Cygnus spent the rest of his time in that world destroying all the followers of the god of earth. He spilled their blood like they spilled her sister's. His slaughter brought fear to the hearts of those who believed in the gods. It was to the point where they abandoned their faith as the gods did not save them from the Demon of Slaughter, as they have called Cygnus.
His name became famous and it circulated throughout the whole continent and throughout that world that it even reached Amarilyo. It was a sad story but they could not do anything. They knew that Cygnus and Elara lost their parents in a massacre and they were each other's support. At the death of Elara, Cygnus lost his reason to see the good and could only perceive and recognize his anger and revenge.
Six years passed and a man was once again standing beside a grave that was filled with flowers. He looked down without speaking and just stared at the flowers that grew in his sister's grave. His world was already in black and white that he couldn't recognize the colors of those flowers that were swaying with the wind.
An old man saw him and a small smile appeared on his face as he walked towards Cygnus. "You've been gone for a while and the grave was a bit lonely so I let the flowers grow and fill up all the empty space." He spoke as he looked at the gravestone that was the only sign that Elara's body was there.
"At least she's not suffering here anymore," he simply answered. He crouched down and brushed off the dust that was on the gravestone.
"Where are you going now?" The old man asked another question because he knew that he was not going to stay not with the reputation he had.
"I will leave this world and find some other place to stay." He stood as he finally looked at the old man who had taken care of him and his sister for a long time. "I want to thank you for everything you've done for us." He bowed his head.
"You and Elara are already my children. Hannah was so happy that we found the both of you as she took special care of you and Elara. She considered you her children and so did I. I will continue to look after this place." The man shook his head then he reached out and tapped the young man's hand.
"I really appreciate it." He bowed again because it was the only form of gratitude he could give. His hands were already dirtied with blood and his entire being was already tainted.
The man urged Cygnus to look up and he did. "Stand up, I want to take a look at you." Cygnus did as he was instructed and the old man took his time to gaze at the young man. "You haven't changed from the last time I saw you and I am glad that you haven't lost yourself."
Cygnus closed his eyes because he couldn't look the old man in the eye. He had changed. Everything about him was filthy. The color of his soul was darker than the night sky and he did not deserve such words. He knew to himself that this was only a fa?ade of the sane version of him.
"You take care of yourself then, Cy-" The old man was interrupted when Cygnus's hand covered his mouth.
The young man shook his head. "Please do not utter my name. I don't want you to die. Forget about me and my wretched name. Only remember that I was once a boy with no name who stayed with you in this place. My name is now a curse."
The old man suddenly pulled him into a hug and gently patted his back. "Oh, my dear boy, I will remember you and your name. Until my last breath you will remain that young boy in my memory with a unique name just like he was."
Cygnus left Amarilyo after that last goodbye. He stood in the middle of nowhere as he lifted his hand into the air to conjure a gate as the demon had called it. He did not know what was waiting for him in the next world but it was better than doing nothing. Besides, he also needed to uphold his end of the bargain. He stepped into that darkness and disappeared from the world only leaving his nickname behind.
"But you know, I wasn't sane. I left that world but the past still haunted me. I could see my mother's bloody face and even my father's dead body even though I did not witness his death. My sister's face and begging voice will echo inside my mind. She was begging me to save her." Cygnus stared at the king with a grin.
Orpheus shuddered because he could already tell that the man was not in his right mind. After hearing that story, he knew that it was not only that tragedy that turned him like that. The king could even picture the demon behind the man right at that moment.
"I bathed in blood and enjoyed every moment of it because it was the only way that I can stop the images from appearing in my head. It was something I needed to do to keep my mind on the right track." Cygnus lifted his right hand and pointed at his head. "This right here is full of nasty images that not even the likes of you would be able to watch with a calm fa?ade."
His laugh echoed once again in that gray place where all interaction within it was unknown to the people who were outside. He couldn't stop himself from laughing while the king and the prince were only looking at him in trepidation. They had no idea what he was going to do next.
"Then what do you want us to do now? Do you want us to apologize because of your sad story?" The king finally asked after he gritted his teeth and steeled his heart.
He could sympathize with what happened but no matter what they do now, none of what happened in the past could be changed. The House of Altair was already wiped out and the man in front of them was the only survivor. The people who killed his parents were now in his hands and the monarch during that time was already dead.
Cygnus stopped laughing and his face turned serious as he stared at Orpheus. The stare unnerved the king but he did not avert his gaze. He had no intention of apologizing or whatever the man wanted. It was a matter of the past and they were not involved with it.
"Yes, you are not involved in that incident but your blood was involved." Cygnus grinned and slapped his thighs. "But I don't really care about that. You see, the urge to just kill you all is currently surging within me. Those old familiar faces triggered it so you should be blamed for all of this."
Orpheus knew who he was talking about. They were the pillars. The people who lead that massacre. "Then kill them. I don't care what you want to do to them but you can't kill the innocent just because of a sin that they committed."
Cygnus crossed his arms in front of him and hummed. "I will definitely do that so you don't have to worry, but," he leaned forward and grinned at the king, "my head is pretty messed up right now."
He chuckled and pointed at the holy knight who was with him. Then he pointed beside the holy knight and a woman appeared there. She was pale and was floating in the air. You could also see through her body as she appeared like an apparition.
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