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Chapter 860

Epilogue — Effort's never betray you [2]

Tok—

"..."

The sound of the glass bottle tapping against the stone grave echoed in the quiet surroundings as Melissa stood there, consumed by her thoughts.

With a firm grip on the bottle, she took a small gulp of the liquid it contained, feeling its bittersweet taste on her lips.

Drip— Drip!

A cascade of juices trickled down the side of her mouth as she hastily withdrew the bottle.

"Haaagh."

She exhaled, her breath heavy and her cheeks rosy.

"You know…"

She started speaking.

"…I know full well that I need to let go of you. Let go of the memories that I keep on clinging to."

Her vision started to blur as she removed her glasses, allowing her emerald eyes to be exposed to the world.

"I just… I guess I still want an excuse to be mean. I grew to hate the world because of you, but at the same time, I grew to have fun hating the world. Not caring about others' opinions, pushing away those who tried to form connections with me, and, overall, embracing my inner cynic didn't feel so terrible."

Extending her hand, she gingerly placed the glass bottle atop the cold gravestone.

Tok—

"But there comes a point when enough is enough."

Melissa let out a weary sigh, blinking her eyes repeatedly as she adjusted to the altered clarity of her blurred vision.

"It's time that I let go of you and myself. I can't be like this anymore. I guess…"

She closed her eyes, raising her face toward the sky.

"…It's time for me to finally move on. So should you if you're listening to me. I still resent you, but you should learn not to give a fuck like me. So what if my life ended up shitty? In the end, I'm still what I am today because of you, and…"

A faint, enigmatic smile tugged at the corners of her lips.

"I don't despise what I've become."

Tok—

Once more, she tapped the glass against the gravestone as if bidding farewell before turning away and leaving the graveyard behind.

Strangely, as she ventured forth, Melissa sensed a newfound lightness in her every step, as though a burden had been lifted from her weary shoulders.

Pausing for a moment, she glanced back, fixing her gaze on the cemetery, her eyes drawn to the words etched into the stone.

===[Octavious Hall]===

A hero, a devoted husband, and a loving father.

===[2030 — 2073]===

"A loving father... pfft..."

She whispered softly, the words carrying a mix of pain and closure.

And with that, Melissa continued on her way, the weight of the past gradually dissipating with each passing moment, leaving her ready to embrace a future tinged with both scars and newfound resolve.

It was time she moved on and grew up.

***

*Puff*

Smoke filled the air as Jin took a puff of his cigarette. He lifted his finger and playfully manipulated the swirling tendrils, guiding them along the path traced by his fingertip.

By the time he was done, certain words formed in the air before him. 'IAD' was what it said.

"Hehe."

He couldn't help but chuckle as he gazed at the words before him. Taking a quick look beside him, he pressed his lips together, attempting to hold back his laughter.

'Indeed, there's no better fit than these words for her...'

"The fuck are you doing?"

A certain annoyed voice echoed beside him, and Jin's smile faded.

"Nothing."

With a wave of his hand, the smoke dissipated. Concurrently, Priscilla's eyes narrowed as she examined him intently.

"IAD?"

Her eyes squinted further.

"Why do I have a feeling it's related to me?"

"You're imagining things."

Jin responded with an air of casual indifference, raising the cigarette to his lips and inhaling deeply from the butt.

*Puff*

"That being said," he paused and turned to look at her with narrowed eyes. "What are you still doing here? It's been a year since the war has ended. Shouldn't you be on your way?"

A year had passed since the defeat of the Demon King, and numerous events had occurred at that time. Priscilla and her clan, having provided crucial assistance during the war, were granted the privilege to remain on Earth.

With that being said, most of the demons chose to depart Earth and return to their respective planets.

The same was for her father, the current Patriarch of the Sloth clan.

"Isn't it true that you're the designated successor of the Sloth Clan? I would assume someone of your stature would have numerous responsibilities. Why haven't you returned to aid your father?"

Jin flashed a smile as he uttered each word, though his intention was subtly hidden. In the most courteous manner possible, he was essentially expressing his desire for her to fuck off.

