"You...you killed my parents" he dropped a shocking bomb. Ryan's eyes widened a bit. Leonel 's eyes darted from Ryan to Seo In Gang.
"What?" Ryan spoke, his voice barely heard.
"I watched you brutally murder my parents without blinking. You made it that I was unable to recognise their faces. And after killing them, you just walked away. You expect me to forget the face of a murderer? I vowed that I would destroy you for taking my parents away and leaving me with no one. I just want you dead. You don't deserve life. You deserve to rot in hell"
Ryan stared at him with a cold gaze. The words 'You don't deserve life' rang severally in his ears. Leonel looked at him, his fists were clenched. His jaws hardened. He saw the veins in Ryan's neck bulging out. He was angry.
"How are you sure it was him?" Leonel asked.
"With or without a mask.... I know it's you" he replied. Ryan just stared... deeply. And the more he did, he remembered that had happened. He did kill his parents.
On one cold night, he just sat alone in his room, drinking. He felt so tired of life. The pain kept killing him yet he couldn't die. The humans were really wicked, calling him at very minute. Mostly in vain. He would go through series of pain everyday and even attack the ones who tried helping him. As if. Not like they could stop the pain. He wanted to die...he was already dead anyway. Just a living like a corpse. He took a large gulp of the wine, feeling the pain that burned his flesh. When would this end? He wondered.
He was still trying to recover from the pain he was feeling now, but since everyone despised him, the words came again. He groaned , squeezing hard onto his chest. His red eyes burned with tears and they rolled down his cheek. He was going suffocated again, every air he took burned his lungs. He stopped breathing to stop his burning lungs, but his heart ached like it was being ripped out of his chest. His flesh burned with pain, he felt like was being stabbed countless times by the whole world.
"Stop!" he groaned out painfully. But what could that could do? It only increased the pain because the person wanting his help was crying. Why does he have to suffer for someone else?? Trying to end the pain sooner, he stood up. Every step he took felt like he was walking on red hot flames. But he walked anyway to his balcony. Leaping from it into the city. The more he glided with the wind, the more closer he came, the more pained he was.
He stopped at the top floor ofa building. He could hear cries and shouts. He walked forward in staggered steps, the bottle of wine still in his hands. He opened the door of the house and walked in. The scene his eyes caught burned his heart. A drunken man was beating up his son so harshly like he wasn't his father. While his mother...she did the same. The boy was crying for help, he was already bleeding through his nose. But instead of running away he remained there and let them beat him. Oh...the door was locked and he only forced it opened.
The drunk man noticed Ryan in the room. "Yah!" he called hoarsely. "Who are you? Do you want to die?"
Ryan scoffed "I wish I could" he looked at the boy. He was a teenager. And he immediately stood up and rushed to hide behind him.
"Help me. They are going to kill me" he said.
"What did you do?" Ryan asked him.
"Nothing" he answered.
That caused Ryan's blood to boil more than it already is. He threw the bottle of wine at the man out of sheer reflex. The boy gasped, he wasn't expecting that. He was just expecting Ryan to take him away. The man groaned in pain as the bottle broke on his body. The woman started yelling and cursing at Ryan. Wasn't new. He was already cursed.
Ryan walked towards them, grabbed the man by his collar and started punching him hard, pushing him to the floor. He kept punching him, releasing all his pain and frustration on his face. The mother and son tried pulling him away "Stop, you'll kill him" the boy said. The woman kept hitting his back and asking him to stop. He pushed them away and continued. Blood was gushing out as the man's face broke. But he didn't stop, he continued. Punching him hard like if he did his pain would end forever. They kept pulling him away, dragging him. But like a bloodlust beast, Ryan would drag himself back and continue. Until he killed the man, only then did he stop. The boy stared in shock while Ryan stood up. Breathing heavily through his mouth.
"D-dad?" the boy called, tears clouding his vision. "D-dad...Dad, get up" he shook him slightly, then violently. But his father wasn't waking up. "Dad! Dad!!" he cried out, hugging his father tightly. The woman too began to cry. Her eyes wandered around on the floor and she was breathing heavily. She looked at Ryan who just stood there staring at his hands.
"You monster" she cursed at him and he lifted his eyes to her. "How dare you? I will kill you!" she turned and walked to the kitchen and came back with a knife. Ryan took a step back which she misunderstood. He was just staggering because the pain grew more deep.
"You're a monster. You deserve death, you're not meant to live. Today, I will kill you" she rushed towards him.
"Mum!" the boy called out, trying to stop her. Just when she was about to stab him, the boy pulled his mother away and the knife grazed his skin.
"Ah!" he winced, but his mother paid no attention to him. She still charged towards Ryan. "Mum, stop!" he tried pulling her again but she pushed him and he fell to the floor. Ryan's eyes blazed like hellfire, and the next moment he grabbed the woman. Taking the knife from her, he slit her throat with it. Stabbing her again and again. Blood spilled to his face and clothes. He dropped the woman to the floor and the bloody knife. Blood dripped from his fingers, he was breathing harshly through his mouth. The boy cried, his parents were gone. Just like that.
Ryan turned and walked away in staggered steps. To him...he just saved the boy from such heartless parents.