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In her eleventh winter, Soh Baekhyang entered the demonic cult.
“No one will force you to do anything, Baekhyang.”
The old man brought her to the demonic cult’s headquarters. It was like heaven. She was served food morning and night even if she did nothing. A warm bed was provided, and there was no magistrate who whipped people.
“Eat, sleep, or play when you want to. Baekhyang, just live however you like.”
Soh Baekhyang couldn’t believe her ears. Perhaps this was the paradise she had heard of in the legends.
“The adults here are all kind!”
The children of her age smiled heartily.
“They don’t make us do anything.”
“Are they going to make us slaves?”
“Idiot! It’s been a year since I came here but nothing like that happened.”
There were many, many other orphans in paradise—over two thousand at least. More children entered the cult every day. One day during a certain famine, dozens of children arrived on the same day. Soh Baekhyang couldn’t believe how many orphans there were in this world.
“...How did you guys get here?”
The children stared at her in silence for a moment. And then they all spoke at once.
“They said that the harvest was so bad!”
“My mom worked in a brothel...”
“I don’t want to talk about it. Why should I tell you?”
“Thieves with knives went around the village at night!”
“The villagers suddenly got sick.”
“I ran away because they kept beating me.”
Hunger, work, illegitimate birth, thieves, plagues, abuse… Poison flowed out every time the children opened their mouths. It made Soh Baekhyang dizzy.
The poison that had been distilled by hunger was bitter. The stinging poison was from the grudge that started from demeaning work. An illegitimate child carried sharp poison. The thieves’ stabbing left behind cold poison....
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