Vi woke up in the morning. He’s afraid to get out.

That’s not Ray.

That’s not Ray.

That’s someone else.

‘What a disgusting slut’.

It keeps ringing in his ear, as he remembers how he was slapped.

It hurts. It hurts so much to hear such words from him. Thinking that’s someone who he had tried giving warmth to, care for, and someone he grew up with back then – say such words to him, it broke his heart multiple times each time he remembered the words

He can't get out of bed.

He just sleeps in.

…

It’s already in the evening. He doesn’t feel hungry still. He felt weak. He doesn’t have energy to move.

He heard a knocking.

‘Vi. It’s Luke. May I come in’.

Silent.

It’s not locked, so Luke just went in anyway.

Vi is still asleep. Or not.

Vi opened his eyes and closed it again. Even turning sideways facing the wall.

Sigh. He closed the door and went downstairs.

Shortly after he brought in some food.

'Hey. You should eat at least.'

Luke come closer and sat on his bed. Urging him to sit up. Vi followed. Luke gave him a bowl of porridge but Vi just sat still like he’s dead inside.

Sigh. Luke spoon fed Vi, as he hesitantly open his mouth.

‘I can feed myself’.

‘Okay then.’.

Luke just stood and stare at Vi, to observe him.

Vi had to forcefully swallow the porridge down until it’s clean.

Luke patted Vi’s head, ‘Good boy’.

Vi gave a weary smile, thinking that’s a bit funny.

Luke checked that his swollen cheek and head is good now. Vi had used healing magic on himself last night, helping the recovery.

Luke is not sure what to do. If he didn’t urge him eat just now perhaps, he would have fainted in his room all alone at some point.

Sigh. It’s not his business but seeing him like this he had to ask.

“Why he's so mad? Are you guys, lovers or something?”.

Vi was silent. Vi don’t know himself. He thought they weren't.

Since Vi lacks response, Luke decides to went out.

He went out and knocked on Ray’s room. Silent. He knocked again. And again.

Finally Ray opened it.

Gulp. Luke still remembered almost choking to death. He really doesn’t want to do this. If he died, he hopes God would give him beautiful women and men for this deed.

‘-I know you are mad (obviously, it’s unreasonable). But Vi was really hurt. He can’t even eat properly. At least, talk it out with him.’

Ray gave him an annoyed look. He has no comment.

He had gone to the pleasure house and get some drink. But he’s in too foul of a mode because of Luke that he cancelled his plan to fuck around and went to his room a bit drunk.

Seeing his room empty, Ray immediately felt anxiety and anger. He knocked on Luke’s doors.

He felt rage in him. He kicked the door open. As soon as he saw them, it’s as if, a monster took control of him…

…

Ray stood silently as Luke gave up persuading him.

Ray closed the door. He can’t hold it in anymore as his knees gave up.

He felt guilty. Very guilty. He doesn’t know why he did that.

Ah.

No.

He felt jealous. To the extreme.

Vi is his.

The only one mattered to him left. No one else can touch him.

Vi is his.

He realized he is being stupid.

He fucked different women in different town and had the audacity to call Vi a slut and be mad at him. The person he cared a lot. Someone who had helped him out of darkness. Someone he loved so much.

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He can never take those words back. Even he is scared of himself last night.

I am a monster. I am still a monster.

He was shaking. Crying. Why is he like this…? Why did he say that to Vi? Why did he hit him?

Every time he wants to say he loves him, in his mind, he choked on his own words. After he treats him like that, he doesn’t dare to say that even in his mind.

Some time passed Vi was finally able to go out and eat by himself.

It’s been 2 days. And Vi did pass by Ray once. But Ray didn’t bother to even see him to his eyes.

Vi moved his eyes away. He cried again, seeing how cold Ray had been even blatantly ignoring him.

Ray can’t even see his eyes. He doesn’t dare.

Why is Vi still looking at him? He deserves ignore me. But he’s the only I have left… No… He doesn’t want Vi to hate him. He doesn’t want Vi to leave him.

Ray turned his head to speak to him, but Vi already closed his door.

Ray went out to the market. He bought an expensive necklace.

Looking at it, he thought of fixing things with a gift. But who is he kidding.

He would only seem even crazier if he simply knocks on his door with a gift after all he had done.

That night they didn’t speak to each other.

A few more days passed by like this. They should be travelling but neither Ray nor Vi want to speak to each other so they stuck.

Until the 5th day, in the middle of the night, Ray felt a child down his spine waking him up.

A killing intent.

What’s going on? He looked around. He took his blade out of the table, ready for any danger. Sweat dropped down his side. His assassin instinct is kicking.

‘The tracking…’

He and Vi completely forgot about the tracking mark he had left that need to be recharged every once in a while. He should have felt if it’s too low but he totally missed it. Only now he realized.

A sliver of light pass in the corner of his eyes as Ray barely move his head to the side to dodge the blade that went through the window.

A figure in black crashed into his room through the window.

‘Beast! You are really alive! How did you remove your tracking if you can tell me? Boss thought you died and was very sad and now he’s VERY angry’.

Seeing Ray’s silence, the figure spoke.

‘Hmm… well, it can’t be helped. Traitor only deserves death’. The blade held by the figure dances. Ray wanted to dodge but now he noticed something weird. He felt sloppy and in his vision the blades seemingly split into two.

‘Haha. You really let your guard down. I thought it wouldn’t be so easy to drug your food.’

Ray is angry. He knows from his voice its Randall… its his former teammate.

Ray was cut here and there. Although able to avoid fatal injury, due to his sloppiness he was still cut on many parts.

