“…A dragon?”
“Yes.”
“I’ve seen something similar once.”
Cale knew what Choi Han was talking about when he said something similar.
Forest of Darkness. He was talking about the vicious monsters deep inside the Forest of Darkness. Among those terrifying monsters were creatures that were somewhere between lizards and dragons.
Choi Han had killed that dragon-like monster as soon as he advanced from the middle stage to the final stage of his Dark Destruction Sword Art.
“You did? How was it?”
Cale pretended to not know about the event, and asked Choi Han. Choi Han was the only other person in Cale’s room right now.
“…It was a monster.”
“How so?”
“Its appearance, its strength, everything. It was a monster in all aspects.”
“Is that so?”
Cale nodded his head and continued to speak. But his actions and his words were completely opposite.
“Then you have not seen a dragon.”
“Excuse me?”
“Dragons are like people.”
Clack. Cale put the cup with the lemonade that was both sweet and sour down on the table. He then responded to Choi Han, who was looking at him with curiosity.
“Dragons, Beast people, Dwarves, Elves, they are all like humans. Why? Because they also have emotions and lives.”
That aspect wasn’t important to Cale. His main point started from here.
“However.”
Choi Han might have noticed Cale’s sudden change in demeanor. He sat up straight and focused on what Cale had to say.
“Such an existence has fallen into darkness since it was born. The only thing currently lighting up the darkness in its life is torches, and it has never even seen the light of the sun. What kind of life do you think it is having?”
Tap.
Cale tapped the table with his index finger.
“It is being forced to become an existence without rationality.”
Tap.
He tapped on the table once again.
“It has had to suffer through its loneliness, without any family or anything to lean on.”
Tap.
Choi Han’s gaze fell every time Cale’s finger tapped the table. Choi Han’s fists were clenched underneath the table, to the point you could see his veins starting to flare up. Cale did not know about this, as he continued on.
“It is tortured and abused every day, and is only left alone when it is barely alive.”
Choi Han’s expression stiffened, and anger was in his eyes. Cale knew Choi Han would react this way. There was no way a good person like this would not get angry after hearing such a story. He should also have figured out why Cale brought up such a story in the first place.
Cale took another sip of his lemonade, before finishing up his story.
“And that existence is nearby.”
A short silence filled the room. Cale looked out the window, before slowly turning his gaze to look at Choi Han. He didn’t know what Choi Han was thinking about, but his whole body was surrounded by a bloody aura.
‘Is he getting angry at the fact that it is abused because he is a good person?’
Contrary to Cale’s hypothesis, Choi Han was currently recalling the tens of years he had to survive on his own in the Forest of Darkness.
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The child of a god
FanfictionCale's mother died when he was 8 and a part of him had died with her. He was so destroyed that tears could not fall from his eyes on the day of the funeral People began to think that he was a monster for not crying at his mother's funeral and for th...
