Chapter 9

                                    

                                          
⚠️Trigger Warning: This chapter contains sensitive contents. Readers discretion is advised.⚠️

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Another scene appeared in front of Kim Rok Soo's face, he didn't want to watch Cale suffer again. Contrary to what he wanted, Cale's memories began to play. 
[Cale woke up again and again, experiencing death over and over again. As if the gods and his fate didn't let him rest. Cale certainly didn't understand what was happening and why it was happening. The redhead cried and questioned why the world wanted him to suffer. It wasn't easy. He was finally starting to feel tired.]
"Oh, Cale," Rok Soo muttered. 
The same scenes played through. Rok Soo couldn't help but tear up as his beloved little brother cried out of pain and forgiveness to something he didn't do. 
["Vicross, I swear it wasn't me! I can't do something like that! Please, stop this!" Cale screamed and cried as he begged his former chef to stop hitting him with his metal whip. 
Every hit felt heavy and hot. Every time his former chef hit the same place over and over again, his skin would tear. His pleas would always fall into deaf ears. Whenever he looked up and saw the expression of the person whom he grew up with, it was filled with hatred. 
Vicross-hyung, why do you hate me so much? Is it because I called your cooking nasty? Cale thought as his vision started to get blurry and his breath started to hitch. 
It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. 
Cale thought over and over again. Then again, Cale died in the hands of his former chef whom he thought was a good older brother, Vicross Molran. 
In another regression, both Choi Han and Vicross tortured him to death. At some point, Rosalyn aided them by giving them high quality potion to keep Cale Henituse alive so they could hurt him more and more. 
Whenever they accused Cale, he continued to beg and ask for their help but he was continuously ignored. His family turned their backs on him during the crucial moments. The people he thought his new family and friends continuously betrayed him. The person he thought loved him the most broke his heart into a million pieces.
There was no one who became Cale's ally. Everybody was his enemy. He was and will always be alone.]
"What the fuck? I am here! I am always by your side, Cale!" Rok Soo yelled as his tears continued to flow. Then, his head turned when he heard Cale's scream. 
["St-Stop! Don't do this!" Cale yelled as he tried to pull his chains and push the two knights who were supposed to guard him. They were touching him in inappropriate places. 
The knights were looking at him with hungry eyes. Cale shuddered seeing their expression. It was disgusting. 
"Haha, your reactions are too cute," one of them said. 
"It's such a shame your attitude is trash but your physique is really beautiful," another one said. 
Cale felt goosebumps from every touch these knights made. 
"It'd be a waste not to get a taste before you die," they added. 
Cale struggled from their touch but they punched him in the stomach which made him slump. The other knight held him down while the other one stripped him. 
"Stop!—" Cale yelled but they gagged him as they started forcing themselves on him. 
There was nothing Cale could do in his position. He was chained, gagged and held down by two well-trained knights. It was disgusting, humiliating and he kept wishing for his death. Even his lover, Alver, didn't touch him like this.