About

A child abandoned on the roadside in the middle of winter, as white snow fell softly. That was the very beginning of my life. Born as a commoner without even knowing my parents or siblings, the life given to me was far too harsh, and I had to live through each damnably cruel day with everything I had. Then, by chance, I caught the eye of a high-ranking official and entered the Geomgye, a secret society of swordsmen. Was that luck, or was it a curse? There, I lived a life far more subhuman than anything before. A life more miserable than that of a beast. Holding a sword and cutting people down eventually became as natural to me as breathing. Taking someone's life, washing my blood-stained hands, and waiting for the next order as if nothing had happened. That was my way of survival. I didn't blink an eye in the face of death, and even when my own life was at stake, the will to live was faint. Then one day, I set out on another mission to take a life. But for some reason, nothing went as planned that day. I fell into a trap, took a blade to my own body, and collapsed on the cold ground, spilling blood. I thought I was dying, but I had no regrets. Continuing a life like this felt more horrific to me. Just then, a noble couple passing by happened to find me. They did not turn away from my bloodied form and insisted on taking me in to save my life. When I opened my eyes after hovering between life and death for days, a couple I had never seen before was sitting in front of me. They, who seemed to hold a very high status, made me an unexpected offer. It was for me To become the wife of their only son. Their son had suffered from a terrible illness since birth, and even the physicians agreed he would not live long. So they were looking for a woman to take on his misfortune in his stead, and they happened to find me, who had returned from the brink of death. They asked only one thing of me: to live as their daughter-in-law while hiding my identity and absorbing his ill fate. In return, I would be given enough wealth to live in comfort for the rest of my life. At first, I considered it just another transaction. I didn't need love or affection. I just had to pretend to be a wife and take my promised share. Since my life wasn't precious to me anyway, taking on someone else's misfortune was no big deal. But ridiculously enough, from the moment I began staying under the same roof as him, things I had never seen before began to appear in my life. A face that smiles brightly like sunshine whenever he sees me. A warm hand that wraps around my cold hand without hesitation. Kind words spoken to me without expecting anything in return. All my life, I had only learned how to cut and kill, but he taught me how to live. He gave me warmth I had never received from anyone, and he cherished me, a useless person, just for being me. And so, for the first time, I came to love staying by someone's side, and I began to hope that his smile would last forever. When you gave me that dazzling, sun-like smile, when you reached out your warm hand to me, when you told me you loved me, I couldn't help but love you. So I willingly gave my all. If my useless life could make your days shine even a little more brilliantly, I would give it as many times as needed.