{One-Shot}
"Ah. . . Ah?"
Bang!
Bang!
Cough.
". . Huh? . . ."
Cale Henituse stood still. Cale did not dare move. Cale couldn't properly process what was going on. Cale couldn't believe what was going on. Cale couldn't help but ignore the itchiness in his throat, ignoring the blood dripping from his mouth.
The shield started to crack.
-Cale! Cale! Snap out of it, you're gonna die if you stay any longer!
-Leave already! They won't listen to you!
-xxx Cale! xxxx them all! xxxx them all!!
-Cale! Please!
-Put yourself first this time!
-Come on! Don't just stand there and wait for your own family to kill you!
-Come on! Please!
The Ancient Powers did not stop to try to get their wielder's attention. They could not watch Cale get killed- murdered- by his own family.
They simply could not.
"Ha . ." Cale breathed out before chuckling, he had now realized that nothing stays in favor for him. Even in this life.
His own family attacking him was enough evidence.
Isn't it?
Or, is it his youngest adopted child piercing a black sword in his heart.
Which one?
"Bring me back my human, you impostor!" The Black Dragon's eyes that was filled with rage focused on him. The smart little kid had come from the back, and stabbed 'Kim Rok Soo' with a sword.
His smart little child.
"Pftt. . Haha." Cale couldn't help but laugh. His family, his kid, his friends. They were all trying to kill him right at this moment. Never had he thought that the sword he gifted to his youngest child would be piercing through him one day. By his own child.
They had supposed that their Cale Henituse was not the Cale Henituse who's in front of them but an impostor named Kim Rok Soo. When truthfully, he was their Cale. It is him. It really is. But they didn't lend their ears for an explanation.
"Did I raise you well? Raon?" Cale warmly smiled. "Be sure to grow up healthily, yeah? Take care of everyone and let them take care of you." Cale tried to reach his hand out to Raon but it only got slapped away with a snarl.
Crack.
"Love your siblings, alright? Don't turn you back to those who you love." Cale continued nonetheless. "Raon, my smart Raon." Cale couldn't let the tear slip.
"My smart, kind, great and mighty Raon." Cale stood still. "I want. . . To forget everything from the beginning of my life as Cale Henituse. May the God of Eternal Rest hear this Human's request and grant this plead." Cale's voice echoed, and everyone stopped. Fuck. Should Cale continue?
He needed to decide fast, his time was running out. But Cale didn't need to convince himself not to continue when he could clearly feel the piercing glares.
"Send your blessing upon this lowly Human's body and make use of it as the God of Eternal Rest's Saint." He had no choice. A part of him wanted to hang on to his family, that he could fix everything. And a part of him wanted to release the bubbling wrath deep within him, to his 'family'.
Cale Henituse did not want to choose. Kim Roksoo before and Cale Henituse now, both did not ever gave their trust again to those who had already broke it.
So why should he now?
The Death Bells of every Temple of the God of Death rang loudly from all around the world.
"My child will never be an ordinary and lowly human."
"I, the God of Death, officially gives the title of the God of Death's Saint to Cale Henituse and grants his wish to forget every memory he has during his life as Cale Henituse."
"Should something bad ever happens to Cale Henituse, I, the God of Death, will always be by his side to support and help him as my Saint."
"Should someone ever insult Cale Henituse, my people shall consider it as an insult to me, and grant the foul human a terrible death."
"Should my people decline Cale Henituse as my saint, they will face consequences of their actions."
"Cale Henituse is now the saint of the God of Death."
Death Bells continued to ring as every single believer of the God of Death kneels down to their knees with their forehead touching the ground. Each and every believer dared not to decline the Hero as their Saint.
Some did inwardly question about the memory forgetting wish, but did not voice it out. It was clearly not their business.
"Young Master Cale!-" Cage barged into Cale Henituse's room on the top floor of the villa and took in a sharp breath. "What the hell are you all doing?!"
"Cage. Do not hate them nor resent them." Cale said, gaining Cage's attention who yet again took another sharp breath at the sight of Cale Henituse who has a black sword pierced through his heart.
"Y-Young Master! But-!"
Cage couldn't continue upon seeing Cale Henituse's warm, warm smile.
"Do not be fooled, priestess Cage!" Alberu glared at 'Kim Rok Soo'.
"What are you. . . What are you all thinking?" Cage didn't hesitate to ask and calmed herself in order to not scream at them, before asking.
"Cage. The God of Death will inform you. Only you." Cale was telling her that whatever the God or Death was gonna say, it shouldn't be spread.
"Farewell. Remember, being alive is the best."
They all freeze on the spot.
But.
It's too late.
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"Hmpp." Huffed the person on the sofa. "You should give me more cookies for this, Barrow."
The other laughed quietly, "Sure, Sure. But I really need help, math isn't my thing."
"Oh and, the Hunters are causing troubles again." Cale started to compute as he frowned. He and Barrow will be even more busier if this continues.
Why did he become the God of Death's Saint again?
Oh well.
"In the world we came from." He added, making Barrow flinch. Well shit. They would totally have to go back and it won't be impossible to come across. . . Them.
"Barrow, ya alright?"
"Perfectly fine. Now, how did you fucking solve that already?"
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"Barrow. Barrow. Barrow." Cale continuously poked the other Redhead's cheeks for the past five minutes.
'He'll go away, he'll eventually get tired. Yeah, calm yourself, Barrow. Calm your fucking self. Deep breaths, deep breaths. .' An empty smile reigned on Barrow's face.
"There's people coming this way, Barrow. Barrow. Ba-" Cale continuously poke Barrow until his twin jolted up.
Oh my.
In the past years that Barrow and Cale has been travelling through dimensions, Barrow never sat up lightning-fast like how he just did.
What's up with this crazy dude?
Cale's talking as if that crazy dude isn't his fucking twin.
No, they were not twin twins. They were like twins because of the Hair and Eye color, get it? Yeah, your good. Now shoo-
/: Ahem.
Continue reading, I mean.
/: That's more like it. Now shoo.
What the fuck?
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Fuck.
AHEMM-
"God heavens, why did you not tell me right away?" Barrow clicked his tongue.
"Honestly, it didn't came to my mind."
". . ."
". . ."
AHEMMMM-
Cough.
Cough.
Ahem-hem.
"Are they getting near?" Barrow asked to which Cale nodded plainly.
"In fact, they'd be here in one minute, precisely."
Oh, fuck.
'Sometimes, I have the right to question things.' Barrow grimaced. While Cale was smart, even too smart sometimes, Cale could be floating in the air sometimes, leaving his physical body uncaringly.
Shaaa.
"Cale-nim!" A loud voice erupted.
"Hah? Cale-what now?" Cale had his turn in grimacing. Never in his life has anybody ever called him that. It's new. Somehow, it comes with a sense of joy and anger that Cale couldn't explain.
"Cale!"
"Young Master Cale!"
"Human!"
"Cale-nim!"
His name was called in different ways, and who the hell calls someone 'human'? There's too many human here, fix it up, kid.
"Ha?? Who the fuck are y'all?"
Yeah, they're indeed too late.
/:I take joy in that fact. /ᐠ｡｡ᐟ\
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GOOOOOOOD- morning, afternoon AAAND evening to you all, dear readersssssss~~~
Yeah ik, that's^ the uncharacteristically-written-text-of-WriterReader.
Somehow, I'm in the mood. :>
Anywayzzz- HOPE Y'ALL ENJOYED READING MY CRAP
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