‘By the way. Isn’t that boy the one Timaeus took in? Why didn’t you kill him?’

“Don’t touch him!”. He screamed with anger at him.

Randall was startled. Because he NEVER saw Beast expressing ANY emotions throughout the times he knows him.

That boy seems to be very important?

Randall smiled, amused. He found a toy that could lit his boring life.

Randall managed to knock Ray’s down.

He went out of the window to crash the next one to grab the boy.

…

Vi was awake when he heard a glass crashing noise.

He stood up, worried at what’s going on in Ray’s room. But he felt dizzy, and his vision seems to be splitting. He felt his body out of sync.

Suddenly his window crashed open as a dark figure rose with a bloodied blade on his hand.

Vi was scared and spooked, hurriedly cast an instant spell he could do.

Waterball!

‘So fast!’, Randall was taken off-guard.

Randall barely managed to dodge and he felt his some of his flesh on his left arm and shoulder got chipped away from the water pressure, causing blood to trickle.

Damn the protective suit that’s supposed to negate low level spells can’t even withstand a mere Waterball that’s cast in an instant!?

He didn't let his chance go away. Seeing Vi was still afraid, and not focused fully yet - he used Shadow Leap to dash to Vi.

Before Vi could even react-

He kicked Vi to the stomach, making him crash to the wall while coughing up blood.

Whew. Can’t believe he, a top assassin actually got injured by a magic user in one on one in closed space in very close distance right when he just entered. It’s very shameful!

Randall knock Vi’s out and use a spell to lighten Vi’s weight, an important spell for kidnaping people of course not for carrying groceries, and dragged him out.

Come and catch me!

He teased his former teammate.

Ray gritted his teeth and jumped out of the window to chase them. He jumped from roof to roof and to trees. Randall is slowed down by carrying Vi. But Ray is slowed down because he was drugged.

Finally, they arrived in the forest. The chasing tires Randal of course. But he saw Ray was weakly rushing to him.

He estimates Ray’s knees will give up in-

Plop.

Ray fell down.

The slow acting drug, act even faster once the victim got active like that.

Randal smiled. Amused.

Ray still had strength to raise his head, looking at Randal.

“Let him go!”.

‘Or what?’

“I will kill you!”

He almost laughed.

‘Try it then~’.

Randal then kicked Vi, sending him flying to the nearby tree.

“No!”

“Please, no!

Hearing the plea from THE Beast, one of the top assassin among their rankings, his previous teammate, its very amusing to his heart.

Ahh. This sounds so good.

He kicked Vi's stomach again. Vi was already unconscious

“Don’t hurt him!”.

Randal drew his blade pointed at Vi.

“Please. Please don’t. Kill me. Just kill me. Don’t touch him. Please. I beg you.”, Ray felt despair in his heart.

‘Okay. But bark like a dog for me’.

“Arff! Arrff!’

Randal was genuinely surprised and was taken aback. He never saw someone do something so embarrassing without any hesitation throughout the times he toyed with others like this.

He can’t even laugh like the villain he is as usual.

“Now, a pig’.

Randal played a few times.

Randal had so much fun, toying with this guy. Is this really the beast he knows? It looks dumb and stupid. But now he gets bored.

Too easy.

Where is his shame???

He looked at Vi. Wondering how to toy with Ray. Killing him would be too quick. Torturing him while he’s unconscious seems a bit…eh.

He at least want to hear a scream and that too would make Ray sadder.

Now that he took a look at Vi… What are their relationships?

He does have an exquisite look. If not for the flat chest and short hair, he might have thought he’s a woman.

‘Are they lovers or something…?’

Randal lifted Vi in one hand, forcefully kissing his lips.

‘Ouh. This is new…’. Randal slightly enjoys it. He takes a look at how Ray responds,

“Get away you disgusting shit!”

Hearing that anger is like music to his ears.

Randal even pushed his tongue in and spit in Vi’s mouth, letting Ray see it all. Ray was going insane as he’s shaking on the ground, seemingly trying to force his body to move.

It’s so funny. It’s like a slug wiggling around when salt is poured on it.

Somehow it felt quite good kissing this boy. He tried it with men and women before but he finds it boring and no fun and can’t understand what’s the deal with it.

But somehow this person here arose a little something in him.

He tore Vi’s shirt open.

Ray gritted his teeth.

Stop. Stop. Please stop. Please. I beg you. I beg you. Please.

Randal is truly amused.

He dropped Vi to the ground and tore his pants open. Seeing the slender waist, white delicate skin, somehow even though he thought he was asexual, felt a little aroused.

…

Silence.

…

Hmm? Where’s the scream?

Randal went to see Ray. Still lying on the ground. His head was down, sometimes he keeps glancing at them but seemingly can’t bear to see it. He can see tears in his eyes.

“I am sorry… It’s my fault. It’s all my fault…. I am sorry. I am sorry…’ he could hear a quiet muttering.

Why won’t he scream again? Why won’t he beg? He already gave up???

Randal was slightly disappointed. Isn’t it too quick to give up. It’s not like he was about to kill him, shouldn’t be have some more energy left UNTIL he kills this person at least?

He now no longer felt like doing it. Might as well finish his job now.

He raised his blade to deliver the final blow.

Ray, seeing this opened his eyes wide, choked on words on plea.

He sees the blade stabbed right through Vi’s heart, and the blade twisted - causing fountain of blood flushing out of his chest.

Ray wanted to scream but it stuck in his throat.

Ray can’t respond. His world is crashing down.

Ray blames himself, that its him that killed Vi.

…

He killed him, like the others.

…