Lackey's Seducing Survival Odyssey

Chapter 1219: A girl who wanted to Pampered: Part-2

Nyx Shadowfall’s POV

… Yet, I was happy with what I got!

I shouldn’t be greedy, right?

Asking for more… asking for something beyond reach… someone like me—born between life and death—what right did I have to ask for more?

Nope!

No!!

NO!!

…. After that, I focused on other things. When I finally learned to connect my soul to my consciousness, and from there to my Bloodline, something extraordinary happened—I saw… souls!!

Unlike others, I could see them, every single one of them. Maybe it was because of my uniqueness, maybe because I was neither alive nor dead, but I could see them all.

Honestly, it creeped me out at first. Their shapes, their whispers, their eyes lingering in the dark… But when I talked to them… they weren’t frightening at all. They were actually good ones.

They listened to me.

They answered when I called.

They did what I asked of them—things they would never do for anyone else. And more than that… they spoke to me even without reason. They sought me out, as though my existence pulled them closer.

It was like… for the first time in my life… I had someone to look after me.

I began to wonder… what if I got more souls? More of them, until I could fill my entire house with nothing but them!!

We would be a big, happy family!!

With those thoughts driving me, I went on the hunt—chasing after wandering souls that had escaped the Grace’s eyes and hands. I needed to get them before she did, before they were taken away and erased.

And it’s not like I was doing something wrong. Rather… I had asked for permission prior to this, so I had the right to collect them before she did… at least, that’s what she told me.

Soon… I had gathered so many souls. I made a pact with them, one after another, binding them so they wouldn’t be sucked away by the Eye and Hand of the Grace.

There were many good souls—gentle ones—who helped me through countless things. But there were also bad ones who almost corrupted me.

Those ones, I smashed into pieces.

BOOM!

Like that!! Shattered and gone.

Also… Starla… I found her in a deep tunnel… she seemed Older than I thought she would be… Hmm… so much older soul?

Anyway not that I cared… as Long as she loves that’s all needed, right?

So many souls… but such a small place.

My little house couldn’t hold them all together.

We were a big family, right?

So naturally… I needed a big house to keep us all together. But I couldn’t ask the Empress for one—she had already given me more than enough.

So instead… I remembered her words. The Empress had once told me that if one connected the Trinity—soul, bloodline, and consciousness—then they could create something greater.

They could shape their own Personal Realm!

There would be a lot of space where you could do anything at all!!

Honestly, I was surprised to hear that even she—Empress Mary herself—didn’t manage to create one for her own. She had only been able to connect her consciousness and bloodline, but not her soul.

Anyway, using that Trinity, I parted a piece of my soul and shaped it into a personal realm for my family!

… Now we are one big Family!

No one is ever going to hurt them!

We would always be together… forever~!!

Hehe~

Also, I was chosen as the Arcane Queen… not that I cared for such a title or any difference it made. All I ever needed… was a family!

Hehehe~

… Yet, as I said before… I was cursed!

My dead state began to prolong more and more, stretching out further than it ever had before. I once asked about this situation to the Grace, desperate for an answer. She told me… it was because of my power, because every time I used it to pact on wandering souls, it consumed too much of my half-soul, piling an unbearable burden onto me.

She told me I had only two choices: either remove the souls I had gathered or… I would die!

Of course! How could I ever abandon my big family?

NO WAY!!

A family that loved me without hesitation, without judgment, without questioning who or what I was… There was no way I would ever let them go!

… Leaving them would be the same as dying!!

The Grace told me I didn’t have much of a choice then… Haha… ha… I smiled bitterly. Maybe this wasn’t such a bad thing.

I mean… if I had to die, at least I could die with my family by my side, right?

Of course, I couldn’t hide the truth from them, my precious family. I told them everything—except the part about removing them… well… I didn’t want to risk my family tearing apart, fighting among themselves, or breaking because of my fate.

Hmph!

NO WAY!!

And somehow, they gave me another idea…

My family truly cares about me?

Don’t they?

Hehe… I have a family~

With their help, I managed to prolong my living state, clinging to existence only through the combined will of the souls that I dig up.

Who would have thought… that Grace herself honoured the dead, not by preserving their bodies or keeping their souls, but by placing their memories and wills into the graveyard instead.

She was really something else!

Anyway, I continued to dig into the graves, and everyone looked at me like I was insane, since they saw nothing but dirt and emptiness in the ground. But I saw it… the will in each grave, flickering like hidden flames waiting for someone to notice.

I dug them out… and I took them, binding them to myself, to increase my living state.

I thought my life would remain like this forever… not that I cared too much, but I still smiled, knowing at least I could stay with my family.

Yet… deep inside, I knew. I understood. I was cursed.

My half-soul grew weaker every passing day, fragile as if… with the very next dawn, I might never wake up again.

It was a nightmare… a nightmare that clung to me every single day.

While everyone else loved the idea of death… loved the embrace of Grace, longed for her touch, I… I was different.

I knew death.

I knew life.

And I knew exactly what I wanted.

I… I was scared.

I was worried.

I was… terrified.

I needed to leave something behind before I left this world… I needed to do something so my family would be cared for, even without me… I… I… I needed to have a baby!

That was the very first time in my entire life I ever thought about having a child!

I never imagined, never once believed, that I would hope for a baby of my own. But that’s what they say, isn’t it?

Before dying, leave behind children… so that your legacy will continue.

I needed that—more than anything. But… I knew not just anyone could give me that gift.

I needed a perfect match.

I needed to create a perfect baby, without any of the cursed errors that I had suffered.

A man… a man who was suitable for me!

I needed my baby to live happily, to grow without shame, to be proud of themselves and of me.

And… m-most of all… I needed to pamper them, to smother them with the warmth and affection I never received, the tenderness I never felt in my entire existence.

I… m-my baby…!

That’s when the Third Trial began.

I understood the theme that others struggled to grasp, the hidden meaning they kept missing.

And using that chance, I knew—I needed to win. I needed to win so I could finally ask the one question that only she could answer.

Also, during this time, I stumbled upon the secret of Nightfire… she had two souls inside her body.

Which meant… if I could somehow control her other soul, refine it, and merge it with mine… maybe, just maybe, I could save myself.

I wasn’t certain. I didn’t know if it would work, not even one hundred percent.

Still, I took her—under the name of working with her—so I could keep her close, observe her, and test her in subtle, indirect ways.

And to my surprise… I won the trial too.

So many good things began happening all at once… Maybe… maybe I wasn’t cursed after all!

Haha…

To think these so-called Chosen Ones were foolish enough not to even understand the simplest word…. ’Endure.’

Haha…!

Anyway…

“Who will be my husband?”