Chapter 103 - The Rewritten World Burn : Part 1

Kiaran had the most fantastic plan.

He knew, in the end, Axel would use his power to protect the unconscious Cain and become his greatest weapon.

So what happened right now did not make any sense.

Really. He had never faced something like this before. He did face an unplannable situation once when he first met Valerian, but because of him, he always included the blond in his plan. Even though the lieutenant would always throw him off, he always had various plans to face his sworn enemy.

But he never included this strange man in.

"I am considerate. Right, Kiaran?"

The blindfolded man's words rang, and Kiaran knew the implication behind the sentence. The man was trying to throw the conversation that he had with his father two days ago.

"Look at how considerate your son is."

Kiaran grinned with a hint of nervousness behind his mask. A bead of sweat started to form on the corner of his forehead. Ah, this man played with irony too. On top of that, he knew the conversation that he made with Cain while he did not notice the blindfolded man's presence at all.

This man was dangerous. For the first time, Kiaran could not think of a plan at all. It was not interesting like how he met Valerian, it was intriguing and annoying in some way.

"Let's get started, shall we?" The man smiled with an eerie aura surrounding him. The cryptic feeling just by staring at the man's mouth struck Kiaran, and it just irritated him even more.

Adreanna did not even need instruction from him for her to launch an attack. She quickly threw herself at the man and fired bullets as she swirled in the air. Her braided hair swung around elegantly, and she looked like a scene right from a movie.

But then a fast dark void appeared out of nowhere and swallowed Adreanna, erasing her from everyone's sight. Kiaran tried to stay calm and unbothered because he knew that the man was examining his reaction.

Another void appeared beside the unconscious Cain and slowly ate the man away from existence, probably sending him somewhere.

"It seemed like I'm next." Kiaran chuckled, ignoring how his heart was beating irregularly. "Right, blind man?"

"Yes, you are correct!" The mad man chuckled and gave him a crazed grin. "Your name-calling is always interesting. I am honoured to receive a name from you." His grin turned mocking, and Kiaran knew it was his time.

There was no point in fighting. He needed to know the situation more. He would find out after he let the dark void swallow him whole.

He felt something prickle in his hands and noticed how the void had started. This must have had a connection with that bow in the man's hand. Was it related to the dark arrows?

He knew the man's gaze was burning holes at him when his vision slowly got dark. The void came at his eyes like a burning paper. It was fast, yet you could see the messed up circle as the burning ended.

It did not take long for him to get his vision back and teleported in some kind of room surrounded by blurred glass. There was nothing but him in this 5x5 meters room.

Someone was watching from somewhere. A hidden camera? Demons power?

There was a possibility that Adreanna or Cain was beside him in the same exact room. This was a cliche thing to trap someone. The blindfolded man probably wanted to play games.

...that was quite boring for boldly saying that the man would make a better ending for the play.

He walked closer to the glass in front of him and touched it. His blue eyes sharpened as he let his hand feel the glass. He brought his other hand up and lowered his mask, revealing his good-looking face.

Having a good-looking face made it easier to manipulate people. No matter how people say 'looks don't matter, what matters is your heart'. It was bullshit—those who said that stuff was the bad-looking people.

Good-looking people always had leverage in life. Kiaran used it to manipulate many times. He fooled many women for his jobs to the point it got really boring.

Anyway, he was getting off-track here.

Kiaran brought his mouth closer to the glass and blew it. It made some dew in the blurry mirror. Then there was a possibility someone could see him through the mirror right now or later.

He walked back until his back touched the glass and took a few readied steps. He quickly ran at full speed to the front glass and bumped into it.

It hurt him a little. But based on how it did not shake at all, then this glass was made of something really solid. It felt like the mirror that had gotten infected by the black arrow.

It could be a possibility too.

"Have I told you that I really like that calculating gaze of yours?" A voice rang from everywhere, and Kiaran found it hard to search for the source. His blue eyes hardened as he flared his eyes opened more, trying to search the sound.

"Therefore, I have to say thank you?" He answered with eyes that still calculated every single dust in the room.

"You're welcome." The voice of the man answered back, and Kiaran gave him a smile as a reply. It was not sincere, of course.

"Make yourself at home, Kiaran." The man continued, and Kiaran did not stop looking around with his eyes.

"So you know who I am by how you keep calling me by my name. Since when?" Kiaran tried to keep the conversation going. He started to plan many things while calculating every single tone that the man uttered.

"You see. I admire your play, and this is coming from the sincerity of my heart." The man complimented, and Kiaran knew where this was going.

"Are you going to fucking do a villain speech?" The secondborn Vergessene grunted. This would be more annoying than he initially thought it would.

"I'll explain the part of your play that I've written." The ominous man ignored him and continued.

"Damn it." Kiaran sighed and paused for a moment. "Doing it myself was fun. Now that I have to hear you talk about your 'evil' plan' myself and- ugh!"

A wave of black electricity suddenly struck him, sending the pain to flow through his pain. It made Kiaran fall to his knees and clench his teeth as a result.

What kind of writing was this? This was far too cliche. His ending was still the best. This man just straight up copied some kind of thriller movies in general.

"I told you I'm rewriting your plan. If you did not want to listen, then so be it. You'll experience it firsthand anyway." The man sounded irritated for a moment. There was a possibility that he was around Axel's age or his own age from the slight whine in his voice.

"Who's controlling this room? You're not alone, aren't you?" Kiaran said while huffing off breaths like he was running out of air. Sweats run down his forehead, glueing his black locks to his face.

"As expected of the smartest Vergessene." There was applause, double ones. So there were actually two people.

Then the glass in front of him started to slowly unblurred, revealing Axel who was restrained with black chains. The boy's mismatched eyes widened when he saw him, and Kiaran quickly put a finger in front of his mouth, telling him to stay quiet.

Axel pointed to his left with his head, and Kiaran quickly caught the shadow right on the farthest side of Axel's room. It seemed like the boy's room was three times bigger than his.

The man slowly walked into Kiran's vision and appeared right in front of him. It was the blindfolded man.

"It's me. Ta-da." He spread his hands that were wearing fingerless gloves happily. "I'm the one who controls the room."

Kiaran stared at him, uninterested. "Are you fucking joking right now."

Then something clicked in his mind the longer he stared at the man. "Wait." His blue eyes sharpened, glinting under the light. "You're not the previous blindfolded man."

"Yep, this is my counterpart." Another man suddenly appeared beside the other blindfolded man. They both wore the same torn cloak and were blindfolded. Everything was the exact same.

"By the way, we meet again, Tithonus. The last time we met, I tried to kill you, remember?" The new blindfolded man happily exclaimed, and Axel quickly widened his eyes.

So he was the reason why the demon Cain and demon Adreanna tried to search for the culprit who tried to harm Axel that day. Kiaran was wondering where the two had gone off to and thought that his plan was becoming easier as he effortlessly snatched Axel back to his grasp that day.

"You don't have to do anything, don't worry. I know Axel is the main character in your play, and I'll keep it that way." The original blindfolded man reassured and flashed a knowing smile. "So just stay still and let me handle this."

Kiaran had a bad feeling about this.

"So, Axel. As you can see. Your family members are in three separate glasses." He clasped both of his hands and turned his back on Kiaran to face Axel.

Separated glasses? Then to his left and right were Cain and Adreanna. He was right.

"Choose one to sacrifice and the other two shall live."

Kiaran closed his eyes in irritation. This cliche shit-