Sword Empress's POV
"Gasp… gasp…"
I jolted awake, my breath ragged and uneven. Another nightmare had clawed its way into my sleep—the inner demon rearing its ugly head once more.
["Oh… come to think of it, were you interested too, Master? Is that why you kept asking about him? You should've said so—I might've shared him with you once, since it's you."]
"Hoo…"
I exhaled slowly, channeling my inner energy in steady cycles to purge the lingering haze from my mind. Far from diminishing over the years, this torment seemed to grow sharper, more insistent, burrowing deeper into my soul.
'I can't understand you.'
It was one thing for my disciple to harbor such twisted lust toward that innocent young boy, but to force herself upon him without consent? That was a sin no human should ever commit—a violation that stained the very essence of trust and humanity.
Yet there was something even more abhorrent in her madness.
["Still, no matter what woman he meets, he'll never forget me."]
