Chapter 8 – Miracle / Escape From Reality

08. Miracle / Escape from reality

The absurd sound you hear at that time.

“Do you want to move?”

I was so dumbfounded that I spoke to the monk whose mouth was only visible with his hood pulled down.

What? What do you mean? Are you a bastard?

Fortunately, my tongue was so stiff that I couldn’t speak.

Now I was in huge debt.

Fortunately, the convent was paying for my treatment under the condition that it took out a loan in my name.

Fortunately…

Is it fortunate?

It might be better to just die.

I was dazed and blinked because my eyes hurt.

“How much do you believe in Reverse Heaven Adventism?”

The man puffed his face.

Evil! No! This bastard molested me..!

I made eye contact with this man who raised his face.

I felt like I was being sucked into this man’s pupils.

I was staring blankly into those eyes.

As if I was trapped in this man’s eyes.

I couldn’t do anything.

Time passes without knowing how many minutes or hours.

The man put his hood back on and looked down at me in silence.

I felt pain in my eyes and closed them.

What did you do..

As soon as I looked into that man’s eyes, it felt like time stopped and I couldn’t do anything.

It seems like my thoughts have stopped.

I think I saw his face his his his …

I couldn’t even remember the face of that middle-aged…Man?

I was angry at this discomfort.

Myself, unable to resist anything.

Originally I couldn’t do anything, but I felt like everything I could do had been taken away.

“Hmm… Why is this kind of person a candidate for apostle..”

Apostle…Candidate? What kind of bullshit is this?

“We will treat you first in the name of Yeokcheon Adventist Church. When you open your eyes, you will be able to move. I will give you the next medicine the next time we meet.”

What! What are you talking about! What..

And took out the injection.

I felt like the thought had stopped. Injection? You’re not even a doctor?

Then this crazy guy had an IV connected to my arm.

I started injecting the injection solution into the inlet.

No…No.

I don’t want to die.

That’s how I fell asleep.

*

Umm…

I want to sleep more..

Mom…

Mom…

Mom- I miss you.

Tears of sadness flowed.

Should I wipe my tears..?

Before I knew it, I was raising my hand and wiping away my tears.

“Uh..? Ugh..Um…Maa.”

The body…Moved.

Huh?

What kind of situation is this?

I couldn’t believe this reality for a while.

I shed tears of joy.

A miracle.. A miracle!

I rang the bell above my head.

Tiing-! Tiing-! Tiing-!

I pressed continuously.

“Hey! Noisy! You bitch! Why the fuck..”

The old lady who slept next to me jumped up and started yelling at me, then looked at my face and covered her mouth.

“Uh… Obviously..”

While the pouty-haired grandmother was blinking, the nurses came to visit.

“Uh? Patient Jian Kim? Huh?”

The nurse who came into our room as if she was bothered looked at me and immediately dropped the documents she was holding.

Without even picking it up, I started running somewhere.

“Teacher!!”

*

He closes the chart, looks at me and says in disbelief.

“It’s a miracle. I have recovered a lot. “

The doctor held my hand tightly and said.

“We will have to wait and see what happens in the future, but… “

That’s how I was able to move my body.

From that day on, I became a faithful worker of Yeokcheon Adventist Church.

It had no choice but to happen.

Because you can do anything to get the treatment.

***

I am Kang Ji-an.

As I said last time, among the nuns, there were some who seemed like benevolent saints,

It is true that there are many women like stepmothers with broken personalities.

Punishments that were often received were playing with food for not being able to study well, not being good at handwriting, or not listening.

They don’t feed you and tell you to only drink water.

This is truly such a petty punishment.

Because my attention span was quite weak, there were many times when I couldn’t complete my self-study.

And I just couldn’t listen to the really boring religion-related classes.

As if they were trying to brainwash us, they kept asking us questions and asking us to guess the answers.

I have always been a young person with learning difficulties.

It wasn’t easy to memorize praise songs.

I memorized it and then forgot it.

Ha…

Why do I have to memorize this?

We had to recite poetry, sing hymns, and recite prayers.

Honestly, it was so hard.

That’s why I always try not to take religion classes.

My favorite thing is fantasy novels.

Magic.

Miracle.

My heart races when I see the main character doing such mysterious things.

I always dream of miracles.

When I close my eyes, I become a different person.

When I close my eyes and open them, I’m somewhere else.

And controlling the mind.

I hope Sister Rocket will obey my words.

I wish I could make a copy of the money and give it to Woojin.

I dreamed of many things that could not happen in reality.

In reality, he is an idiot who can’t even follow the religious classes taught at the religious center.

He is an outcast who cannot even get along with his friends.

The undergraduate students at the place I go to school hate me, calling me a cult member who believes in a strange religion.

The religious center hates me, calling me a heretic and a satan who believes in another religion and disobeys the word of God.

