The Main Heroines are Trying to Kill Me-Chapter 446: The Moons Regret

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Chapter 446: The Moon's Regret

“Uh...”

The system window that filled the dark room slowly lost its light.

Playback complete...

When the system finally shut down, a heavy silence filled the room.

- Thump, thump...

Lunar, who had been blankly watching Roswyn’s recorded playback, staggered forward.

- Swish...

Reaching the center of the room, she let the lunar mana flow from her trembling hands, illuminating the darkness.

“...Ah.”

At last, the source of the faint floral scent that had filled the room became clear.

“No...”

In the center of the room, a pile of rose petals lay on the floor.

Emitting a faint yet lingering floral fragrance, the petals were withering away, losing their vitality.

“No, wait...”

Watching the petals, Lunar hastily knelt and reached out.

“No no no no!”

Her moonlit hand touched the pile of petals.

- Rustle...

But the rose petals crumbled powerlessly at her touch.

“Could this really have happened?”

Even though Lunar quickly withdrew the lunar mana from her hand, the result was the same.

As if rejecting her touch, the petals continued to crumble.

“...”

Finally giving up on gathering the petals, Lunar bowed her head with a blank expression.

“This isn’t... this isn’t what I wanted...”

She muttered, her voice filled with panic.

“I didn’t want this to happen to you...”

But her voice grew softer and softer.

“I didn’t want you to suffer like this...”

By the end, Lunar’s voice was barely a whisper.

“No...”

She remembered how she had neglected and ignored Roswyn when she was going through a tough time.

At that time, she thought it was a punishment Roswyn deserved.

She never imagined things would turn out this way.

Perhaps, the reason Roswyn made such a decision was partly because she had been left alone by Lunar.

“...”

A book titled “12 Ways to Overcome Depression” that she saw in Roswyn’s room came to mind.

Had she been so mentally troubled to the point of reading such a book?

Regretting her past decisions so deeply was something Lunar never expected.

“I’m sorry, Roswyn...”

Lunar, wearing a dark expression, reached out her hands toward the pile of petals, whispering in a troubled voice.

“I should have considered your perspective too...”

Memories from long ago came flooding back.

Days spent with Roswyn when she was still full of passion, though still spoiled, she was slowly influenced by Lunar.

They went on picnics together, played house, and Lunar even became her tutor.

Back then, Roswyn’s lunchbox always contained food made by Lunar.

And Roswyn’s cheerful, expectant voice declared she would marry the Hero someday.

- Cough, cough...

Suddenly, the image of Roswyn, writing furiously even as she was dying, overlapped in her mind.

“Being your servant, I must take responsibility...”

Clenching her teeth with a sorrowful expression, Lunar whispered with determination.

- Shaaa...

At the same time, a moonlit glow began to emanate from her outstretched hands.

“To the sunset that has faded in vain, let there be light once more...”

Lost in thought, Lunar closed her eyes and used her divinity, causing the petals to slowly rise.

- Crackle... crackle...

The petals gathered together and began to glow.

“...”

Several minutes later.

“...Huff, huff.”

Sweating profusely, Lunar withdrew her hands, muttering in a dazed voice.

“Why... why isn’t this working?”

In front of her, the petals, though regaining some color and fragrance, lay quietly.

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“Excuse me.”

Shortly after, in front of a shabby shop in an imperial back alley.

“Are you still there...?”

Lunar, wearing a robe, knocked urgently on the door.

“Sister...?”

The person Lunar sought was none other than her elder sister, the Star God, creator of this world.

“I have something urgent to ask... could you please open the door...?”

Her second sister, the Sun God, did not remember Roswyn.

The Demon God Eclipse had lost her divinity, and Kania, who had stolen it, also did not remember Roswyn.

In this situation, the only person Lunar could turn to for advice was her eldest sister, the Star God.

- Creak...

Nervously waiting outside, Lunar hurried inside as soon as the door opened.

“Yes, come in?”

“Sister...”

Lunar paused, looking at the Star God who responded before she could even speak.

It had been a long time since the Star God revealed her true form, sitting at the counter.

“...What’s your question?”

“I have a question...”

Glancing at the muscular body slumped beside her, Lunar started speaking again, frowning at her sister’s playful interruption.

“Now’s not the time for jokes, sister...”

“...What could have shaken our usually cold Lunar so much?”

“Do you still remember Roswyn?”

Hearing that, Lunar’s sister tilted her head.

“Who is that?”

Lunar’s face turned pale at her sister’s response.

“Have you forgotten her too...?”

A few days ago, when Lunar had come to ask about Roswyn, her sister had been drunkenly avoiding the question, as if evading the topic.

“Who could forget someone with such a unique name...”

But now, her sister genuinely seemed not to know.

“...I’ll change my question.”

With an even paler face, Lunar asked in a trembling voice.

“What happens when a mortal engages in ‘creation’... specifically?”

“Lunar, that’s impossible...”

“Just explain, please.”

“...”

The Star God, who had been about to dismissively laugh it off, scratched her head and began explaining upon seeing her sister’s serious expression.

“As a consequence, their existence in all timelines gets erased.”

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“More specifically...”

“From the point of erasure, their existence slowly fades backward through time. As if time were flowing in reverse.”

The Star God, her voice sinking slightly as if realizing something, spoke.

“Normally, it would be so instantaneous that no one could perceive it... But the erasure would take longer for those who have known each other for an eternity.”

“...”

“If they are immortals like us, who can live forever, or if they have built memories through repeated cycles.”

As Lunar flinched at these words, the Star God sighed and continued.

