Becoming the Terminally-Ill Villain Who Torments His Disciples - Chapter 89.2
It felt like his heart dropped.
Cielo’s father had passed away when he, still living as Lee Eunwoo, was about that same age. His father used to return home around the same time every day after work, but one day, he suddenly disappeared.
It had been an ordinary day, no different from the rest. He hadn’t looked particularly happy or especially upset, just a typical, uneventful day.
Then, his father vanished.
His mother wailed that he must have run away after falling for another woman. But as time went on, she began blaming Eunwoo for his father’s disappearance.
“It’s because you liked another boy that your father ran away! How did I end up giving birth to something like you… What did I ever do to deserve this…”
“Filthy child, monster of a child…”
Time passed, and ten years after his father’s disappearance, his mother finally accepted his death and submitted the death report.
His father had disappeared overnight, just like that.
Whether he had died or was still alive was something that remained unknown until the day Eunwoo died.
“Wasn’t it a death filled with questions?”
While his thoughts spiraled endlessly, the demon leaned in from behind, half-embracing Cielo. Gripping his arm, the demon placed a hand over Cielo’s and drew out the sword as he continued speaking.
“You didn’t even know whether he was dead or alive, did you? Of course not. That sword is a divine blade that erases existence itself.”
“…”
“You stabbed him with that sword and erased your father’s existence.”
Thump, thump, thump.
Cielo’s heart trembled with unease.
He had only become Cielo after living as Lee Eunwoo. So how could something like that have happened in the past?
“Every, everything was all…”
But it became harder and harder to distinguish what was real and what was not. If he could think just a bit more clearly, he might have been able to find flaws in the demon’s words.
However, seeing his father’s face again after so long, and his mother smiling happily beside him, ached so deeply in his chest that it made coherent thought impossible.
“Now, it’s time for you to head toward that future you created.”
As if urging him to go stab and kill.
The demon’s snake-like tongue pushed Cielo to act.
As Cielo staggered toward his father’s back, the man, who had been conversing with his mother, noticed something strange and turned around.
“Hm?”
The moment their gazes met in the air, Cielo froze, swallowing his breath.
The way his brow furrowed when surprised, the habit of scanning people up and down, and how he would stick his chin out slightly when confused.
He was exactly the same as the father in Cielo’s memories.
“Really… is it really you, Father?”
“Pardon? Do you know me? That’s strange. I don’t have any foreign acquaintances…”
Scratching his head awkwardly, the man smiled.
Cielo bit down on the soft flesh inside his mouth.
He was right there, right in front of him, but didn’t recognize Cielo. Perhaps because he had lost his physical body as Eunwoo and now stood before him as Cielo.
If not that…
“Father…”
“Uh… haha. Did you lose your family? Wow, but you speak Korean really well.”
Cielo gave a bitter smile at the awkward expression.
It was only today that he finally understood what it felt like to have his father in front of him but be unable to call out to him.
Taking a deep breath, Cielo lowered his gaze and looked at the sword in his hand.
Surely, the blade was visible. Yet, his father only looked at his face, as if he hadn’t noticed the weapon at all.
Cielo reached out with his free hand and brushed the space near his father’s face. The sensation on his fingertips was just like touching a real, living person.
“Wha… well, huh. Is it because you’re a foreigner? You sure are casual for someone you just met…”
At the sight of his father looking flustered, Cielo lowered his eyes and muttered quietly,
“I missed you.”
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