Becoming the Terminally-Ill Villain Who Torments His Disciples - Chapter 51.1
At some point, Duke Esteban began to speak with certainty. That there could never be an Omega born in the Esteban family.
But Cielo manifested as an Omega.
By manifesting as an Omega, it ended up indirectly revealing that Cielo was an illegitimate child.
“I’m pretty sure there were Omegas somewhere in the upper lineage… So why do they insist an Omega could never come from the Esteban family?”
Muttering with a pout, Cielo hid in the corner of the library, avoiding the twins.
Even from the time Cielo first appeared in the Esteban household, there had been many who looked at him with suspicion. But after his manifestation as an Omega, everyone’s gaze clearly carried wariness.
Even the twins began to turn their backs on Cielo, and some of the servants started treating him as if he didn’t exist.
“Mother…”
He missed her.
When he had first opened the door and stepped out into the world, everything had looked beautiful. Even when someone stabbed his heart with sharp words, they hadn’t registered in his ears.
He wanted to go see his mother, Aire—but he couldn’t bring himself to take the first step.
“You lied to me for seven years? Said you didn’t want to see my face for years, and all the while you were secretly raising some brat behind my back?”
“…I just want to see my children. They’re my children. Why are you taking them from me?”
“Don’t be ridiculous. You’re supposed to look only at me.”
“…”
“That child’s miserable life—it’s all your fault, Aire.”
“No, please… What are you going to do to him? Please, don’t. He’s our son. Our son!”
“You’d better not try to see him again. If I hear you two met again… I’ll kill you both.”
Just outside the door, Cielo froze, unable to take another step. He had heard those voices from inside the room.
The fury that Typhon couldn’t hold back. The threat to kill them both if they ever met again. That moment had stayed burned into Cielo’s memory.
“If I go to see her…”
Typhon would definitely find out. So Cielo couldn’t go see his mother.
So he endured it. Even when Pielago and Sol continued tormenting him, he endured. And endured again.
But he couldn’t stop something deep inside him from breaking down.
“Mother…”
Lying on the bed, Cielo called to her in a faint voice, his eyes dull and lifeless.
At twelve years of age.
Ever since manifesting as an Omega, Cielo had stood frozen in place—unable to move forward or retreat. As if nailed to the spot.
He remembered Aire’s words: that if he just stood still, she would come to get him.
But she never came.
“Mother…”
Tears he had been holding back streamed down his cheeks. One of the drops passed over a scratch on his cheek.
The sting made the sorrow rise even stronger.
All he wanted was to live freely. He just wanted to enjoy the world the same way everyone else did. So why did he have to be in so much pain?
As he curled up under the blankets, someone entered the room without even knocking.
At the same time, Cielo felt his breath catch in his throat.
“Don’t come, don’t come…”
But his desperate wish was ignored, as a pair of hands heartlessly ripped away the blanket.
“Cielo.”
“Let’s play.”
A hellish voice pierced his ears.
As Cielo bit into the soft flesh inside his mouth, a large hand grabbed his ankle.
Thud!
Dragged down from the bed, Cielo looked up at the twins, who were smiling like devils.
When Cielo, face full of fear, looked up at them, Sol approached and leaned in to whisper:
“Maybe instead of pitying us, you should’ve watched your mouth.”
“…”
“So—who’s the pitiful one now?”
The bullying had started with verbal abuse.
“Illegitimate child.”
“Filthy thing.”
But at some point, perhaps deciding that those words no longer affected Cielo, the abuse escalated into physical torment.
The night the bullying got so severe that even Typhon, who had turned a blind eye, was forced to intervene—
“I hear you’re leaving the mansion as soon as a position opens in the imperial palace?”
“What a shame. I was having fun.”
Sol and Pielago walked up to Cielo with a grin. Then they each grabbed an arm and dragged him into a carriage, taking him to a villa in the northern forest.