“It seems you remember the most, given that you’re the only one who still recalls her.”

While Stellar, the Star God, murmured regretfully, Lunar was far from composed.

“I-is there a way to bring her back?”

Her normally cold and detached expression was now completely distorted, her usual indifference twisted almost to the point of breaking.

“Is there no way to revive her?”

“...”

“I tried to resurrect her... but it didn’t work. I poured all my divinity into it...”

“Lunar.”

“There’s a way, right? You’re the creator god. You made this world.”

Seeing her usually cold-like sister showing such emotion for the first time, Stellar answered with a bitter expression.

“There is no way.”

“...What?”

“She... or he... has completely vanished as a penalty of the system.”

Lunar, in desperation, approached her sister and asked urgently.

“But... we’re gods, right?”

“...Haa.”

“I’ll give up my divinity. There must be something I can do in exchange for giving up my divinity. So...”

“The system is above us.”

But Stellar answered with a firm expression.

“But... Solar...”

“She merely fixed the management system into the form of a system.”

“Then...”

“There is no way to reverse it.”

Hearing a second definitive answer, Lunar started to retreat, speechless.

“No... that can’t be...”

“Well...”

“This can’t be... this isn’t...”

“She must have been precious to you.”

At these words, Lunar sank into a nearby chair and spoke.

“She was precious to all of us.”

“...”

“She was the lock if Glare was the key...”

Tears began to well up in Lunar’s pale face.

“She was the only one who remembered the Zeroth Cycle the most. So she waited endlessly for Ruby to be included in the condition of everyone’s happiness. That’s all she did...”

There was no certainty.

It was true that Roswyn didn’t have a great personality, and Lunar’s assumption that Roswyn remembered the Zeroth Cycle unconsciously was just that—an assumption.

“...I realized it too late.”

But at least for Lunar now, it felt like the truth.

A sad certainty that it might actually be true.

“Sister. I want to turn things back. I don’t mind retiring...”

So, shedding a single tear, Lunar pleaded with her sister.

“Please, save her...”

But her sister just shook her head with a regretful expression.

“...Wait.”

Suddenly, Lunar, who had been bowing her head, overcome by guilt and sadness, stood up abruptly.

“If it’s her...”

Then, with a look of realization, Lunar dashed out of the shop.

“If it’s her, she might be the solution...”

“...”

Watching her with slightly sorrowful eyes, Stellar quietly took a bottle of liquor from the shelf.

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“Huff, huff...”

Gasping for breath, Lunar arrived at a coastal cabin she had visited a few days earlier.

“Excuse me... Oh?”

Without time to rest, she knocked on the door, and then made a puzzled face.

- Creak...

“It’s open...?”

Noticing the door was open, Lunar felt a sense of unease but quickly rushed inside with wide eyes.

“You!”

“...?”

There, she found Glare, who had just woken up and was rubbing her eyes, Lunar urgently grabbed her shoulders and asked.

“Do you remember Roswyn?”

“...Who are you?”

“Do you remember Roswyn or not, please tell me!”

Glare, who had been wary, pulling the blanket up to her face, answered with a bewildered expression to Lunar’s desperate voice.

“...Sorry, I don’t know that name.”

“Oh.”

At these words, Lunar’s body went limp, and she slumped to the floor.

“Do you really... really not remember?”

Erasure of existence applied to Glare as well.

“Um, well... Could you explain?”

Glare, narrowing her eyes while observing Lunar, asked in a gentle voice upon realizing she had no hostility.

“Appearance, looks, voice...”

“Well, she was...”

Trying to cling to hope, Lunar began to explain but soon found herself speechless.

“...What?”

She wanted to desperately describe Roswyn, but she couldn’t.

“Why... why can’t I remember?”

Appearance, looks, voice.

“She was a woman, I think... Wait, was Roswyn a woman?”

Even the memory of whether Roswyn was a woman or a man started to fade.

“Are you okay?”

Glare, worried, reached out to the panicked Lunar, who was clutching her head.

“No...”

But Lunar, terrified, staggered out of the room.

“No!!”

Then, she hurriedly began writing on a piece of paper on the desk.

Don’t forget her.

“Please, please...”

I must remember that she existed.

“Don’t disappear...”

As Lunar frantically scribbled notes, tears began to fall from her eyes.

“I’m sorry...”

The notes about Roswyn began to disintegrate, scattering into the air.

Though she was difficult, she was cute, and though she was jealous, she had many stories, the most radiant in the world...

“I’m sorry...”

The sunset we realized was far too late...

Even as she continued writing, Lunar’s notes continued to vanish into thin air.

“I’m sorry...”

Finally, Lunar, dropping her pen, sat down and buried her face in her knees, sobbing.

“Our sunset...”

All the irritating, exasperating times, the years spent with Roswyn that had driven Lunar to a state of chronic neurosis.

How much she had been fed up with and wanted to forget those clear memories that surfaced every time she closed her eyes.

But ironically, as those vast memories nearly vanished, Lunar finally realized.

“I didn’t want to forget you like this...”

Over all those long years, she had grown attached to Roswyn as much as she had hated her.

As every memory with Roswyn faded, Lunar’s emptiness and regret grew.

“If only I had praised her.”

Understanding her actions now only made Lunar’s regret more intense.

“At the very least, I should have comforted her...”

And with that, even Lunar forgot Roswyn’s existence.

“If not that, at least I should have been there with her at the end as her guardian...”

Leaving only regret and sorrow.

And a lingering trace of memories...

“I’m truly sorry for leaving you alone...”

As dawn broke over the empire.

“Our sunset...”

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