King Of Death: Retribution

Chapter seven:- a peek to the past

It was indeed true that none of them didn't get a blink of sleep. The bags under both of their eyes were proof of it. Tsuki was somewhat a self-conscious man, he knew even though he learned and knew everything at his family's disposal; he still couldn't do this one thing to protect. He failed yet again to protect someone precious to him.

He can still faintly feel the feeling of hot blood soaking into his clothes and dripping from his fingertips.

His eyes were slightly dull from its usual color and his mind was louder than usual. Luka fell asleep since he said he'll keep watch, while Luke is still recuperating.

He quietly walked to the bathroom and opened the door, the white tiles cold to the touch. He stared at his reflection and as a reflex he grimaced.

After all, he looked too much like his birth mother. With this his mind didn't feel like his own anymore nor did his body. He's not sure if this gasping like breathing is his own or his mind playing tricks. His memory of what happened that day came back so slowly, but that made it all the more excruciating for him.

It felt like years of that scene replaying over and over again, it's like his mind wants to break itself.

He swallowed his mouth far too dry than he liked. He stumbled, walked to the Sink and washed his face roughly. He fell to the ground and held his chest, it felt like his heart was getting stomped on.

He gritted his teeth and tried to bear the pain. Fat salty tears welled up in his eyes, his breaths deep yet no air reached his lungs. His vision blurry and hands losing strength, his throat burned and chest ached.

He was so cold, and it felt like he was dying. Tsuki sweated profusely and was a shivering mess. His mind sent out alarms for him to shout for help but he couldn't, breathing was such a difficulty right now;

Imagine if he were to shout, only breathing would be heard.

He whimpered so softly and cried, this didn't help the pain in his chest but he had to do something.

He groaned as he tried to raise up and leaned on the bathroom wall. He suddenly remembered his late mothers words

《"Ki-chan always remembers to live, living is the best after all. No matter how painful it may seem now, the pain will be bearable in the future. I'm not saying you have to be strong all the time, it has time for resting petite biche. We humans don't forget our painful times, we just make it more bearable and learn to be strong. So live ki-chan always."》

Tsuki tried with his might to slow down his breathing. He shuddered and held his hand at his chest, he counted all his happy memories of his mother and him that he could remember. His heartbeat returned to normal and his shivering remained. He was too exhausted after going into an episode so he limped to the bed and fell asleep.

Now all three were sleeping soundly.

( The white king looks at participant Tsuki and feels pity )

( a message and gift from the white king transmitting...)

( Transmission complete..)

( 400 coins earned )

( white king: I hope your journey is not as rough as your previous misfortune, may you have a clear path in the future. Both you and your companions )

( The black king is feeling conflicted )

( The black king doesn't wish for your pain to continue )

( The black king hopes you feel happy in the future to come )

( The black king gifts you 350 coins )

( Transmitting coins ●●●●● coins transmitted )

(You have acquired 350 coins )

(The white king has bestowed upon you the title 'Blessed by the ancient one')

Tsuki shifted on the bed from the

notifications but didn't wake up. The white king left them to rest and went to watch other participants. The black king left to join his counterpart.

While silently a misty shadow hovered over his head, a pale translucent hand stretched outwards towards Tsuki. A gold mist then surrounded him, and Tsuki's body absorbed it. The shadow could be seen puzzled , at once a bell rang and the shadow snapped their head towards the direction of the sound. Looking frantic it slowly disappeared.

Shallow breaths could be heard through the room and the participants slept soundly.

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To be continued