15: Excerpt from another world I

Kaon finally achieved what he wanted: Peace.

There's no more heroes, no more villains, and most importantly, no more superpowers except him.

And the guy chained inside his basement, but that's not important right now.

Right now, the super villain strolled through the quiet streets. Unrecognizable corpses of heroes laid to rot on the concrete as he walked by, humming a song that his mom and dad used to sing to him.

"La, la, la..." He took deep breaths in between each words, and it burned his lungs.

Damn, his mom was right about smoking. Or maybe it's just the shit ton of dirt and dust in the air from all that destruction, who knows? Probably both.

"La, la, la, la, la..."

Tears were streaming down his face as his voice echoed through the streets. His hair blew in the late afternoon wind, and he couldn't help but smile at the memories.

His parents died for him. For his cause. Well, they executed by the United Superhero Council, but they died for him. They knew about the utopia that Kaon wanted to build, and they know what they must do for Kaon to achieve it. Kaon didn't want them to die because they're his parents, apparently. Hah.

They would have a place in his utopia, no matter how hypocritical it is for him to keep them alive. He would trade everything just to have them back, to fill the emptiest back at the house that he knew up in. While the residents of the city were hiding away in their houses, Kaon made his way back to that same house where the memories of his little family was living on the walls.

His utopia isn't complete. He's still alive, and there's also another superpower who's still alive inside of Kaon's basement.

The Blood Prince had killed hundreds — no — thousands of people with superpowers. Half of them were working as superheroes for the United Superhero Council. The other half were labeled as criminals just because they didn't submit to the USC. Half of that half were sent to help the heroes take down Kaon, but look at them now, they're corpses staining the road red.

Because of insider informations from his dear mother, Kaon was able to take down many of them inside prisons. Oh, how he missed the days of throwing his cellmates around their cell until they're nothing but a pile of red on their bunk bed. Those days were never dull, and he had a knack for pretending that he needed less power blockers than he actually did. When the idiots in the USC finally figured out he was pretending, they finally gave him the correct dose of power blocker.

The other half of the half were called villains. Those guys were easy to wipe off the earth because his wonderful dad had made a checklist for him.

Kaon should've known that the only person who would not die by his hands directly or indirectly was the man who guarded his cell. The man who was so close yet so out of reach.

The man who was called Immovable while Kaon was infamous for being an unstoppable force.

Oh, his beloved Ryun must be missing him. All alone in that basement. Hm... Kaon should get him something to eat, too. Poor guy must be starving because the villain was away from home longer than he expected to be. Well, technically, his dear Ryun's power will sustain him for a while.

Worse case scenario is the man escape his basement. Just like his mom had taught him, always have a back up plan for your back up plan, so Kaon had baby-proofed the entire house just in case Ryun got out of the basement, and he made sure that every door and window was locked from the outside.

Hmm... Would Ryun like some custard tarts today? Kaon sure does.

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The man in the basement was holding on to the hope that his brother will come and save him.

Ryun looked at the little window that's letting in golden rays. The sun is setting, and the brunet hates sitting in the darkness. The chains connecting his feet to the wall were long enough for him to pace around and use the bathroom, but it wasn't long enough for him to turn on the lights.

At least he could turn the lights on in the bathroom. Maybe he should sit in the bathroom and wait for Kaon—

"Rrrrrrryun...!"

Speaking of the devil...

The familiar raspy voice echoed throughout the house, bouncing on the sad gray walls of the basement. Ryun winced in pain as he sat up straight on the mattress. His ribs still hurt from the last time the villain visited him. Even though the guard can heal from his wounds quickly, every single cut and bruises still hurt as hell.

He had considered breaking his leg out of the chains, but that process would be too painful, so Ryun opted to wait for Kaon to come back, and hopefully get the villain to trust him enough that he'll be let loose around the house. Hell, even around the basement without having the chairs around his leg would be much better than his current state.

If the prison guard can't find a way out, then he'll just have to wait until his half brother Kade and his team to break into this hell hole to save him. Ryun was never really a superhero in the first place, and look what working for USC got him.

Eager steps were loud enough to announce the villain's presence as he walked downstairs, and a delicious scent of fresh baked goods were in the air. The brunet's mouth watered just from the scent of custard and pastry, but he held himself back.

The basement door was slammed open as usual, revealing the silhouette of a man with long black hair covering his lean muscles. Purple eyes seemed the glow as he scanned the room, and those eyes finally landed on Ryun.

"I got you food." Kaon gently shook the cardboard box in his hand, and his smile grew larger as he slowly made his way closer.

Ryun took a deep breath, and he learned not to run away from the villain. He'll only get dragged back by force. Even though Ryun is not immune to being thrown around by Kaon, he can heal fast enough that the villain can't kill him immediately. And the pain, oh the pain. His nerves were still tingling from the last time the beautiful long haired man tried to rip Ryun to shreds.

The box of pastries were set down on the mattress, right in front of Ryun and within range. Kaon sat down on the floor, which made it easier for him to keep eye contact with his prisoner.

"No 'thank you' for me?" Kaon pouted as he reached out to open the box. "I'm pretty sure I thanked you everyday when you brought me food, Ryun."

"Thanks." At this point, the once guard thought it's best to play along. He picked up one of the tarts from the box and took it bite.

It tasted heavenly, and in no time, Ryun reached for a second one. He could hear the low rumble chuckling from his captor, and once Ryun finished his second piece, Kaon finally reached for one.

As they eat in silence, Ryun wondered how the hell did he get here. Well, it all started when he began working for the USC. He should've just applied to a university, but no, he wanted to save up and work first, and his father lured him with an opportunity of an easy job.

Being a prison guard was an easy job until they assigned him to Kaon, the one who kept killing his guards when they bring him food. It's only logical that they assigned Ryun, who was well-known for being indestructible, to the guy who kept breaking people even with power blockers on.

It's ironic that their roles are reversed now, with Ryun being chained inside a basement while Kaon is the one bringing him food.