The Savior Of The Abandoned

All I had in this life was a sense of smell, a small body, and thick hair that covered my eyes. It was hard to see well. All I could see was a black and white world. Still, as a small child, I was able to talk.

But I couldn’t give up like this.

There was a gentle, familiar scent that penetrated keenly. There was that warm embrace. There were those eyes that suffered all the sadness and pain in the world. As long as I remember those things, I will find them again.

“I’ll save you. I’ll help you.”

We said these words to each other countless times. It seemed I couldn’t keep that promise in this lifetime. Even though it was always broken like that, it was sincere. Even if we can’t protect each other, we can share even a little warmth.

It was, after all, a very windy day. Cars passed by, horns honking sharply and nervously. The world has changed and developed a lot. It’s unfamiliar and far more dangerous. The more it went on, the more worried I was.

A flash of light.

I heard a terrible sound somewhere.

The thin scent was also more distinct. Then, the smell of blood spread all over the place. I ran and ran. And when I finally lost the scent, I could feel my already cold skin cooling down.

Ahhhh. We got mixed up like this again.

No, no.

Even though I was born as a person who can’t protect others, I have taken care of myself. That other life was too short. I diligently wanted to return to you and did not hesitate to live the life of this little, unfair and small creature again.

I will give you all my breath, love, and sorrow.

Because I don’t have a dream. May your wishes come true. May you no longer get sick. I just hope that I don’t have to face such a lonely death.

Please, the Being who controls the energy, principle, and life and death of the world. Please grant all hope to this beautiful and poor one.

It is enough for me to glance at her smiling face once more.

1. Avriel’s Story

Edmul Actimum. It is a dark green liquid, just like the name of the villain in the dark.

I stared at the vial of terrible liquid that is enormously powerful with just one or two drops.

At most, it was a small bottle about the length of an adult’s little finger, but even a giant elephant will fall asleep for a week after drinking half the bottle.

With just one or two drops, I, Avriel, the current owner of this slender woman’s body, will sleep soundly throughout the night.

I know it is that vicious villain Bylon Dwight, who puts the people around me to sleep and exploits whenever he commits a misdeed.

Because I, Avriel Devucie, have read this novel before.

That’s right.

I’ve been reborn as Avriel Devucie, an extra scapegoat in the hit romance fantasy novel Never Get Married. I don’t know how this happened.

My last memory of my previous life was me walking aimlessly in the rain and sobbing.

It was because that day I was thrown away callously.

“I, I’m sorry… Well, Well my feelings for you all this time… So, that’s… I think that’s only sympathy…”

Those were the last words of the person I had been dating for 6 years, who cowardly denied all our past.

He’s not even sure about the nature of my feelings!

It’s not like I’m putting my finger on it because I’m ‘sympathetic’ to the end.

I felt so weak and miserable that I trusted, depended on, and loved such a child. I struggled to hold back my tears. But as soon as he said what he had to say and disappeared from my sight, a wailing cry escaped my throat.

I walked without direction for a long time while crying in the rain.

I had been abandoned again. I was abandoned as soon as I was born.

Newborn baby number 017, I was abandoned and placed in front of an orphanage. That was me. I was found on Tuesday, and my name became Hwayeon. Then I was handed the most common surname, Kim. Kim Hwayeon.

That’s how I was abandoned. I had been abandoned since birth, but it was never a feeling I could get used to.

It was always bitter.

And he was my first love. I entered the university as a full scholarship student and met him at the first group blind date. He confessed first that he wanted to date me. I was grateful that someone liked me. So for the next six years, we dated from the age of 20 and promised to get married.

But he was always busy with his medical school studies and preparing for national exams. Of course, I was always last on his schedule.

To be honest, I, who lived hard in everything, was also eager to wait for him.

While he was ignoring my attempts to communicate and avoiding me without saying goodbye, I was such a clueless being. It was unfair. I loved him. I was so busy with my studies, I believed his excuse that I couldn’t meet him because of the preparation for the national exam. And so I waited and waited.

