Byul have no idea of what was going on at all.
He was senseless, painless and casted out of the hurtful reality. His brain and body are numb and he couldn’t think, couldn’t feel. All he could obey was his instincts. His instincts to strive, kill and rip everything into shreds. He can also only feel the unending thirstiness in his throat, the strong urge to bite and gnaw at someone’s flesh. Everything felt so unreal but that’s all he could ever think of.
In fact, he already lost his will. He can only stare and see the bloody mess in front of him by he couldn’t do anything. He don’t want to do anything but to just stare and wait for the next prey he could bury his teeth on. It was such a disastrous thought but he doesn’t know. All he could ever think was how will the blood ooze from those bite marks? How would his next prey slowly turned just like him and how he would fight and survive?
All that simple yet disastrous thoughts ran on his head.
And right now…
He felt just one thing.
‘It hurts.’
The sharp object drilled on his body as the blood leaked from his flesh non-stop. The scent was overwhelming and he was already drooling all over his face. The warm liquid splattered all over the floor but he could only think of licking, sucking and drinking that red liquid so that he could quench his thirst.
If he was his old self, it would probably make his stomach churned in disgust and he would come running away or passing out from fright. But right now, it just don’t matter anymore. Everything don’t matter anymore. He just don’t matter anymore.
So long he could drink to his heart's content, it doesn’t matter anymore.
Still, something inside him itches, a complicated feeling he couldn’t comprehend…
In the darkness of his heart lays a familiar face along with his own feelings sealed. Just when he’s about to die. It’s all he could’ve thought of. Not his demise nor his fall but that familiar feature, that unprecedented smile, his disgusting smile along with his eyes that look at him as if he’s trash. Just that and yet…
He couldn’t look away. No, he don’t want to look away.
The last thing he thought of was that annoying bastard’s face. How he wanted to hit him so much so that he would regret he ever existed! It’s all his fault. He dragged him into this mess. He should’ve left then, made some excuses and escaped.
“Arghr khrr grh..”
Those twisted words came off his mouth and in that brief moment he felt a warmed liquid streamed down his cheeks.
No, it’s not like that. He should’ve asked for his help at least…
If he did that, he wouldn’t be here gobbling someone’s flesh and enjoying the beautiful screams of his helpless victims. If only he did that…
He wouldn’t have died.
But…
In the silence Byul opened his eyes. No matter where he looked, it’s pitch black and in that moment he felt numb. Not a shred of pain, not a shred of sadness, just total emptiness. It was a feeling he never know it’s as if everything that he was bottling up inside was suck into the void.
Somehow, he don’t feel anything at all. Is this what death feels like? It’s strange and sudden but he don’t know how to describe the moment at all. He was really going, going to accept his present situation but like a drop of water in the stillness, he heard a voice.
It was distant and very far away but he could hear it. Someone, someone was calling his name. It was someone familiar to him and he was desperately calling for his name. It’s…
“Byul”
Zappp!
It’s as if a thread snap within him and he finally jolted awake. Byul opened his eyes abruptly as the surrounding slowly become clearer. The silly idiot sat up straight and held his throbbing head. The piercing pain washed over his sense and as soon as he realized he it he was already trembling in pain. The blood gush from his wounds but the only thing he could hear at this very moment was that familiar beep inside his head.
[Special Skill Unlocked!]
[Skill: Regeneration is activated!]
He was shocked for a long time but he could feel the pain slowly going away. It was thrilling and he should’ve been happy about it but he was given another scare! The silly idiot fell into a warm embrace and the pleasant surprise woke him up instantly.
The strength of the arm wrapped around him increased and the heat of the person skin seep into his own making him realized that he was stark naked. His ragged clothes fell down earlier because of the drilling machine. The buzzing sound still ring in his ears reminding him but he doesn’t care and he was unaware that he was being hugged to death.
Byul moved his arms a bit and before he could even break free a soft, warm sensation captured his lips. The violent kiss landed on his lips eagerly covering his face as the fierce tongue slid into his mouth. The person exhaled warm air next to his cheeks, the ragged breathing became heavier and heavier as the naughty hand frantically rubbed on his waist as it slowly slid across his butt giving him a playful pinch. Byul blushed, shyness spread across his face and the familiar face immediately welcome his sight.
He was distracted by the handsome features but the sound of ripping immediately dart his attention towards Stanley who was now dressing his wound with the piece of clothing from the ground.
“You…”
The following words didn’t escaped his mouth and he was rather speechless and disappointed at this moment. Stanley looked at him with a gaze he couldn’t recognized. It was a very deep, unwavering look he saw from his eyes but there’s something deeper into his soul that he couldn’t understand. It was a very complicated stare.
“I’m sorry.”
The silence broke and Stanley lowered his head, his bangs covering his face making it hard for him to see what kind of expression he have right now. Stanley finally tied the cloth and slowly lift him up in his arms.
Byul has yet to process the situation when his lips was unexpectedly captured again. His warm breath spread into his and a familiar beep jolted him in surprise.
[Skill: Master’s Bond activated!]