The Fallen Queeen Turned Into a New Leaf
The End of a Story-1
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“... And in the end, Ha-jun finally understood.”
The nurse's voice had become quieter.
She sat beside the hospital bed, holding a paperback novel in one hand while the other rested loosely against the blanket covering the patient
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“Everything he had done... every cruel word, every cold decision, every person he had pushed away...”
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“He finally understood why.”
The room was dim except for the pale light coming from the machines beside the bed
A soft, rhythmic beeping filled the silence
The man lying beneath the white blanket didn't move
An oxygen mask covered his nose and mouth. His face was thin and pale, his lips almost colorless. His eyes remained half-open, staring somewhere beyond the ceiling
The nurse continued reading
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“But by then, it was already too late.”
Her voice trembled slightly.
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“Ha-jun's beloved was gone.”
She lowered the book for a moment.
The nurse sighed heavily.
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“His Majesty finally realized that the person he had spent years hurting was the only person who had ever truly loved him.”
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“And now he has to live with that regret for the rest of his life.”
The nurse stared at the novel in disbelief.
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“What kind of author writes something like this?”
She snapped the book shut
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“Seriously! Why couldn't they just let them talk to each other?”
The man on the bed remained silent
The nurse glanced toward him.
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“Sorry, Mr. Lee. I'm complaining again.”
She gave an embarrassed little smile
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“You've been listening to me rant about this novel for days.”
Lee Do-hyun had been sick for so long that silence had practically become part of his personality.
She placed the novel beside the bed and picked up his medicine
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“Come on. Medicine first.”
She carefully helped him take it.
After checking the oxygen tube and the machines, she pulled the blanket slightly higher around him.
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“Please get better soon, Mr. Lee.”
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“You've been fighting for so long.”
She hesitated before adding quietly,
Do-hyun's eyes shifted toward her.
Through the transparent oxygen mask, his breathing was slow and faint.
The nurse didn't notice the slight movement.
She gathered her things and left the room.
The end of the story-2
Do-hyun stared at the ceiling.
His body felt unbearably heavy
Every breath seemed borrowed.
Every heartbeat seemed slower than the one before
Lee Do-hyeon/35
Ha-jun...💭
Lee Do-hyeon/35
That little boy.💭
Do-hyun couldn't stop thinking about him
The novel had described Ha-jun as a child who had grown up surrounded by people but had never truly known affection
His mother, the Empress Yoon Yeon-seo, hated him
His father, the Emperor, barely acknowledged him
And the people around him whispered about him because of the terrible reputation of his mother
Do-hyun's fingers curled weakly beneath the blanket
Lee Do-hyeon/35
How can an author do that to a child?💭
His heart hurt whenever he thought about Ha-jun.
A child shouldn't have to learn loneliness that young.
A child shouldn't have to wonder whether his own mother hated him.
Do-hyun slowly opened his eyes.
For the first time in years, there was something almost like longing in them.
Lee Do-hyeon/35
“If I were there...”
His voice was barely audible beneath the oxygen mask
Lee Do-hyeon/35
“I'd change it.”
He knew it was impossible.
Lee Do-hyeon/35
“I wouldn't let Ha-jun end up like that.”
His eyelids became heavier.
A strange pressure suddenly spread through his head.
The oxygen mask fogged with his increasingly rapid breathing.
The ceiling seemed to tilt
Lee Do-hyeon/35
What's happening...?💭
He tried to press the nurse's call button.
The pain exploded through his skull
Lee Do-hyeon/35
“...Nurse...”
His voice disappeared into the mask
The machines beside him began beeping faster
Her expression changed immediately
Several footsteps hurried toward the room
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“His condition is dropping!”
Do-hyun could hear voices becoming distant.
Someone was calling his name.
Someone was telling him to stay awake.
Everything was becoming strangely peaceful.
The last thought that crossed his mind was not about his company.
Not even about his own life.
It was about a child from a story.
Lee Do-hyeon/35
Ha-jun...💭
Lee Do-hyeon/35
I hope someone loves you someday.💭
The doctors continued working.
The machines continued screaming.
But there was nothing left to save.
He had spent thirty-five years waiting for life to become kinder.
Just before death took him, he had wished to save someone else.
Perhaps the universe had been listening.
Because somewhere far beyond the world he knew...
A story was waiting for him.
A Heaven Where I Can Walk-1
That was the first thing Lee Do-hyun noticed, There was no pain
No hospital machine beeping beside him, No oxygen mask pressing against his face, No nurse's worried voice
Then, slowly... He felt something beneath his back, Something soft and Warm and strangely comfortable... His eyebrows twitched
Do-hyun slowly opened his eyes… The first thing he saw was a ceiling… Not the white hospital ceiling he had stared at for years
This one was made of dark wooden beams, decorated with intricate traditional patterns.
Soft sunlight filtered through paper windows, painting the room in a warm golden glow.
His eyes moved around the room. Wooden furniture, Traditional Korean decorations.
Everything looked as though it had been pulled straight out of an old historical drama…Do-hyun stared blankly.
He tried to remember what had happened
The last thing he remembered was thinking about Ha-jun... Then darkness... His expression slowly changed.
There was no other explanation
He had been suffering from a terminal brain tumor
He knew his body better than anyone
He had known that death was coming. Perhaps this was heaven
He tried to move... Then stopped
His legs hadn't moved properly for years
He had spent most of his life unable to walk
Even when he had wanted to stand, his body had refused to cooperate.
So perhaps death hadn't changed anything
Maybe even heaven had decided to give him the same useless body
MC
Even after dying, I still can't walk
He tried shifting his legs with his hands
but he wasn't able to do that
He felt a strange pressure around his ankles.
There were long strips of fabric wrapped around both ankles, securing his legs to the bed.
His mouth slowly fell open
He tried moving his right leg
Do-hyun froze... His eyes widened… He moved it again.
His breathing stopped...Then he moved his left leg
It moved too...His hands trembled
For thirty-five years, Do-hyun had forgotten what it felt like to move without thinking about whether his body would obey him.
He stared at his legs as though they were some impossible miracle
Then his eyes began to shine
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