Kidnapped Dragons (KR Web Novel)

As darkness coloured the night sky and stars shined within, a man lying on the sofa opened his eyes.

The starry night sky visible through the window was beautiful. Since thats what everyone else says, that must be the case.

However, he could not sympathise with that thought as for him, the stars hanging in the night sky did not make him feel anything.

Every night, the man tried to sleep but that was merely a matter of formality. In order to recover the lost daily lives, and to understand the emotions of ordinary people, he would close his eyes at night and induce his physical movements to a state similar to sleeping.

But, he did not fall asleep. To be exact, he could not fall asleep.

Spending time like a person with insomnia, he would occasionally feel like his body was being buried inside darkness. Like letting a drop of blood into a clear lake, the boundaries between his body and the darkness would become fainter and whenever that happened, his five senses buried in darkness likewise turned hazy.

As if he was watching someone elses life from the side, he himself was there, but at the same time it felt like there was something else apart from himself.

It wasnt a great feeling.

Currently, he was sensing his senses becoming fainter. Even then, things were better off in this round because it only happened during night. In the previous rounds, there was no such thing as day and night.

And such senses of his would become clear again when killing an enemy. Theenemy mentioned here referred to those falling under his perception of an enemy.

There were several regulations he followed when discerning an enemy.

If there was any possibility of them hastening the Apocalypse, or had a history of doing so, or was a demon… plus individuals, groups, concepts and phenomena that could not be left alive.

Whenever he killed those enemies, and felt the Apocalypse visibly furthering away; only then would Yu Jitae feel his scattered sensations gathering and becoming clearer. Because he found his hazy sensations unpleasant, a not-so-small pleasure followed him when killing an enemy.

It was dangerous, to feel joy from killing humans. As he had felt throughout his life while seeing all sorts of entertainments, the joys coming from these sorts of entertainment were short-lived, and became smaller as its frequency increased, and would result in a self-destructive form when addicted. Thus, ever since a certain round, Yu Jitae restrained himself from unnecessary violence and murder.

Even then, there had yet to be a round as peaceful as this one.

Therefore, the Regressor was slightly anxious.

He thought he needed to immediately run out through that door and massacre those that had to be killed. His history of failure continuing on for hundreds and dozens of years became a stamp, sealed in a corner of his brain and made him uneasy.

“…”

While lying down, Yu Jitae turned his head and stared at the wall of the living room. On the other side of the wall, three dragons would be sleeping on his bed.

A peaceful house, dragons as individual selves, and himself as a guardian.

Suddenly, he had a thought that this place wasnt suited for himself, like a flower garden of natural colours having a hideous rock within. The mere fact that he was imitating a persons sleep despite his inability to was a proof.

However, the things he had to do wouldnt change just because he felt that, and that was just another addition to the sense of distance he had to persevere.

Once again, he closed his eyes.

In that moment, a small voice was heard whispering away. He didnt have an interest in voyeurism or eavesdropping. The fact that he could still hear something, must be because one of the dragons directly increased their own presence.

It most likely was Bom.

– That, is a macaron… un…? Its not a macaron…?

Then, Kaeul talking in her sleep was heard.

– Then…? A, a fatcaron…? Twice as fat…?

His sixth sense caught Boms hand caressing Kaeuls hair in her sleep.

– Yeorum, are you going to sleep while hugging that?

The next voice he heard belonged to Bom.

– Yeah, I think Ill have a deep sleep.

– You mustve liked it. But swords arent meant to be hugged while sleeping.

– Im going to masturbate with this as well though.