How It Was Supposed To Be

Porcelain Heart

Gasping for air as his body slumped in his seating, Kim Rok Soo barely keep his consciousness intact when the Constellation said that it's done and there's nothing else she can do but for them to rest so they could recover naturally.

'That bitch!'

That Regressor were cussing a storm in his head as the said white-veiled Lady just leave the two of them in that state without doing anything else just because there's technically nothing else she could do.

Well, Whatever.

He himself is enough.

Even though he's far from okay, he'll keep to his own vow and keep Rok Soo and Cale safe while they're still like this.

Speaking of the redhead...

Rok Soo looked bad.

That Team Leader couldn't even described his heartache seeing the younger to be in this state.

It's almost as if he's watching Basen and Lily's dying state all over again.

"...it's okay. I'm here"

As if trying to reassure the wheezing person, Kim Rok Soo carefully collected the smaller frame and holds him close despite how each movement hurts him too.

The aftermath crashed them hard. But supposedly, Rok Soo should be having it worse than him since this medication was aimed at this fragile figure, Rok Soo himself, and the rightful owner of the mentioned body, Cale.

In all honesty, Kim Rok Soo wanted to turn around and use the rest of what's left him to call for Bud or someone else who'll be more capable of attending to Rok Soo's wounds and everything.

Yet to his schock and dismay, just as he was about to move, a rough hand was placed on his shoulder.

"Hey, are you okay?"

This hand and that voice belongs to one of the people that he really doesn't mind to accidentally sliced in half with his new sword.

Suddenly, Kim Rok Soo was filled with energy that he managed to pull out his aura which it then lashing towards the punk who dares to ask him that stupid question.

"The fucking nerve..."

His veins popped out on his neck and forehead as his build up rage was barely contained. 

"This was all your fucking fault and you dare to ask as if you're not one to blame?"

Kim Rok Soo's eyes shone bright with his Aura went wild as they mercilessly aiming to cut those bastards limbs and minced them in pieces.

He doesn't even know why these motherfuckers are here.

But he swear to gods, if they came because they're still not giving up on 'Cale'...

Well, he'll tell Rok Soo if it was for self-defense.

Surely the transmigator wouldn't kill him for accidentally un-lived them, right?

"You made him like this. You're the reason why he almost die"

Yet they dares to be in his presence...

Growling like an animal with his last of strength, his flickering red aura unstably lashing out at these bastards.

"If you still have any dignity or even an ounce of willingness to live. Leave this place, you damn Fuckers."

Though his eyes are glossed with fatigue, the way the Reddish-brown pair actually glowed bright red upon his threat—

That Regressor was not playing around when he says 'murder'.