"Most people pretended not to know, but those who knew were aware...It was our Young Master's doing."
Surprisingly, rumors circulated that Chae Yoon-sa, the son, was the one who killed his mother. It was a shocking story, seemingly unbelievable to anyone. Kang-hee initially thought it couldn't be true. His beautiful brother killing their mother? Absurd. It had to be someone else's fabrication. If the rumor were true, their mother's fate was too pitiful. She shouldn't have met such a tragic end at the hands of her own flesh and blood.
"However..., it was true. Some said he sent her away because it was pitiful for her to be chained like an animal, and others claimed it was out of disgust for the wretched sight of a wife and son who couldn't recognize each other due to being possessed by a Yokai."
When Kang-hee heard this story, what struck him with the most disillusionment was the reaction of those who found it justifiable.
"Well, she abandoned her husband. It serves her right."
"She abandoned her son. It serves her right."
"...I think differently. No matter how much she may have wronged, she shouldn't have died like that."
The fact that the wife died at the hands of their son filled Chae Yeong with despair. However, he didn't blame his son. He shifted all the responsibility for that terrible tragedy onto the existence of the Yokai.
"So, Master Yeong..., no, that guy melted my mother's body into molten iron. Then, he made two swords with it."
One of those blade was the sword Chae Yoon-sa always carried.
From the moment Kang-hee learned the gruesome and tragic story his parents endured, Kanghee's mind and body became drained.
"I had nightmares every night. It felt like I witnessed the moment when my father and mother died as if I saw it with my own eyes."
Kang-hee was tormented. Tormented by the tragic deaths of his parents, tormented by the fact that he had never experienced the embrace of his parents due to them, and tormented by his wretched life.
It would have been better if he had never known. If that were the case, he could have lived with a heart that respected Master Yeong and loved his older brother.
"I thought about running away. However, I couldn't. The more I thought about it, the more resentful I became, so I couldn't just leave."
Even if he wanted to, there was nothing he could do. He had no power. He was nothing more than a pathetic creature forced to live hiding his true identity. Enduring like that for a years, one day Kang-hee suddenly realized that Chae Yeong
was paying attention to him."Why was that? I'm still confused. Is it because I gradually resembled my mother? Or is it because he's partially influenced cause I'm a Yokai?"
Kang-hee despised Chae Yeong. He felt resentment. While his older brother was mixed with his blood, Chae Yeong wasn't. He was simply the enemy who killed his father and made his mother die.
So, whenever he called me and looked at me, I wanted to gouge out those eyes. However, outwardly, I behaved amiably. There was nothing I could do, but at least, waiting to see that man die felt like it might soothe my resentment.
"Exactly six years ago, Chae Yeong triggered madness again. Interestingly, he didn't break anything that time; instead, he came to my room late at night. Tearfully, he asked me what he should do and how he could regain my affection. I could tell it was words meant for my mother"
"I told him to die. I said if he died, then I would love him again, as if i was my mother. He said he understood. And the next day, Chae Yeong truly died. He pierced his stomach with the sword made from my mother's flesh"
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General FictionIn the secluded solitude of Mount Moak, 19-year-old Eun-oh has spent his entire life following his late mother's dying wish-to "live alone." However, fate takes a chilling turn when desperation leads him to steal from a mysterious man entering the...