon—would become Treya’s plaything.
He had lost.
No longer the “god” he had imagined.
Ultimately, he was brought down from the sky to the ground by Treya.
“Because what you taught me was that for ‘desire,’ one can abandon everything to move forward.”
Then, Treya took Will’s hand, put her arm around his waist, and gently “lifted” him from the chair.
“So, I could reach this point.”
Treya buried her head in her chest, her silver hair tickling his chin.
“I am no longer weak, Will.”
She didn’t say “Teacher.”
“So, I hope Will can forever be my ‘color’.”
“Don’t worry, it won’t hurt at all.”
“Soon, you won’t have to think about anything other than me.”
She tiptoed, pressing her entire body against Will.
She raised his chin with her hand.
Giving no room for evasion—
She kissed his lips.
The temperature was the icy chill of a half-elf.
The aura was the captivating charm of a demon.
Author’s note: I didn’t expect to write 3000 words. It’s a bit late.
