*Tick*

*Tock*

As the days pass, being tired, hurt, hated...and violated. A redhead just stares at a clock blankly as he sits on the floor. How long has he been staring at it?

He feels dirty...

"Mama...Mama" He mumbles, calling his late mother.

Remembering what happened to him from the God of Death for the first time...it hurts. Everything in his body hurts, but what really broke him was when they stole his pendant away from him, his mother's last gift for him.

"*sob* Mama, w-what should I do? *sob*"

He doesn't even have any of her belongings to even replace the pendant even just a bit because his father hid them away and only he knows.

He looks at the side of his room just to see his naked body full of bite marks and his messy shoulder length hair.

It annoys him, but he somehow can't cut it by himself or someone.

He wonders why he is keeping his hair long. He looks like his mother and he hates it. He hates it that he looks like her.

He hates his hair. He hates his body. He hates his eyes...He hates himself.

So useless. So disgusting.

As he was having his thoughts, there was a sudden knock. He flinches and shakingly looks at the door.

After Death did that to him, the scary sensation he feels when they visit him.

It was always there now...and he's scared.

Scared that if he makes any mistakes that make them mad, they will hurt his family.

"I'm fine...I'm fine" He mumbles to himself as he shakily stands up and tries to hurriedly cover himself with a nightshirt even though it hurts. As he was doing that he could feel something icky falling between his legs.

He doesn't have enough time to clean it because of the person in front of his door waiting.

He finally opens the door as he encouraged himself to be fine. He never thought that he would see the person he really wanted to see but, he was strictly forbidden to do so as an order from them.

"Cale" Roksu said happily, calling his name. Cale felt it, immediately in fear and shaking.

They are here, watching them...

He doesn't know what to do.

He wants to cry.

"Cale?" Cale slowly looks up and sees Roksu is concerned.

'Please don't look at me like that. I'm disgusting' Cale thought.

"Yes?" Cale said softly that people didn't hear it but Roksu heard it faintly.

"Are you alright?" Roksu lifts up his hand and is about to touch Cale's cheek. Cale immediately backs away from his hand.

"I'm fine!" Cale said unconsciously loudly and pales when he realises it.

"I...I-I'm sorry"

Roksu got even more concerned at the red head acting like this and gradually increased that as he saw his body.

'He's so pale and thin' He thought. He really wanted to question him on why his body is so...concerning. Did he eat yet? Is someone taking care of him? Is someone-

Then he sees the fluid between Cale's legs. He knows all too well what happened...

"Cale, answer me truthfully. Who was it?" Roksu asks in a low tone but not much to not let Cale be scared of him.

"..." Cale doesn't answer and Roksu can't take it anymore from his silence.

"Please, Cale. Answer me...please" Roksu said in a soft pleading tone at the end of his sentence, making Cale wince.

Cale really wanted to tell it to Roksu since he met him. He was the only one that cared for him even after he "insults" the villagers in Harris Village and is titled "Trash".

He wants to know him better and get close with each other...He wants to be his friend.

But unfortunately...THEY DON'T LET HIM.

"Cale" Roksu calls him and Cale looks at him. The raven haired man is waiting for him to answer with a look of sadness and anger.

Roksu is incredibly upset...and Cale got goosebumps.

"I-"

As Cale was about to say something to Roksu...

*CRACK*

They didn't wait to finish his sentence.

He made them mad instantly.

He immediately looks at Roksu whose hands are on his head and is groaning in pain.

"C-Cale" Roksu tries to look at Cale as he could but the pain is so intense that even the crybaby can't subdue. He can't help but close his eyes and didn't realise that the Cale in front of him is now a different person.

"R-Roks-" Cale was immediately dragged away by a huge hand while he caught a glimpse of a golden haired woman turned into him.

"You absolutely useless child..."

It was the God of Death again.

"Telling Roksu about our little secret..." GoD grabs Cale's cheek to the point that it pierces through his skin and looks at Cale's shaking eyes.

