𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐀𝐩𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡!

𝟏𝟒-𝟑

The inside, which was supposed to be cold, was warm. It's weirdly comfortable that made Suan think the molecules that moving slowly and clustering tightly together, producing a relatively low amount of heat, betrayed the reality of science.

Ice should be cold, right?

But what's more made him comfortable that he could hear his brother's voice— The older one, the one that got away for some unknown reason, leaving the six-year-old Suan to his ‘new’ parents' hands.

“Suan.”

The distinguishable voice, baritone, and a bit of huskiness. The solid tone that sounded really like a grown-up man, rang inside the crystal cocoon.

“B-brother?” Suan furrows his brows and gently touches the crystal to mentally measure the thickness of the cocoon.

One problem that he hates the most when using an assault rifle is when you can't use it continuously if something accidentally enters dirt or blocks the ejection port. It may prevent the extractor from functioning properly.

And why is he saying this? It's because if he grinds the crystal where he is, powder or shards may affect the performance of the gun that he was using. He should, instead, sit calmly… But that's a bit stupid.

Another reason is that the crystal is created with ability. So normal airsoft guns like this rifle are not suitable. His stamina and bullet will be wasted for nothing

There's this thing outside, where it needs attention, for the safety of the people who are fighting for survival. So, Suan chose to open his mouth and talk to his brother inside, even though he may look like some crazy teen, as if schizophrenic, for talking to himself.

“Brother, don't fire.” Suan pauses to calm his anger then continues. “Big brother, you can't fire.”

He admits that he doesn't like to talk but outside this crystal egg, blood might splatter.

Sion raises his right hand to halt everyone's movement. The heavy tanks also stopped after receiving a signal from the Leader. “Why?”

From outside, silver eyes gently caressed the crystal egg that was as tall as Sion and as wide as half the length of a car.

“Do you see a man standing with red eyes?” The crystal egg was carefully being carried by a group of sturdy men, oblivious to the person inside who was intentionally trapped.

“I…” Sion glanced at the man that his brother was talking about, not far away from them. Zombies are on standby, in defensive mode, and ready to pounce on them. “No, the highway is empty.” Sion lied, but that's not the problem. His brother won't become suspicious of him even if he does so.

Hearing those words, Zeke gritted his teeth. Red eyes gleam more and growl, showing his tenacious side that dares to covet his person. His heart which no longer beats but is still there, feels heavy all of a sudden after receiving a disdainful look from that tall person.

“D-did he leave?”

Who did leave?? Sion was confused in a second then clenched his jaw after understanding who for is that question. Suan's tone, when asking that question, is either worried, sad, or relieved (not really) but cold and distant however muffled by the thick layer of the crystal, making him misunderstood.

“He already left after seeing the Battalion.” No, Zeke was still there. Watching the numbers of people in combat clothes and armed with tanks, military trucks, guns, and mutated big-sized animals.

He closed his mouth, retracted the long poisonous nails, and stood straight.

Weak. He's still weak. Compared to that person who coveted his rose. He is still weak. Although he can control these human-meat hunger monsters, his combat ability is radish.

“Why must we not fire that person, Suan?”

Suan immediately answered, leaning his forehead on the crystal egg and closing his eyes to calm his anger again. “He… he can control them, brother. Let him go.”

He felt guilty all of a sudden. Rush's thoughts such as using Zeke to continue living made him disgusted with himself or the other question ‘Why should they let a monster escape and continue living?’ This self-predicament that shows his hypocrisy created an unpleasant taste in his throat.

Suan started gagging, feeling the sanctimoniousness. No matter how much he gags, his body cannot vomit at all. It was because he hadn't eaten since last night. The last supplies were fairly distributed to both Zeke and him. It was mainly also the reason why he could not think thoroughly.

Sion's sharp hearing sense can hear Suan's gagging sounds. He lightly knocks the crystal egg that was successfully carried in the truck. “Are you okay?”

Not. Suan is conscious of his own body. This one is just a mental torment causing his body to be punished instead.

“Brother, let me out.” Suan pounded the crystal egg inside with his fist without knowing that the crystal egg where he was, was fully tied and covered with thick red cloth.

Zeke watches the groups of humans with much care, carrying the crystal egg where Suan is entrapped by an armed truck. The rest of the moves could no longer be seen, he was in front and Suan's cage was moved in the back.

Sion, after making sure his brother is already inside the truck, casts a soundproofing crystal outside Suan's egg.

“Do you want to die?” From a warm and loving voice to a cold and disdainful tone. He questioned the eye youth as if he were the Grim Reaper although in white.

Clenched fist and undefended body, Zeke looks at the tall man and moves his lips to answer. “I'm going to get him. I will get him back.” He will take him back. If he must sacrifice all Humans living in this world to get his Meigui, he will. He definitely will.

“What made you think so?” Sion tilts his head, the sharp and distinct facial features emphasized more under the dim sunshine. “Can you do that? If so, I will be waiting.”

(A/n: Hi guys, I'm still alive. I'm just busy translating danmei lol. And also, I wanna share my new cat with you guys. Her name is Mochi, and someone gave her to me as my early birthday present and also as Mysta's new friend. She hates kisses.)