Cale went back to his room, he took care of the cats on his own, he bathed them, feed them and sleep with them. they spent their time in the room, Cale reading a book while the sibling in the sofa doing whatever they are doing. and Cale left them in the afternoon after preparing food for them.
he went to his mother's grave that afternoon, he bring his mother favorite flowers from his garden. Cale didn't say anything to his mother. he just sat there while staring at the name in the tomb and left when the sun completely sets.
Cale walked to the bar while ordering his usual most expensive wine and left. he drinks so much this time but in vain, as he has high alcohol tolerance. today he really wanted to down himself in alcohol and forget the pain in his heart right now, but all he could feel is the suffocation inside his chest.
he walk to the estate and saw a commotion.
"what's going on?"
when the people heard the eldest young master's voice they made a path for him, leaving him a path to a black haired youth that was around his age or maybe even younger. he wore a shabby clothes and there is indescribable aura around him. similar yet foreign.
the black haired what seem to be swordsman approach him.
"Are you the count's son? let me meet him"
"why should i let a stranger in?"
"i have a report to say, the Harris Village has been burnt and the people were massacred, we ne-"
"Ha!"
Cale scoff like laugh when he heard it, he didn't saw how the black haired swordsman darken in his scoff. how can someone smiled when they heard that people has been massacred? that's what the people around him were thinking. Well being Cale, he didn't care at all as he hold on the urge to laugh.
Harris Village was burnt to the ground, that cursed place is now no where to be found, today no less! how thrilling this is for Cale. it was certainly a great news to the red hair youth. but the people around him were starting to hate him more especially the swordsman in front of him.
he's been in a mood this week since today is his mother death anniversary, along with his hyung. he didn't know if he is alive or not, but one thing for sure is that he left him the same week as his mother's passing, and in the same spot, Harris Village. 2 days ago when he met the God of Death he went to the spot where his hyung and him usually at as it was the day they got separated.
he hate Harris Village, he wanted to burn that place down to ashes and now that his wish came true, he didn't even need to dirty his hand.
"HAHAH- Pff-ftt"
Cale really tried to suppress his laugh, and people looking at him in disbelief, Cale bent his stomach trying really hard not to insult the people that keep continue to live in that cursed place, now they reap what they sow
as he can't suppress his mind any longer he look at the swordsman that was clenching his hand that was balled into a tight fist he open his mouth wanting to say how Harris Village deserved to be burnt down but another episode came to him again.
the swordsman watch how the disrespectful red haired young master in front of him , his eyes from red turned deep black. he widen his eyes before he turn his eyes away. he unconsciously balled his fist tighter that blood starting to seep out of his palm.
it was scary, the swordsman was scared of the void in his eyes, it feels like if he keep looking at those eyes, he could get lost and sucked in into that deep darkness, so he averted his gaze else where.
meanwhile Cale, after pain starting to form his head and his eyes starting to feel warm he closed his eyes, so other people could not see his eyes, but he could tell that it was too late, as the swordsman in front of him already saw it.
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World Against Us
FanficA story about the so called hero of the continent and the cruel villain aiming for the world destruction. But, what if they are not what it seem? What if fate and law of nature made them do it? What if their heart says otherwise? What if they become...
