Crimson Overlord

Meanwhile, in another in the big castle was a prisoner with dirty white long hair, wolf ears, and a tail; this man was none other than Snow’s brother; he was held captive in order to force Snow to accomplish that mission. Leon Cathwulf’s eyes were lifeless as if he had already lost his soul.

However, as soon as Belial walked in, Leon’s lifeless eyes trembled, and he jumped back to his feet. Eyes filled with fear, no matter how lost he was, he could never forget the fear this man had instilled in him; he had been held captive for more than two years already. In front of this man, his status as a prince was meaningless; no, the truth is that because of his status, he suffered even more. To this man, he is nothing more than a toy to relieve his hobby and further perfect them for future prey. This man was too ruthless, Leon had tortured people before, but his skills couldn’t hold a candle to this man whose means kept increasing again and again.

”How have you been, my dear friend?” Belial asked as soon as he walked in, Leon wished to curse him, but the act of just opening his mouth was proven to be impossible.

”Well, I know you must’ve missed me. You’re such bitch that loved getting tortured. What an M.” Belial mocked before punching Leon in the stomach.

Bang!

Leon was blasted and crashed into the iron spikes behind him. Many iron spikes pierced his body.

The world seemed to spin around Leon, and a sharp, throbbing pain took hold of his entire being, even his soul, so much so that all he wanted to do was vomit and hope the pain would come out with it. What if there was no end to this pain? What if it got worse? These thoughts alone were enough to get his heart racing faster, never mind the pain itself. The road ahead was a tough one, and right now, he wasn’t sure whether he was willing to walk it, let alone whether he would be able to.

Fighting through the pain was becoming increasingly difficult, but above all else, it became increasingly annoying to have to deal with. However, he felt like there wasn’t much that could be done either way, so the best course of action was to simply deal with it and get on with life until the pain subsided as he had always done since he was being held captive.

”Pl..ease.. kill….me.”

Leon thought of using one of the methods he chanced upon to shorten the torture session. He managed to squeeze out those words. Once he said this with lifeless eyes, Belial would soon find this not fun anymore and would stop torturing him. So, Leon thought, but today something unexpected happened.

”Oh? Okay, I will grant you your wish.” Belial said in a disinterested tone. After all, he had received the order to deal with this man, whoever he wanted, and he was getting tired of playing with him; it was time to switch to a new toy. Belial couldn’t wait and put his hands on someone else, for example, Snow; it would like his dream coming true. How much fun would he get torturing such a little girl with an unbreakable will? His eyes shone with desire, and neither region was hot; he couldn’t help but lick his lips in anticipation of such a future.

Meanwhile, his arm pierced the shocked Leon’s chest reaching his chest. The latter was still in shock; why today of all day? Leon roared in his mind as reality started to sink in. He opened his mouth and tried to say something, but all that came out was a mouthful of blood, one after another.

‘Weak, I feel so weak. I can feel blood running along my body, but my head is too heavy to take a look, my arm is too heavy to lift, and everything is too heavy. I feel so weak.

How am I even still standing? Does this mean I will be okay? No, impossible. There’s no fixing this. How am I still standing?

No. No! I cannot die. I will not die. I will find a way out of this mess; I will survive. There’s no way I’m going out like this; this is pathetic. All I need is a little strength and to find help; that’s not too hard.

It’s getting harder to breathe; why is it getting harder to breathe? I should move, but I can’t make my body move at all. I’m too weak, too tired. All I can do is lay here and wait, wait for my end or for somebody to find me. Somebody better find me. It’s getting harder to breathe.

I can’t move, I can’t think, I can’t do anything. This can only mean the end for me; I’m beyond the point of no return. I’m going to die… I’m going to die! No, no, no, no, no! Please, I don’t want to die. I have to save my family; I’ve to apologize to my sister Snow, I’ve to protect her, I’ve to protect them. I

I can’t feel anything, anything at all. Everything is numb; it’s oddly comfortable. I can’t move anything either, but at least there’s no pain. I can’t feel anything.

So long world. Please forgive me, everyone; I’ve failed you all.’

Those were his last thought as his body slumped down and Leon embraced death; somehow, even though he left with a lot of unfinished business, some part of him felt relieved as he had finally escaped years of torture.

Belial looked at Leon’s corpse and shook away the blood on his hand.

”What a pitiful man, but at least your death must serve as some kind of purpose, consider this as a blessing and wait for me on the other; I will come torture you after I’m done here,” Belial mumbled before leaving, he asked one of his subordinates to come to clean up Leon’s corpse.

On the road back to his villa, his lips curled up into a smile; he could imagine how shaken up a certain someone must be at the moment. For this moment, his master and creator, Aatox, had let her keep her family soul crystals. After seeing Leon’s soul crystal shattering, she would be quite shaken up and do anything to save the rest, meaning she would become obedient and accomplish her mission as quickly as possible.

Belial’s assumption was correct; right after Leon’s death, Snow chatting with someone felt it and shed a single tear.