Reunion with the Ruined
Eunji couldn't believe her eyes, even as she stared directly at the man collapsed on the floor. As far as she knew, Taehyun was away on a business trip. They had exchanged texts and even spoken on the phone just yesterday. It made absolutely no sense.
"W-what... What the hell is this?!"
"What do you mean, what is it? You clearly recognize him, so why ask me? Isn't it obvious just by looking?"
Dohyun's playful, smirking face no longer belonged to the man Eunji had been with just moments ago. Whether the person on the floor was actually Taehyun or not, stuffing a human being inside a box and presenting him as a "gift" was the height of madness.
"This is impossible... We literally talked on the phone yesterday..."
"Oh, that? Naturally, that was me. This guy has been sitting inside this box since yesterday."
"No way... The voice on the phone was definitely Taehyun's! There's no way I would mistake your voice for his!"
"Come on, in this day and age, there are plenty of voice modulation programs. You think I couldn't fake a voice?"
Eunji couldn't find the words to reply. If Dohyun had access to Taehyun's phone, sending texts was easy enough. And as for the voice, while she didn't know if voice modulation programs were actually that advanced, it sounded plausible. In reality, Dohyun had simply used magic to mimic Taehyun's voice perfectly.
Just then, the collapsed man opened his eyes, his gaze meeting Eunji's. In a weak, barely audible voice, he mumbled.
"Han... Eun... ji..."
The moment her name slipped from the man's lips, Eunji's heart forced her to accept the truth: this really was Taehyun.
"Oh, looks like he's finally waking up. Go on, tell Eunji who you are. Pfft, haha!"
Taehyun flinched at the sound of Dohyun's voice, but he didn't move. Having been locked inside a cramped box all day, he was utterly exhausted, both physically and mentally.
"My, did I keep him locked up too long? The poor thing has no energy... So, how is it? Do you like my gift?"
"Gift?! To hell with that! What... what did you do to Taehyun?!"
Hearing Eunji's outburst, Dohyun kept his smiling face, folding his fingers one by one as if counting down a list.
"Let's see... I pumped him full of female hormones, and right now, I've got him drinking water laced with drugs to keep him nice and hazy. Oh, and I cut off his balls. I looked up how they used to castrate people back in the day, and it was surprisingly easy to find."
Dohyun rattled off the horrific things he had done to Taehyun without a single change in his expression, leaving Eunji reeling as if she had been struck in the head with a blunt object.
As Eunji stared at him in sheer horror, Dohyun grew even more animated.
"When I first kidnapped him, he resisted so much. He even tried to escape! So, as a punishment, I cut off his balls, cooked them up, and fed them to him. After that, he went a little crazy and couldn't keep his head straight. He'd mumble your name from time to time, you know? So, as a special treat, I brought him here to let him see you. Consider him your gift."
"...You psycho... How could you do this to a human being..."
"Yeah, I am a psycho. How else could someone do this without being crazy? Right, sissy?"
From Dohyun's behavior and the flow of the conversation, Eunji could guess that "sissy" referred to Taehyun. She had no idea why he called him that, or what the word even meant in the first place.
Aside from Dohyun, who was chatting away excitedly in the bedroom, no one could utter a proper word. Eunji was too stunned by the unbelievable sight before her to even think of speaking.
Taehyun tried to answer when Dohyun called him, but his strength was entirely gone; he didn't even have the energy to speak. In truth, the mental fortitude that had kept him going until now had already shattered into dust.
"Wait, isn't this supposed to be a tearful reunion between husband and wife? I thought the sissy would react more dramatically upon seeing you, Eunji. This is a bit dull. What a letdown."
Dohyun nudged Taehyun's back with his foot, wearing the disappointed pout of a child whose toy had broken. Watching him, the word demon flashed through Eunji's mind. The man standing before her was a demon incarnate.
Until she saw Taehyun, Eunji had genuinely enjoyed her time with Dohyun. But seeing this horrific sight, any affection she had felt for him instantly evaporated. She began to retrace how she had met Dohyun in the first place.
It was true that their relationship had started because Eunji had approached him first. But now she realized that even if Dohyun had been the one to approach her, the result would have been the same. From that moment on, Eunji had lived with her mind entirely consumed by Dohyun, while Taehyun had vanished from the house under the guise of a "business trip."
