Becoming the Terminally-Ill Villain Who Torments His Disciples - Chapter 63.1
“A illegitimate, acting all high and mighty…”
Eli spat out sharp words toward Cielo, whom he had encountered again. But even at that, Cielo only widened his eyes—offering neither affirmation nor denial.
Still, as time passed, Eli began to realize something.
Cielo was in a situation not much different from his own.
But Cielo was different.
He didn’t resist.
It was as if he were alive, but already dead.
‘I don’t want to end up like that.’
To Eli, Cielo looked like a vision of his own future—a life where all feelings were dead, where neither joy nor sorrow remained.
A life that continued only because one was breathing. A life that moved toward death, without ever knowing happiness.
Eli didn’t want to become like Cielo.
‘Get angry.’
And so, he pushed him further.
As if begging him to prove that this was not the future awaiting Eli.
When Eli found out that Cielo disliked Alphas, he deliberately released his pheromones.
He spoke harshly, acted cold.
He thought that if he kept pushing, Cielo might eventually snap and erupt in anger.
He wanted to see that Cielo hadn’t completely lost the ability to feel.
“Your Highness the Crown Prince.”
Then one day, Cielo—who had always responded with indifference—spoke.
Was he finally going to get angry?
Eli looked at him with anticipation, but—
“Stop trying so hard.”
“…What?”
“Neither your reality nor mine is going to change anyway.”
Eli was furious.
He hated how Cielo said such hopeless things, even though he clearly knew why Eli was acting the way he was.
So he lashed out.
To prove that he hadn’t lost his emotions yet.
Unlike Cielo, he could get angry—so he grabbed Cielo by the collar and threw him against the wall.
But after that day…
Cielo changed.
“Ugh, go away.”
He openly showed his disgust toward Eli. He was no longer alone.
But Eli began to worry.
What if, after briefly showing his emotions, Cielo shut his heart again?
So he provoked him more.
He pushed harder, hoping Cielo would struggle with everything he had.
He wanted him to express what he liked and hated—he wanted Cielo to live a life he desired.
Cielo seemed to be getting along well with Ryan.
There was no way he’d welcome the idea of marrying Eli.
So Eli figured, if he forced the topic of marriage, maybe Cielo would explode and show even more emotion.
That’s why Eli stirred up trouble everywhere—irritating everyone around Cielo.
Even Ryan, who rarely showed emotional fluctuations, and Oscar, who was small yet stared fiercely—he provoked them all, telling them to protect Cielo while they still could.
Thanks to that, Eli got what he wanted:
“Since you seem unable to control the heat of your Alpha instincts, once the celebration ends, you’ll head north to calm your mind and refine your character.”
…It worked.
He could finally escape this filthy imperial palace.
He might have to return in a few years, but that didn’t matter.
‘When we meet again… let’s both be different.’
With that unspoken farewell to Cielo, Eli left the palace.
But then…
“Told you, you should’ve stopped while you could, brother.”
Apparently, he had pushed Ryan too far.
“W-Wait a second, Doberman, listen—th-this isn’t what I meant to do—”
“Pick one. Will you die quietly here… or live as someone already dead?”
“I-I’ll live! I’ll live as someone already dead!”
Eli shouted without a moment’s hesitation.
Ryan raised an eyebrow, clearly not convinced—likely suspicious of how easily Eli surrendered without a fight.
“W-Where should I live, then? Somewhere in your line of sight? Just let me keep my life… I… I want to live freely too…”
For the first time, Eli spoke sincerely.
Though he had always urged Cielo to be brave, to fight for his freedom—he had never once voiced his own desire for freedom aloud.
And then… a miracle happened.
“Live freely, huh…”
“…”
“There’s one place… that seems perfect for you.”
With a sly grin, Ryan took Eli to a village in the forest.
At first, Eli thought Ryan had brought him somewhere remote to kill him.
But Ryan truly let him live.
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