Chi-Woo’s relief that everything was finally over lasted for but a brief moment. He was about to close his eyes in Evelyn’s arms when a strange apprehension crept up to him. He had seen Evelyn’s appearance when she was a human several times before. At the time, she had embodied life only in appearance rather than turning into an actual living person. At the end of the day, her imitation was all artificial no matter how perfect it was. However, it was different this time. The texture of her skin and silky hair were not artificial; they were human, real. But…

‘What is this?’ She radiated death too strongly for a living person. It felt as if a soul had been forced into a well-preserved body and reanimated, and her body was closer to that of a jiangshi[1]than a living being. Chi-Woo, who had been walking between the boundary of the dead and the living since he was born, was certain of this. The present Evelyn was an unnatural existence.

Chi-Woo carefully said, “Lady Witch, your body is too cold.”

Evelyn looked downcast, and she didn’t reply.

“Lady Witch?”

“…I.” Evelyn smacked her lips a few times and finally spoke softly, “I was not actually a witch. No, I used to not be one.”

Chi-Woo blinked.

“I feel so regretful.” She exhaled a long breath. “If I had known a little earlier…” Her voice was full of remorse as she spoke with her chin tilted up, her gaze focusing on the ceiling. Then Chi-Woo felt his back gently touch the floor. As soon...