She hadn't thought much of it at the time, but looking back now, she could only conclude that Dohyun had orchestrated everything. The fact that she could never find any information on Dohyun, no matter how hard she searched, flashed through her mind, cementing her suspicions into absolute certainty.
"Why... why are you doing this?! What did we ever do to you?! Did someone hire you? Did someone pay you to do this to us?!"
Eunji screamed at Dohyun in desperate frustration. She had no memory of this man. If they hadn't personally offended him, then she could only assume someone else had hired him to ruin their lives. The thought spilled out of her mouth instantly.
At that moment, the smile vanished from Dohyun's face, replaced by a cold, deadpan expression. It was a look Eunji had never seen on him before.
"This is starting to get boring. Why do all of you say the exact same thing..."
"W-what do you mean..."
With Dohyun's demeanor shifting 180 degrees, a chill of fear ran down Eunji's spine, and she began to slide backward.
"You still don't know who I am, do you? I actually had a backup plan in case you recognized me, but it seems you're still completely clueless."
Eunji's mind raced as she tried to process his words.
I know him...? Who is he...?
Eunji desperately searched her memory for any man who matched Dohyun's description. A man with a perfect physique, and the kind of wealth and power to erase his own existence without a trace. She doubted she had ever known such a man, but she racked her brain anyway, trying to piece it together.
While Eunji was lost in thought, Dohyun strode toward her, closing the distance. Seeing him approach, Eunji tried to scramble away, but Dohyun was far too fast. He lunged forward and grabbed her by the throat with one hand, lifting her off the ground just as he had during their sex earlier.
"Ack! G-gah!"
Eunji thrashed, beating her fists against Dohyun's arms and kicking wildly to break his suffocating grip. Of course, her desperate struggles didn't hurt him in the slightest; they didn't even tickle.
"This is such a cliché routine. If anyone were watching us, they'd probably complain about the repetitive plot. How is it that every single one of you forgets me so easily..."
"Ugh... P-please, spare me..."
"No thanks. And for the record, what I'm doing to you right now is exactly what you guys did to me. What did you call it again... the 'Suicide Game'?"
The words "Suicide Game" pierced through Eunji's suffocating mind. She had never used that term at any other point in her life except during high school.
The Suicide Game? That... that was what we did in high school... Then, could it be?! No, that's impossible. That guy is dead. Taehyun and I searched everywhere, and when he vanished without a trace, we concluded he died...
Eunji wanted to say something, but Dohyun's grip tightened, choking out any sound before it could leave her throat.
"The Suicide Game. How many times did you guys play that with me? Demanding that I explain exactly how painful it is to hang by the neck and suffocate. Looking back, if you guys had waited just a little longer to let me down, I might not even be here today. Ahaha!"
Dohyun chuckled as he spoke, as if reminiscing about fond childhood memories with old friends. The reality of his words, however, was anything but beautiful.
Knowing she would pass out if he choked her any longer, Dohyun tossed Eunji onto the bed.
"Cough, cough! *Hack, hack!*"
Collapsing onto the mattress, Eunji gasped greedily for air, clutching her bruised throat as she coughed violently.
"To be honest, I wanted a much more dramatic reaction when you two finally reunited. I wanted you, Eunji, to look at the sissy and scream, 'Why the hell did you bring this hideous monster here?' If you had said that, the sissy's last remaining shred of sanity would have completely shattered."
Dohyun laughed, looking down at Taehyun, who lay helpless near the box.
Watching Dohyun choke Eunji, Taehyun desperately wanted to scream. He wanted to leap up, run over, and smash his fist into Dohyun's face. But the brutal reality of his ruined, powerless body only plunged him deeper into despair.
Reading Taehyun's thoughts, Dohyun turned back to Eunji. Seeing him approach, Eunji tried to scramble off the bed to escape, but Dohyun closed the distance in an instant, grabbing her by the hair and dragging her back.
"Now, come here."
Dohyun dragged Eunji by her hair across the floor to where Taehyun lay. Eunji shrieked in agony, but Dohyun didn't care.
Crouching down in front of the collapsed Taehyun, Dohyun smiled.
"Now, sissy. Want to play a fun little game with me?"
"Wh...at...?"
"If you win... I'll let both you and Eunji go. How about it?"
