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BrokenEmperor

The Emperor that ruled the world is reborn in another, a quiet man covered with mysteries. He encounters his fated one, the only one who can meet his cold eyes. He wishes to live a normal life, she wishes to rule. Read the story of the couple, the male lead facing his demons, while the female lead strives to walk her path.

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87 Chs

Chapter 69

Cayn slowly turned to the other two.

Raphael started laughing creepily, as if insanity had taken over his mind.

That was all because Cayn was walking toward him.

Because Cayn was staring, at him.

He started gasping heavily.

His body started forgetting how to breathe.

He was afraid.

He was terrified.

His turn has come.

It was torturous enough for him to watch what happened to the other two.

It was torturous enough to watch for hours, what was millions of years, of what awaited him.

It was torturous enough, for his body and mind, to wait.

It seemed like the psychological torture had already affected him.

He laughed, and laughed, until his lungs tightened, until his heart pained him.

"How long, how long have you been hiding this?"

Cayn walked without saying a word until he stood before him.

That only made Raphael's anger become even more uncontrollable.

"HOW LONG!!?" Veins appeared all over his neck, shouting as loud as a man can scream.

Raphael loathed the talented Cayn more than anything.

From the moment they met.

From the moment Cayn stood before him.

Yes.

YES.

It all started on that day.

If only he didn't appear before him.

If only he wasn't raised by the wisdom god.

If only.

If only!

IF ONLY HE NEVER EXISTED!!

ALL BECAUSE OF THAT DAY!!

THAT CURSED DAY!!

Raphael's mind became consumed by his thoughts.

Remembering that day so vividly.

As if it was happening before him.

As if he was there all over again.

He could hear the wisdom god's words introducing him.

He could hear the other angels happy that such a man joined their ranks.

He could hear all of them shouting his name.

Why his name?

WHY HIM?

DID YOU ALL FORGET WHAT I DID BEFORE HIM?

DID YOU ALL FORGET WHAT I DID FOR ALL OF YOU?

Raphael in the middle of such a vision couldn't scream out his thoughts.

Suddenly, as he gritted his teeth.

"Raphael? What's wrong?"

"Hmm?" Raphael's eyes widened as if he had woken up from a trance.

He looked into the wisdom god's eyes deeply.

His expression was stuck for a moment.

Suddenly he jumped and started looking around.

Checking his body and his surroundings.

Checking his breath and hitting his legs.

"RAPHAEL! What's wrong with you?" Screamed suddenly the wisdom god.

Raphael placed a hand on his face, hiding his expression.

"Tell me, Oh creator god. Is there a possibility, that even I, can see visions of the future?"

The wisdom god thought for a moment.

"I don't know, but since I shared my power with you to make you an angel, there is a slim chance. Why, did you see something?"

"No, no..." A smile stuck on his face but he quickly hid it and acted tired. "I would have told you," he continued. "By any chance, do you where Cayn is?" He asked.

The wisdom god grew confused but he didn't ask more.

"I believe he went outside to catch a moment after being introduced to everyone."

"Alright, he is the only one like me, I should probably have a talk with him as his senior."

"Yes, lovely. After all, this is probably too much for him to take in any way," spoke the creator god as he patted Raphael's back before leaving.

Raphael waited until he left.

Then his smile appeared again.

A creepy and terrifying smile.

He disappeared, appearing above the huge castle of the creator god.

His eyes looked around, only to find Cayn standing beside a tree smoking.

He quickly appeared behind him.

Cayn seemed to not notice his presence.

The smile on Raphael's face grew wider.

His murderous intent leaked.

Cayn suddenly turned around throwing his cigarette, only to find no one was there.

He looked around confused, but still not changing his expression.

A hand hastily grabbed his mouth.

Raphael's shadow appeared behind him.

Cayn struggled to take his hand off.

"YES! YES! YOU PROBABLY DON'T KNOW THE REASON WHY THIS IS HAPPENING TO YOU! YOU HAVE NO IDEA! BUT LOOK AT YOU STRUGGLING TO FREE YOURSELF!" Screamed Raphael in Cayn's ears, who slowly started losing strength in his arms.

