Becoming the Terminally-Ill Villain Who Torments His Disciples - Chapter 23.2
“Oscar…”
“Please don’t go, Master. Don’t move away from me. Please, I’m begging you…”
Oscar’s tears streamed down.
It looked even more sorrowful than if he had been crying out loud like a child, and Cielo unconsciously clenched his fists.
Maybe Oscar felt anxious because someone who always gave him love was suddenly trying to create distance without reason.
‘Was trying to sleep separately too sudden…?’
Cielo slightly parted his lips.
He had known how to give love to an abused child, but he didn’t know how to help one become independent.
So, he had simply tried to create distance all at once.
It was a rash decision driven by urgency, and this was the result.
He was worried. What if his actions had hurt Oscar?
Biting his lip, Cielo lowered his head and pulled Oscar, who was crying with his head bowed, into a tight embrace.
“I’m sorry. I was wrong.”
“……”
“I won’t go anywhere. I’ll stay right here.”
Only then did Oscar’s body tremble faintly.
As if he had been holding back a flood of sorrow and pain, Oscar cried silently for a long while and then pointed to the new bed in the room.
“I don’t like that bed.”
“The bed?”
“I remember Lord Doberman once said he needed a new bed. Let’s give that one to him and keep using the one we always have. Okay?”
At Oscar’s words, Cielo raised both hands in surrender.
He had to admit it.
He was weak against Oscar.
Hopelessly weak.
In the end, Cielo gave the new bed to Ryan as Oscar suggested.
Ryan was a little confused, but simply rejoiced at receiving “a bed gifted by Cielo.”
This can’t go on…
There were still two years until Oscar’s trait would awaken. If he didn’t become independent before then, there was no telling what might happen.
To be honest, if all Oscar needed was just to be loved, Cielo might have allowed himself to be selfish too.
But in the story of “All I Wanted Was to Be Loved”, there was a looming threat against Oscar and the others.
Shortly after Oscar became an adult, strange rifts opened in the world, and demons that had been sealed deep underground began to crawl out.
They slaughtered everything in sight and plunged the world into chaos.
In the original story, Oscar wished to defeat the demons harming others, and in doing so, was exposed to countless dangers.
And it was the many male leads by his side who saved him from those crises.
“Remember this, Pascius. I’m helping you because I like you, not because I care about the demons.”
“I have no interest in fighting. I don’t care about protecting this world. But since you want it, I’ll gladly step in.”
But Cielo couldn’t take that role.
He didn’t have a body as strong as the others, nor did he have overwhelming power that could burn the world to ash.
‘If only I’d at least known who summoned the demons, I could’ve stopped them…’
If that had been the case, he could’ve boldly claimed his place at Oscar’s side.
Ironically, when he lived as “Lee Eunwoo” in the real world, he died in an accident before ever learning who had summoned the demons.
‘…What a useless master I am.’
Swallowing his frustration, Cielo lowered his gaze.
If the original Cielo, before he was possessed, had been a decent person, he might’ve had someone at his side to entrust to Oscar.
But he had an awful personality and had never kept people close.
So there was no one he could leave by Oscar’s side.
‘Is money all I have…?’
‘Wait.’
‘Maybe if I throw some money around, I could help Oscar at least a little.’
Come to think of it, there was a guild that showed up often in the novel—a fixer guild.
If you paid them enough, they would even bring in mercenaries from overseas and handle all sorts of dangerous jobs.
“Those guys…”
If he asked them to protect Oscar, wouldn’t that help later?
Suddenly rising to his feet, Cielo didn’t even take the time to tell anyone he was stepping out. He immediately left the imperial palace.
His mind was filled with only one thought:
The joy of finally being able to give Oscar someone who would be on his side.
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