"You really should know by now that if you spill this little secret...your family will face the consequences because of you telling him, right?" They said in a gentle yet cold tone. But Cale didn't even let out a single word but "I". Due to that, Cale can't even let out a breath because of this.

They let go of Cale and Cale immediately kneels, head to the ground and apologising hoarsely.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." He said over and over again crying, even crawling to GoD's feet, but the Gods are not satisfied by just him apologising.

He needs to take punishment...

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As Cale was dragged away, Roksu was still clenching his hand from the pain he was getting...

He can also feel that it was erasing something.

Something that he will forever regret in the future.

He now can't remember anything but just knocking on Cale's door and seeing "Cale" looking at him as the headache was finally gone.

"Hey, why are you looking like that, you low life?" "Cale" said coldly.

'Oh, I made him annoyed at me' Roksu thought.

"Sorry Cale-"

"Don't talk to me like we're friends"

Roksu got a bit upset by that. They're still not considered friends? How can he befriend him then to make him break his trash personality? That was Roksu only thought and slightly sigh, not letting "Cale" be annoyed at him.

"Sorry"

"Now scram, I have things to do" "Cale" said and closed the door loudly.

Roksu sighs and rubs his neck. He needs to make an effort to befriend and change him, he thought.

"Roksu-nim" Roksu turns right to see a very angry Choi Han, fortunately, he's in control of his emotions so that's good in Roksu's opinion. But, he hates Cale more as he saw what happened.

"Choi Han, It's fine" Roksu leaves the young master's room and head

"But he-!"

"I said it's fine, I think the young master is in a bad mood today"

"Ugghh!" Choi Han let out his frustration. Why is Roksu so kind-hearted even to that trash, he thought.

"Choi Han, stop it"

"I'm sorry, Roksu-nim but..." Choi Han really wants to know why. Why does Roksu want to have that trash, Cale Henituse?

"Because, I want to...don't meddle between us alright? This is only mine to deal with, don't forget that you need to apologise to him after we deal the Henituse Territory from the secret organisation" Roksu looks at Choi Han with no different expression on his face, but Choi Han knows that he really wants him not to interfere even a single bit between him and that trash.

"Yes...I'm sorry" Choi Han said apologetically as he looked at the ground and clenching his hand.

Then a hand was on his head...Is Roksu patting him? He thought. He looks up and sees him.

"Good, now let's go" Roksu said and walked to the office where the others were.

As Choi Han followed, he sensed something... Something that's very dangerous for all people, then it disappears immediately into thin air.

"What was that?" Choi Han mumbles but he doesn't think any of it and follows Roksu who didn't sense anything...

Roksu doesn't sense anything because someone blocked it for him not to know about it.

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"You little brat!" Angelina said as they turned back to their real form and walked towards the poor redhead who was still kneeling on the floor apologising to Death and grabbing his hair.

Cale cries in pain and instinctively tries to grab his hair from the other.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! *sob*" Angelina rolled their eyes and after some seconds, they thought of something fun and for his punishment. They smiled as they looked at his red hair.

They want to burn it.

"Say, how about I burn your hair as my punishment to you?" Cale heard that desperately to get away but Angelina already started to burn his hair.

"No please! Stop!" He wanted to scream more but his mouth got covered by War's hand.

"Stop being annoyingly loud, will you? It's just hair. Heck, you look like a woman despite being a man and it doesn't change anything because of your face" War said irritatingly and Cale just sobbed.

He really regrets that he hates his hair earlier, now they're ruining it more.

The burning finally stops at his nape. His ends are all burnt and black.

"There! Have fun with that look" Angelina laughs at him as War removes their hand on his mouth and Cale just crying quietly, looking at the floor.

"Haaa, what a mess you are" Death said and walked towards them after they just watched Cale sobbed during the burning from Angelina.

They sit on the floor and grab Cale's chin and see his dull eyes while tears fall from it.

They want to ruin him more than expected.

"Hey Death, if you're eating him out, count me out alright?" Angelina said and sat on a chair provided.