"Unfortunately for you," Raphael's voice became murderous and quiet, "I need this done quickly before he notices, unfortunately, I couldn't torture you slowly and not let you acquire strength even for just a day. Vision or not, you don't deserve to breathe for another day."

Cayn's eyes grew red as he couldn't catch his breath. He struggled less.

"I will still have to find a way to explain it to him. For now!.."

A light sword appeared piercing Cayn's chest.

Cayn's eyes rolled back.

Raphael pulled out the sword, gritted his teeth, and pierced him again.

And again, and again as blood rushed out Cayn's body.

Raphael's clothes and face were bashed with blood.

That only made his eyes more terrifying.

That only made him smile harder and laugh as this feeling truly wasn't that of a dream.

I killed Cayn.

CAYN IS DEAD.

BY MY HANDS!

Cayn's body fell down on its knees.

Raphael didn't miss a moment and slashed for his neck.

Thud.

Cayn's head, was on the ground.

Blood splurted everywhere.

And Raphael was there, with a big smile on his face.

He started laughing.

He was happy, he was truly happy.

He had finally done it.

He finally won even like this.

He won.

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The world and castle where Raphael was zoomed out.

Cayn, was standing, with Sura still kneeling by the side.

Watching this scene with little to no expression on his face.

As Sura was watching he didn't know of Cayn's reasons for doing this.

Suddenly he heard screaming.

His eyes turned to look at Raphael in the dream.

Cayn's headless body had stood up and with a sword pierced Raphael's body.

"HOW!! HOW!!! I CLEARLY CUT YOUR HEARD!! I KILLED YOU!!"

Cayn's headless body didn't stop there and butchered Raphael with the sword.

Raphael still had a stupefied look on his face as his head was cut.

Only to wake up again, next to the wisdom god, asking him again.

"Raphael? What's wrong?"

Raphael jumped touching his neck with a terrified expression.

"CAYN! CAYN!" He screamed.

"RAPHAEL! What is wrong with you?" Shouted the wisdom god.

Raphael quickly caught his breath and acted nonchalant.

Leaving the wisdom god to catch Cayn again next to the tree.

This time he watched for a minute from afar.

His eyes were bloody red.

THIS CAN'T BE A HALLUCINATION RIGHT??

RIGHT?

RIGHT!!

His enraged self became even more confident and jumped on Cayn again.

This time cutting him to pieces.

But then again, those pieces reattached and killed him.

Again, next to the wisdom god.

Raphael almost lost it and directly went for Cayn.

This time, burning him to a crisp.

But even then, the dust and wind reformed Cayn's body, for Raphael to die by his hands again.

The cycle kept repeating.

Raphael kept trying everything.

Even waiting millions of years before trying to commit to killing him.

Even building a true friendship with Cayn, leading to breaking his heart and poisoning him.

Everything.

Every scenario.

Ended with him reappearing next to the wisdom god.

Raphael's mind broke like no other.

Cayn.

Cayn!

CAYN!!

There was only Cayn on his mind.

BUT EVERY TIME!

EVERY ATTEMPT!

EVERYTHING ALWAYS ENDED THE SAME!

Sura watched, as to what seemed like a million lifetimes for Raphael, only but hours once again.

And at the end of it Raphael was but a simple idiot, whose mouth was spouting white liquid staring at the distance.

Whenever Cayn's name was spoken he could only scream and whale.

He was nothing, but a mindless person, who had gone too far for any arm to reach out to him.

He tried suicide many times, only to restart again.

He became a mindless idiot.

And he stayed like that, until Cayn decided for the dream to stop.

Raphael appeared before Cayn.

But his eyes, even if they were staring at the front, were in their own world.

He was truly gone.

White foam kept appearing in his mouth.

He would clean it with his shirt then laugh and play with it.

He was truly gone.

And Sura had watched all of it.

Cayn then slashed his throat without as much as a word.

Leaving his body falling in endless darkness, before turning towards Sura, who was saved for last.