Taehyun was terrified, having no idea what kind of sick game Dohyun was planning. The grin on Dohyun's face made it absolutely clear that this would be anything but a fair bet.
"The rules are simple."
As he spoke, Dohyun reached down and untied the restraints binding Taehyun's hands and feet. Taehyun stared up at him in utter confusion, bewildered by this sudden freedom.
"You have exactly one hour. In your current state... make Eunji cum. If you do, you win. But there's a catch: you can only make her climax by inserting your cock into her pussy. Simple, right? Ahaha!"
Dohyun sneered, pointing a finger at Taehyun's flaccid groin. Taehyun cursed Dohyun in his mind. After ruining his body like this, he was demanding he make Eunji cum using only his cock... He had known Dohyun was a monster, but this was pure, unadulterated madness.
"Hey, this bet benefits you too. See the sissy's cock? All you have to do is ride it and make yourself climax. The sissy doesn't even have to move his hips; you can do all the work yourself."
Dohyun yanked Eunji up by her hair, shoving her face close to Taehyun's limp groin.
"Well? Are you going to do it or not? Just say the word."
Taehyun wanted to refuse. He knew this sick game was designed solely to utterly humiliate him. But just as he opened his mouth to speak,
"I'll do it! I'll do it, okay?!"
Eunji blurted out her answer before Taehyun could. Taehyun wanted to scream at her to stop, but for some reason, no sound would come out of his mouth.
The moment he heard her answer, Dohyun let go of her hair.
"Great. The clock starts now. Let's see what you've got."
Knowing that one hour was not a lot of time, Eunji scrambled over to Taehyun. Taehyun wanted to apologize to her for dragging her into this and for failing to protect her. He believed she would look at his ruined body and weep for him.
But when Eunji reached him, she didn't even look at his face. Instead, she immediately grabbed his completely flaccid shaft and began to yank it frantically.
"Hurry up and get hard! He said he'd let us go if I cum! Get it up, hurry!"
Eunji didn't care about Taehyun's well-being at all. Her mind was entirely consumed by a desperate, selfish urge to get his cock hard so she could escape this nightmare.
But contrary to her wishes, Taehyun's cock showed no signs of life, no matter how hard she stroked and squeezed. The massive doses of feminizing hormones Dohyun had pumped into him had already left him practically impotent, and the trauma of losing his testicles meant he hadn't had an erection since.
Clueless to his condition, Eunji simply strained with all her might to force an erection. Taehyun wanted to scream at her to stop, but Dohyun had used magic to seal his voice.
I can't let Taehyun ruin such an entertaining show with a single word.
Realizing his cock wasn't going to get hard, Eunji desperately tried to force the limp, shrunken flesh inside her pussy anyway. She ground her hips frantically, thinking she just needed to reach climax somehow, but the soft, useless organ kept slipping out of her wet heat.
"Damn it! You useless piece of shit! Get it up! Are you acting like this just because you lost your balls?! You have to save me!!"
Eunji screamed at him in bitter resentment, and hearing her words, Taehyun slowly closed his eyes.
The only reason he had endured Dohyun's horrific torture was his desire to return to Eunji. But seeing her like this, even that desire vanished. Taehyun's heart, which should have shattered long ago, had barely held together using Eunji as its sole pillar of support. But as he closed his eyes, that pillar crumbled, and his soul shattered into a million pieces.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!! You useless piece of trash! You can't even get hard!!"
Paying no attention to Taehyun's despair, Eunji kept trying to stuff his limp flesh inside her, grinding her hips frantically in a desperate bid to escape Dohyun.
Dohyun, who had been watching the spectacle with great amusement, checked his watch and slowly walked over to them.
"Time's up. Too bad, Eunji."
"N-no... Just a little more. Just a little more and I can...!"
As Eunji shrieked desperately, Dohyun gently placed his palm on her head. Instantly, his magic took hold, and she lost consciousness, collapsing onto the floor.
"Next is... Ah, I guess I don't even need to do anything to you. You're completely broken. Ahaha!"
Dohyun chuckled to himself as he stared down at the unresponsive, motionless Taehyun. He summoned a warp gate, picked up both Eunji and Taehyun, and stepped through, whispering to himself.
"Finally, everyone is gathered."
As Dohyun stepped through the warp gate, every trace of his presence in the house vanished completely, ensuring no one would ever be able to prove he had been there.