"Hmph, I didn't invite you to do it anyway..." Death said and looked at War who was beside him and also had an intention to Cale since they heard Death did it to him.

"Wanna join?" Death smirks at them and War laughs at them back.

"Gladly"

"Uggh, have fun while I watch you two" Angelina said.

"Just shut up, Angelina" War said and Angelina laughed.

"How desperate but okay"

Now, their session with Cale finally begins.

Death pulls Cale's arm to them and pushes his back to lean, making him close to their body.

"N-No" Cale said tiredly.

"You always say that" Death said as they lift up Cale's nightshirt and see their fluid between his legs.

They immediately put their thing inside the poor redhead as well and another hand grabs his collar and sees his pale shoulder. Death licks at his shoulder before they bite him, making blood drip.

Cale chokes at the intrusion and just clenches his hands and jaw as they thrust inside of him.

"H-Hurts *sob*" Cale can't help but sob again, because of the thing inside of him, but Death ignores him and thrust more faster, making Cale shaking in pain.

"You should have been used to this now. We've been doing it for months and you're still crying and in pain? Are you really that useless?" Death finally said coldly to him and when Cale heard that tries to muffle his cries and reduce his shakiness.

"I-I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'll try better. I'm sorry-" Death kisses him to shut him up and explore his mouth with his tongue, making Cale drool from the process.

"Hey Death, can I go in yet?" War said impatiently. Death finally breaks the kiss and looks at War irritated as he is still thrusting Cale.

"My bad, but yeah go in" Death spreads Cale's behind and lets War see Death's thing and the dripping fluid between Cale's thighs as Cale whimpers on to Death's chest.

"Oh, you want me to go in while you're still inside?"

"Yep, So this thing learns and be able to handle it eventually" Death smiles at them and after some seconds, War smirks at them.

"Well, I better go in then" Death nods and War pulls out their thing and aligns it to Cale's hole while Death is still inside.

"W-Wait, I-I-" Cale silently screams as War goes inside of him and thrust immediately as well as Death, making Cale can't breathe and his hole starts to bleed.

The two Gods were two times bigger and taller than Cale and they know that but they ignore that fact and fulfil their desires to him.

Angelina whistles at the two getting it onto the useless brat. As they see Cale's messy face, they can't help but smirk at it and think about something sadistic.

They want to choke that neck of his and make scars into his whole body. What a wonderful scene that is, they thought.

Those minutes felt like hours to Cale. His body aches more than before.

He pleads to someone to help in his mind.

But no one came nor was willing to help him.

Even if there's someone, they will always manipulate them around and not help him anymore in conclusion.

He was alone and will suffer alone...

Until his death.

To think about it, even if he died. No one cares honestly. He will be just decaying around into the wilderness.

So, he's fine with it. He's fine to die.

He's just an immature trash anyway, he thought.

As the two gods finished dealing with him and the other walked towards them, they noticed the redhead passed out and was barely breathing.

"Haaa, how many times is he doing this" War said as they shook his head.

"Still weak and useless as usual" Angelina said as they clicked their tongue in annoyance.

"I just give him some low healing, he'll be fine to himself anyways after this" Death said as they grab Cale's back collar and throw him onto his room floor making a large thud and will ache his body more by a portal.

Do they care about that? Of course, no. They close the portal and watch to see what Roksu's doing.

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"Cale..." A voice echoes through inside his head making him wake up, calling his name.

"Cale..." They called him again as he stared at nothing but his empty shelf.

But, that voice reminded him of someone. Someone that he had forgotten.

"Cale, I'm sorry, I'm sorry that I can't protect you, I'm sorry" The voice said guiltily as they cried.

"Cale" Ah, he remembers their voice now and their face as well.

"...Hyung..." Cale softly said as he passed out again.

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Hi...sorry for the wait. It took months because I'm busy and having vocabulary issues . Hope you guys understand that :>

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P.S: This shit's kinda fuck me up ngl and I know you guys are as well 👍