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1 - Main Story
BID Chapter 7
by BlossomTLThe Brainwashing Of The Impending Disaster Isn’t Being UndoneAt that moment, I noticed the duke’s eyes twinkling subtly, as if he found the situation intriguing. His gaze seemed to pierce through to us from behind. Bearing his stare, I gently pulled our intertwined hands downward, trying to keep the handkerchief hidden inside our grasp as inconspicuously as possible. Erhan and I moved as naturally as we could.
The duke and my mother didn’t follow us.
They seemed to have their own agenda, merely watching us disappear into the distance. My mother still had a face full of emotion, covering her mouth, while the duke continued to observe us with a scrutinous gaze.
“……”
Once we were away, only the sound of our footsteps echoed in the silence.
There must have been servants following us, but they moved so silently that it was eerie.
The corridors of the Serpentine household we passed through were gloomy and chilling.
Perhaps because the family dealt with spells and curses, the decorations were all quite ancient, and there were numerous objects whose purposes I couldn’t fathom.
‘Even the paintings are creepy.’
What exactly is this household? The sporadically placed paintings featured bizarre things, like strange beasts with pierced necks or monsters consuming half-sliced humans… And above all, there were numerous snake-related items. Throughout our walk, I saw an endless array of snake skins and taxidermy.
It was natural for me, not particularly brave, to feel frightened by such macabre decorations. Unconsciously, I gripped Erhan’s hand tightly, but he flinched immediately, startling me into letting go.
Thud. The handkerchief that had connected us fell to the ground.
“……”
Erhan stopped in his tracks and stared intently at the fallen handkerchief. His expression looked confused.
Contrary to my expectation, he picked up the handkerchief. Then, without holding my hand again, he continued walking ahead.
“Here.”
As a large door opened, the room I would be staying in was revealed. Unlike the gloomy corridor, the room was quite pleasant. Considering that I was a child, the furniture was appropriately low, though each piece was antique in style.
“If you need anything, just call anyone outside. They will do whatever you ask.”
Erhan said this as a servant stood quietly behind him. Normally, one might nod in acknowledgment to such a statement, but the Serpentine’s servants were different.
They stood there as if they wouldn’t move a step without a command, their absolute obedience and silent observation of me resembling eerily still puppets.
Moreover, it was hard to be sure if they were even looking at me, as their faces were not visible. Their puppet-like appearance, cursed and haunting, made me hastily turn away, only to meet Erhan’s gaze directly.
He looked exhausted.
His first impression was that of a pampered young lord, but now, he only seemed tired and worn out.
I stared back at Erhan, who had stopped managing his expressions. As I waited for him to suggest showing me around the mansion,
“Disgusting……”
…Did he mean me?
I looked up at him in disbelief, wondering how he could say something so offensive to my face. But Erhan’s expression was so wretched that it felt awkward to even question him. His eyes were twisted as if he was on the verge of tears, and the rims were reddening.
It was as if I saw Erhan’s true face through the cracks of a well-crafted mask. No words formed into sentences to come out of my mouth.
How can a child make such an expression? He dislikes me, so maybe he found my recent behavior disgusting, or perhaps he finds my existence itself revolting.
‘Why do you look so pained?’
Ironically, I, the recipient of the harsh words, was fine, but he who spoke them seemed more tormented. The brief emotions I glimpsed in Erhan were filled with self-loathing, frustration, agony, fear, and exhaustion.
I couldn’t say anything, and before I had a chance to respond, he turned and swiftly left the room.
Bang!
The door closed with a loud noise. The servants in the corridor remained still. After a while, I heard Erhan’s footsteps fading away, and then they became inaudible.
‘Should I follow him?’
His distressed departure weighed on my mind. Setting aside my need to make a good impression on Erhan, someone with such a troubled expression seemed likely to cause trouble. After a moment’s hesitation, I opened the door to follow him and nearly fainted.
“Do you need anything?”