*Puff*

mumbled, exhaling a plume of smoke while leaning against the sofa they shared. Closing her eyes and relishing the cigarette, she nonchalantly observed Jin at her side. "But what can I say? I'm starting

"..."

speechless. The subtle smirk on her face only served to

"Tsk."

He clicked his tongue.

'Ignorant, Arrogant Demoness.'

against

The way she stared at him made

for a brief moment, he nodded

"Actually, yes."

"Oh?"

Priscilla raised her brow.

ballsy

I've

of his cigarette and leaned back

"No, you haven't."

"Didn't you just now?"

"..."

"He."

another good drag of his cigarette. It felt good getting one over this

Priscilla's eyes narrowed.

bolder with each

like it?" Jin pointed towards the door. "You can leave. I won't stop

annoying, she had every right

"Haaa..."

himself without any

casting a resentful glance toward Priscilla. One

you

sudden thought. 'She's kind of cute when she's angr—eh no, what the fuck am I

the thought away from his mind as he sat up straight. He had almost lost

Ding—!

"Hm?"

then, his

"Fuuuck..."

Jin stared at the message on his phone, his expression crumbled, and his grip on the device tightened. Priscilla, noticing his reaction, leaned over to catch a

see," she demanded, extending her hand to snatch the phone away. However, Jin swiftly moved

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Boundaries!"

protested, trying his best to push her face away from

about boundaries. Let me see," Priscilla insisted, unbothered at all by what

"Hey! Fuck stop!"

being a pussy, and let me

"Over my dead body!"

want to die that

brief tussle on the sofa as Jin made an

of it. While he did say "over my dead body," he didn't actually

up, and let

"No!"

"Fuck you!"

whether it was his legs or his head, Jin fought

persistent and agile, like an octopus latching onto his arm. She continued her relentless efforts to snatch the phone from

"Got it!"

the struggle ended with Priscilla emerging as the victor. She successfully snatched the phone away from Jin's hand, triumphantly

faded from Jin's

at the contents displayed on the screen, finally

her to reap the

the password. Immediately Jin's face changed, but Priscilla didn't care. She had known his password for quite some time

"Uh?"

turned strange, and she looked at Jin,

"S...seriously?"

face betrayed the fact that she was trying to hold her laugh as her cheeks inflated and her face flushed

"Pft... you... seriousl—pffttt."

"Stop laughing."

as he turned to glare at

contain herself any longer,

the sides of her eyes as she laughed hysterically, smacking her

Ba Bam—!

phone back. Priscilla didn't even bother posing a fight as

"Hahahaha."

darkened with every second

"Are you done?"

it proved to be

"Hahahha...Y..pftt...eah."

her face faded. Jin calmed down when he saw this, and just as he

This is the fifteenth blind date you've rejected. Is there perhaps something wrong with... You know you can tell Grandpa if you have trouble with your reproductive organ. We live in an age where medicines and potions work wonders. If there's really a problem, I'll search

"Shut up!"

lungs, desperately attempting to

"Hahahahahha!"

eyes, Priscilla continued to laugh uncontrollably,

Ba Bam—!

can't br... uhhh...

amusement now hindering her ability to

muttered under his breath, his frustration evident in his words. "Damn

did he feel so humiliated, not

his efforts and contributions to the war, Jin found himself unable to escape the clutches of his grandfather. Be it before the war or after the war; he always tried to find a means to

his grandfather. On the contrary, his grandfather returned with even greater

Jin wasn't even

just go

wasn't really looking for a relationship at the

to look at his

I can't

guess it's not that

here, his life would never be peaceful. He sighed

this?" He unconsciously blurted out loud, covering his face with his arm while leaning

seriously starting to contemplate

"Don't be sad."

felt a subtle bump on his shoulder and slowly removed his arm from his face. He turned to look at Priscilla, who was still gazing at him with a smile that she was trying to suppress. Obviously, she was still

He glared at her.

"What would you know?"

swiftly lit it using his finger. He took a deep,

*Puff*

the pains that I go through every

now... Don't be so

in her voice. Although she found the situation highly amusing, a small sense of sympathy crept into her. She couldn't help but shudder at the mere thought of

happen... she wasn't sure what she'd

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