I thought he seemed sympathetic. That’s how I crushed my first love for six years since I was 20 years old. It’s not my fault that I grew up as an orphan, but nevertheless, I had been living my life with all my might.

My first love started so chaotically, and I remained honestly in love for a long time.

Even though I felt that his heart had cooled, I sincerely hoped that he would look back between us. I hoped–No, I longed for it.

However, after the national exam, I was not invited to his medical school graduation, which I had been anticipating for some time.

I didn’t know at the time, but later, he became the rising star of the mayor. Right before graduating, he married someone else and invited his family to the medical school graduation ceremony.

I never thought that he would pursue a marriage that quickly, as if he was sold, under conditions that would help his medical life after graduation.

Not only that, one day his mother and sister suddenly barged into my house to berate and humiliate me. The two of them said harsh things to me, pointed fingers at me, pushed my shoulder several times, and then they told me to bear their mistreatment. His older sister groaned, as if wanting to slap me as a thank you for not upsetting the whole household.

“Whose faith are you planning to ruin? You should know where you belong! How dare you look at me like that!”

His mother was determined to verbally abuse me as if to punish me for the unforgivable sin of dreaming to marry him.

“Mom, you have to be patient. There’s nothing we can do about it. He didn’t grow up learning from anything. Let’s be patient, Mom.

“When our Sijoon sees a poor person, or even a stray cat on the street he will feed them right away. He is so kind and you’re so pitiful. That’s what you’re playing at, huh? Hey, you’re not a charity, so don’t cling like that in the future. Are you thinking that act will get Sijoon to marry you? Besides, did you think Sijoon wouldn’t go to the graduation ceremony if you weren’t there?”

Still, I hadn’t heard the breakup notice from him myself, and I thought I should look at his face for the last time.

But all my feelings were denied.

I was drenched while walking in the rain. I just wanted to disappear. I wanted to melt in tears and disappear.

I was drunk with sadness, trembling with a sense of betrayal, and without realizing it, I headed to the orphanage. I don’t know why I went there.

After leaving the orphanage, I swore I would never return. I wanted to blend into society, meet someone, have my own family, and live the life of an orphan who was no longer abandoned.

I pretended to not be from an orphanage. The days when I lived there didn’t seem to exist at all, but the six years of hard and brave life were swept away like bubbles. Suddenly, I was missing the place where I had been abandoned because no one wanted me.

And there I was, standing with the orphanage right in front of me.

I was hit by a car speeding in the rain.

At that moment, I thought that I never wanted to be abandoned by anyone again.

I had thought it wasn’t a very lonely life. No, it was a lonely, lonely life.

All the memories slowly came to mind.

I remembered the people who were kind to me, the nursery school teachers who gave me a warm smile even though there were times when I scolded them.

A warm and soft ray of light wrapped around me, and the love and sorrow, desire and anger that filled my life, the one who made me cry and laugh in my short life.

A tremendous vortex of light at the end of a past life that was so wretchedly mutilated.

Like a collaboration between the rainbow and the Milky Way, at the border of two different worlds that transcends unrealistic time and space, where full colors and dazzling star clusters connect, I struggled with the new sensations in my body.

Then it disappeared. What remained and filled me until the end was a fierce resentment.

I realized that I was dead. After I died, I felt that I was being moved somewhere, leaving my body and breath in the world I lived in.

In the end, I couldn’t let go of the painful and sad things that filled me.

I wondered, If I shake it all off, will I be able to reach heaven? Can I be loved there?

No, such a blessing will not happen to me.

If so, then I will really stop. When everything was over, I didn’t want to suffer anymore.

As all my senses were about to pass out for the last time, a soft, powerful voice pierced my ear and said.

“I’ll grant your wish, I’ll make your best wish come true.”

If so, if only so–

I don’t want to be abandoned.

I don’t want to be abandoned again.

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That’s how fervently I repeated it. Then I let go of all my grudges and regrets.