A servant’s face was right in front of me.
Their face covered in cloth, bizarre patterns drawn in what seemed like blood-red ink.
“Master Erhan has returned to his room.”
The servant spoke mechanically. Glancing down at their feet, I was startled to see they were barefoot, with something padding their soles to mute their steps.
‘So that’s why there was no sound?’
Is this some kind of madness? What kind of treatment is this for a human?
This house, known for using wicked spells to ‘recycle’ criminals, now revealed a direct trace of cruel magic. It was disgusting and spine-chilling. I gazed at the servant’s face, then glanced down the darkening corridor as the sun was setting.
Wow, this is genuinely terrifying.
I wanted to follow Erhan, but I couldn’t muster the courage.
It was a scene where anything could jump out, and I felt that ignoring my fear and venturing out might lead to something terrible happening to me.
Creaking quietly as if I hadn’t meant to open it, I closed the door and clutched my fluttering heart. Then, I slid under the blanket and sighed deeply.
‘Can I really adapt to this place?’
Today had been a continuous stream of hard-to-accept events.
A new father, a brother, and this eerie mansion.
None of it was to my liking, yet Erhan’s expression still lingered in my mind.
However, my young, five-year-old body soon succumbed to deep sleep, and just before drifting off, I thought that life here might be rather quiet.
Of course, only superficially.
***
“Young master.”
There’s a sound.
“Young master. You need to wake up.”
“Young master” is the familiar term the servants use for me. I knew I had to get up, but my body resisted. Partly due to my inherently frail physique which required a lot of sleep, but also because I had had a dream for the first time in a while.
“Young master.”
“Alright, alright…”
Mumbling, I opened my eyes to see the sun-filled room. Then, the chilling face of the servant, something I couldn’t get used to.
The face covered in white cloth, with bright red spells where the eyes should be, made me instinctively flinch. But I quickly apologized and washed my face.
“Sorry for startling.”
There was no response.
A sign of acknowledgment would have been appropriate after my apology, but it seemed that wasn’t programmed into them. The servant merely pointed to the washbasin, set down clothes for me to change into, and then walked out of the room.
Even their departure was silent, but I was past the age of hiding under the covers, scared and surprised like a child. After washing, I wiped my face with a towel and looked into the mirror. The face in the mirror resembled white flour.
Pumpkin-colored eyes, just like my mother’s, and light brown hair with a hint of blond, probably from my father’s side, that slightly reddens in the sunlight. I combed through my messy hair that was sticking out everywhere.
“Hmm.”
My voice was starting to change, making it sound strange every morning.
I casually brushed my disheveled hair, which seemed to reflect the wildness of last night’s sleep, as it kept springing up.
‘Why did I suddenly dream about the day I first came to the Serpentine mansion?’
Looking back at that day nine years ago in my dream felt really odd.
“Fourteen.”
Now, I was fourteen years old. The days of awkward speech and inability to talk properly were long behind me. My mother no longer worried about my slow development, and contrary to expectations that I might not adapt well, I had already spent nine years as a member of the eerie Serpentine family.
‘Is it because Erhan is about to return to the mansion?’
In reality, Erhan was as good as absent from the Serpentine mansion, because the last time I saw him was in that dream nine years ago.
