Chương 30: THE DREAM
"And that's why you deserve this."
With her head low and eyes closed, she recalled his words which were replenished with so much resentment. She can't believe where she is now. The heart which once treasured her so much is now filled with so much hatred for her.
In the end, it's the outcome of her doing.
Only if she could go back...only if she could show him what was in her heart...but didn't she also betray herself? Struck her feelings away and embraced something which destroyed her, dragging him along.
Which killed her dear master and his mother.
She doesn't have any words to defend herself, there is no way to get out of the hole. Past cannot be recalled but wounds can bleed again.
Not realizing when she dozed off, she found herself standing in a very familiar room. There was a small table in between with a buffer on its other side. Megara's eyes widened and she looked down at her hands, they were still chained and she was in the same dirty attire. She looked around and slowly started to walk purposely avoiding knocking her foot against a cushion or anything else as if she was there.
She flinched and abruptly turned around when she heard the door opening with a loud thud, the door hit the wall before they came knocking against each other again.
Her pupils dilated when she saw a very unfamiliar scene before her. Something she wasn't aware of. She was aware that Evandros father used to beat him but this was the first time she saw his father personally yelling at him.
The boy flinched back as his father barked in his face like a mad dog, his temper deadly. Was this the scene where she didn't see Evandros for the whole three days? He was locked up in his room and no one was allowed to meet him.
When Megara saw him with bruises, she knew it was his fathers doing and asked him why he beat him so badly. All she got was the same excuse of him fighting against his father for his dreams.
Was that all?
Did he rebuke his father to attain his ambitions?
Why is she dreaming about such an event?
He was already beaten up, he had a bruise next to his lip and his right cheek was pretty much swollen. He stood in a straight stance but his head hung low.
"Tell me, how many times have I told you not to go to that stupid garden? Are you a woman? Why do you go around collecting herbs instead of practicing your shitty martial arts?" Ezekiel yelled, his chest rapidly falling and rising due to his anger. He said he fought for his ambitions but he wasn't even uttering a single word. He looked like a terrified puppy, scared to raise his head. He grasped his trembling hands together.
The door once again burst open as Jasemin rushed inside.
Anxiety plastered on her face as she rushed towards them. "You...you knew he was still going to that garden yet you dare to hide it from me. You need to be punished?" Ezekiel snickered and grabbed Jasemin by her hair, yanking her forward and throwing a slap across her face.
"Father, no, it was my fault." Evandros tried to get in between them but just as he got near them, Ezekiel put his hand against Evandro's stomach, and Evandros landed in the corner. With a loud groan of pain escaping his lips, he spits out blood by the time he touches the cold floor.
"Evan," Jasmine yelled and joined her hands together in front of her husband, who held her hair in a tight fist. "Please, he is your son." She begged and sobbed, tears rolling down her eyes as her motherly gaze and heart could not bear to see her son in such a state.
"He is your son, as useless as you." He said and with a line of curses, he pushed her away. She stumbled back and fell on the floor, not before quickly standing up and rushing towards her son. She kneeled in front of him and quickly stuffed a tablet in his mouth.
Megara stood there.
Watching everything with her green hues.
He was already suffering a lot....and she just had to go around, breaking him even more.
When this was occurring before her eyes, she remembered Evandros stopped going to the garden as he was always with her even though their thoughts were different. She emerged in the martial arts world while he disliked it, but he stopped going to the garden. She remembered she was injured in combat and her leg got hurt. When he came to know about this, he immediately rushed away saying he had to do something but then she saw him after four days covered in bruises.
He...He....she stared at the scene in utter shock.
"Tsk, he doesn't listen to me anymore. This is all because of that stupid girl. You learn all of her characteristics, stubborn as hell. Why don't you also learn how to be a real man from her?" Ezekiel said, scoffing along. Evandros finally snapped his head up. His jaw twitched and he was about to stand up but her mother held him down, begging him with her eyes.
He stared at his mother before lowering his gaze, his hands tightly clenched into a fist.
"That nasty girl, I'll make sure I throw her out of here." He said and walked towards the door but before he could open it, something stood before him. It came like thunder, blinding him for a second.
Ezekiel looked up, his pupils dilated as he stepped back in shock.
Megara looked at the scene in utter shock.
Evandros stood at the door, his head slightly hanging low, he was surrounded by a huge black fog, and his hair was floating in the air as his body was trembling. He was unleashing his demons which he didn't know how to control. Whenever his anger takes over him, his demons will be unleashed without his control. He will go out of his senses but that thing rarely transpires.
This was the first time Ezekiel and Jasemin saw their son's demon.
This demon was his... cursed magic.
Jasmine rushed towards her son but Coward back when the flame hissed at her, on the other hand, Ezekiel was shocked but excited as well...he thought this thing is his ultimate sword with this he will ascend the world but for that, he needs to fully awake the demon inside him.
Megara gazed at the scene in shock. This was not the first but the second time she saw this thing, she felt these flames devouring her body in resentment long ago. His power was enormous.
To control his demon the father and son had a battle that Megara could no longer see as she was startled out of her dream.
She huffed and quickly sat up straight, her chest heaving up and down as she felt tears rolling down her cheeks. He truly loved her...when his father found out about his feelings for her, he destroyed his son to make him his ruthless weapon.
He loved her.
He cared so much.
He was so pure.
Every corner of her fate is reminding her of her past, making her bleed on and on.
"I'm s-sorry"
Not being able to control it anymore, she burst into tears. She thought she could avoid these events but it looks like they are attached to her like a shadow, they will join her in hell as well.
Even her slumbers are now taunting her about how pathetic she was back then.
Only if he could forgive her...asking for forgiveness, feels like a sin as well.
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