Until now, I didn’t really know why they hated me.

Sister Rocket taught me what Woojin didn’t teach me.

Why does everyone hate me?

He told me something that no one had told me directly.

That’s how I faced reality for once.

Actually, I knew it.

Is it really like that? It went down like this.

What are you asking me to do? Even if I want to change my religious center, I can’t escape it.

If it weren’t for Woojin and Sister Rocket, I might have run away from the religious center again.

Because of them, I will never go anywhere.

And studying faith diligently at a religious center?

I tried to do it too.

But strangely, I felt sleepy.

It was kind of cringy and embarrassing.

Ugh.. I couldn’t bear it.

As the abbess said, I think the problem is my birth.

And if it’s not something I like, I have a hard time concentrating and quickly think of something else.

However, there were many people who did not understand me.

Ha…Why are there so many shortcomings?

It’s annoying.

I was labeled as someone who was less focused than others.

Studying religion. Studying faith. I have to keep getting scolded because I can’t keep up with everything and can’t concentrate.

I am truly a cleaning master.

It’s my job to stay and sweep and clean every day.

The nuns seem to be tired of me and no longer expect anything from me.

I am the one who made them lift up both hands and both feet because they were persistent and did not give up for several years.

Like me, a few people hated listening to it, but none of them lasted more than 6 months.

“You are poisonous. Really. It’s respect. Respect.”

Finally, someone who became a religious person said.

“Aren’t you from a different religion?”

“Well.. I still like that religion, but the doctrine of Reverse Heaven Religion is not bad. As I listened, I understood and adapted. “Just listen with an open mind.”

“Okay.”

Other peers know that I call them cults.

That’s why there are a lot of people who really don’t like me.

Honestly… There are a lot of fanatics in this convention!

I remember last weekend.

I couldn’t even eat breakfast and was hungry until lunch time.

I still can’t forget last weekend.

I had no time to gain weight. There is no room to grow taller.

I am actually shorter than my peers. So how can you seduce Sister Rocket?

If you’re not as tall as others, doesn’t that mean you can’t seduce Sister Rocket? These thoughts made me anxious.

If you think about it, you are a senior or junior from several religious centers. In other words, although my brothers and sisters could not eat much, there were many times when I could not eat any more.

In other words, the reason I’m short is because I haven’t been able to eat much.

Because I often starved.

It’s all because the devilish nuns starved me.

Because they thought I was rebelling.

Punishment.

As I received a variety of punishments for various reasons, I became truly me.

Um… There are times when I wonder if I’m going crazy.

Sometimes, when it’s too painful, you hear nothing.

I feel like a real devil is starting to grow in my heart?

Maybe I feel that way more because I read so much fantasy.

In fact, it may be something I desperately want.

The commonly called contract with the devil.

I also want to make a contract with the devil and live a short and bold life.

Life is difficult when you get hit here and there.

Woojin Hyung, Sister Jian of Rocket Breasts.

I wouldn’t have been able to survive without them.

Even with them, it’s hard… But without them, I might have become a real problem child.

Satan, the cult members of the religious center mock me and talk behind my back.

Satan is really in my heart.

No, there is Satan in the hearts of everyone in the religious center.

What? Respect and consideration? Should we become one?

You are the devil!

Harassing me! Be rude!

…

Sometimes, when I feel so wronged, I can’t control myself and cry a lot.

I want to get rid of everyone except Woojin and Sister Rocket.

Ah, I want to tie up pretty nuns and use them as my slaves.

Giggling.

I started laughing out loud.

Suddenly, I felt someone’s gaze, so I looked up and there was someone looking at me like I was sick.

I was embarrassed so I lowered my head and walked quickly.

When I looked around, it was a place I didn’t know.

I got lost in my imagination and went far.

I should just walk straight.

It’s fun to walk without a destination like this while imagining it.

I started to imagine again.

Dragging pretty nuns around like a sow.

Sounds fun.

Every time I don’t make the right sound,

You have to tie them with rope, strip them, and starve them.

Like you didn’t feed me.

If you don’t listen, I’ll beat you with a cane.

Suddenly tears come to my eyes.

A memory suddenly passed through my head.

A lame former prioress.

There were a lot of wrinkles.

“Hey! Kang Ji-an, give me your hand!”

The former head nun was very violent.

Although I’ve gone somewhere else now.

They were beaten 10 times on the hands and buttocks with a cane.

I really didn’t want to be beaten, so I cried and fell to my knees.

Then other peers started laughing.

“Then until 6pm tonight! Memorize the parts that other friends have memorized! Otherwise, you will find out where Satan really goes to hell!”

I’ll send you to hell!

If I were Satan, I would take the former head nun to hell.

Really.

It will burn in a roaring fire.

I won’t kill you.

Just keep suffering.

I will harass you.