After the light and darkness collapsed, Kim fell into absolute silence.
His body lay in the center of the hall—one half burning with a strange blackness, the other glowing with silver light, as if a battle between two gods raged inside him.
The Queen stood in stunned awe, whispering tensely:
— "This… this is neither human… nor entirely demonic."
But Elena ran to him, lifting his head onto her chest, her trembling voice barely escaping:
— "He saved me… why, you fool? You'll die like this!"
His body was cold as ice, yet his heart still beat slowly, as if time itself feared him.
By the Queen's command, he was taken to a private wing of the Palace of Light.
There, Elena cared for him for thirty whole days—feeding him, cleaning his wounds, sitting by him each night, speaking softly despite his silence.
But no one knew…
Kim wasn't absent.
He was fighting in another world—inside himself, inside a hell opposed to all universes.
In his depths, he was caught between two seas: a sea of black flame and a sea of molten shadow.
In the center, two curses wrestled within his body—
the Abyssal Resurrection Curse he had inherited from Amon,
and the Death Curse he had absorbed from the immortal girl.
Amon's voice echoed inside him like thunder:
— "You idiot… you're fighting death itself. You'll end up as ash!"
But Kim smiled in the void, speaking with a quiet that made the cosmos shudder:
— "If I must die to defy death, so be it."
At that moment, his soul erupted in black and silver energy.
The two curses collided, then fused, as though they had been created to be one.
Darkness wrapped around his heart, and light sheathed his body.
In the center of the storm, a black sigil appeared on his chest, etched with:
> [Unique Skill Activated — Eternal Immortality]
And another text formed within his mind:
> Current Host: Prince of the Abyss — Status: Between Life and Death.
Description:
You have transcended the concept of annihilation.
You can die… but the world cannot keep your death.
Each death returns you stronger than before.
Each pain becomes a memory in your blood.
You are now… one who belongs to no time.
In the outer world, after thirty days of silence,
Elena opened her eyes to a sudden flood of light and heard a soft voice behind her:
— "You've taken too long caring for me… I had hoped to wake and thank you."
She turned in shock to see him sitting upright on the bed,
his eyes blazing with both silver and black fire,
a faint smile touching his lips.
She said hoarsely:
— "Kim… we thought you…"
He cut her off with a mysterious smile:
— "I died, yes… but you don't know anything about me. I'm cursed."