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Regular Chapters
1 - Main Story
- BID Chapter 1
- BID Chapter 2
- BID Chapter 3
- BID Chapter 4
- BID Chapter 5
- BID Chapter 6
- BID Chapter 7
- BID Chapter 8
- BID Chapter 9
- BID Chapter 10
- BID Chapter 11
- BID Chapter 12
- BID Chapter 13
- BID Chapter 14
- BID Chapter 15
- BID Chapter 16
- BID Chapter 17
- BID Chapter 18
- BID Chapter 19
- BID Chapter 20
- BID Chapter 21
- BID Chapter 22
- BID Chapter 23
- BID Chapter 24
- BID Chapter 25
- BID Chapter 26
- BID Chapter 27
- BID Chapter 28
- BID Chapter 29
- BID Chapter 30
- BID Chapter 31
- BID Chapter 32
- BID Chapter 33
- BID Chapter 34
- BID Chapter 35
- BID Chapter 36
- BID Chapter 37
- BID Chapter 38
- BID Chapter 39
- BID Chapter 40
- BID Chapter 41
- BID Chapter 42
- BID Chapter 43
- BID Chapter 44
- BID Chapter 45
- BID Chapter 46
- BID Chapter 47
- BID Chapter 48
- BID Chapter 49
- BID Chapter 50
- BID Chapter 51
- BID Chapter 52
- BID Chapter 53
- BID Chapter 54
- BID Chapter 55
- BID Chapter 56
- BID Chapter 57
- BID Chapter 58
- BID Chapter 59
- BID Chapter 60
- BID Chapter 61
- BID Chapter 62
- BID Chapter 63
- BID Chapter 64
- BID Chapter 65
- BID Chapter 66
- BID Chapter 67
- BID Chapter 68
- BID Chapter 69
- BID Chapter 70
- BID Chapter 71
- BID Chapter 72
- BID Chapter 73
- BID Chapter 74
- BID Chapter 75
- BID Chapter 76
- BID Chapter 77
- BID Chapter 78
- BID Chapter 79
- BID Chapter 80
- BID Chapter 81
- BID Chapter 82
- BID Chapter 83
- BID Chapter 84
- BID Chapter 85
- BID Chapter 86
- BID Chapter 87
- BID Chapter 88
- BID Chapter 89
- BID Chapter 90
- BID Chapter 91
- BID Chapter 92
- BID Chapter 93
- BID Chapter 94
- BID Chapter 95
- BID Chapter 96
- BID Chapter 97
- BID Chapter 98
- BID Chapter 99
- BID Chapter 100
- BID Chapter 101
- BID Chapter 102
- BID Chapter 103
- BID Chapter 104
- BID Chapter 105
- BID Chapter 106
- BID Chapter 107
- BID Chapter 108
- BID Chapter 109
- BID Chapter 110
- BID Chapter 111
- BID Chapter 112
- BID Chapter 113
- BID Chapter 114
- BID Chapter 115
- BID Chapter 116
- BID Chapter 117
- BID Chapter 118
- BID Chapter 119
- BID Chapter 120
- BID Chapter 121
- BID Chapter 122
- BID Chapter 123
- BID Chapter 124
- BID Chapter 125
- BID Chapter 126
- BID Chapter 127
- BID Chapter 128
- BID Chapter 129
- BID Chapter 130
- BID Chapter 131
- BID Chapter 132
- BID Chapter 133
- BID Chapter 134
- BID Chapter 135
- BID Chapter 136
- BID Chapter 137
- BID Chapter 138
- BID Chapter 139
- BID Chapter 140
- BID Chapter 141
- BID Chapter 142
- BID Chapter 143
- BID Chapter 144
- BID Chapter 145
- BID Chapter 146
- BID Chapter 147
- BID Chapter 148
- BID Chapter 149
- BID Chapter 150
- BID Chapter 151
- BID Chapter 152
Advanced Chapters
2 - Side Stories
1 - Main Story
- 🔒55BID Chapter 153
- 🔒55BID Chapter 154
- 🔒55BID Chapter 155
- 🔒55BID Chapter 156
- 🔒55BID Chapter 157
- 🔒55BID Chapter 158
- 🔒55BID Chapter 159
- 🔒55BID Chapter 160
- 🔒55BID Chapter 161
- 🔒55BID Chapter 162
- 🔒55BID Chapter 163
- 🔒55BID Chapter 164
- 🔒55BID Chapter 165
- 🔒55BID Chapter 166
- 🔒55BID Chapter 167
- 🔒55BID Chapter 168 - (FINALE)