Naoma stood before me, blocking my view from the prism.
Kim was nowhere to be seen. It was only me and her.
Again.
“Please don’t,” she said.
Ralia: Dokkaebi is split in two. You need to drain her light before destroying whatever she is.
“You see her, too?” I shouted.
“Petya, please.” She held my hands to her chest. “Don’t do this!”
Ralia: Yes. It’s his game. She’s weakening you with each second. You need to drain her light. Pull her essence into you.”
“How?” I shouted.
Naoma started to slap my shoulder. “You promised you would never hurt me! You’re such a liar! I knew you would fail me!”
Ralia: Zhu needs to consume it. It is Dokkaebi, Petya.
I shook my head. I knew it was an illusion, but my heart still wanted to fix whatever I had done to her. My split minds battled between illusion and reality. It was not as simple as a cast image. This was Naoma. Part of me believed that beyond a doubt.
“Let me consume it,” Zhu said.
I started to cry. Real or not, it would result in the same pain.
Zhu was my Bite’s core. Eating teeth was the only thing that kept him thriving.
I grabbed her shoulders, weeping as I prepared to do the thing I promised her I would never would.
I threw her to the ground, reached inside her mouth, and pulled out her perfect teeth. I ate them, feeling bliss and hatred for myself cloud out every other feeling.
Until I started to feed, I hadn’t realized how much this thing was draining me. My reserve was depleting with each emotional impact. I was on the brink of succumbing, but the teeth saved me.
Eating a portion of Dokkaebi through Naoma’s teeth had preserved my atrophying mind.
She was delicious.
I wanted to vomit.
I put my lips to hers, gave her a kiss, then devoured the teeth from their source. We wept together, making each passing second more agonizing than the last.
Chapter thirty-two
Tears in Space
Naoma’s beautifully broken face faded. I was staring at the toothless face of some councilwoman who was well dead.
I stood, wiped my mouth, then flew back into the wall for what felt like the tenth time in the last ten minutes.
I burned my Bite reserve, stood, and jumped out of the way of Kim–Dokkaebi’s charge a breath before impact.
I gazed around the room. My family and friends were gone. The councilmember’s corpses had taken their places.
Black light claws covered my hands and I charged toward the beast of a man.
I dodged his strike and tore apart his chest from the middle with my claws.