During those 3 years, his meetings with Barrow grew them closer each time they see each other. Barrow lets him play with him when he was still a stranger. It was the first time that Cale played with someone since everyone was busy doing their duties. Then in exchange Cale let Barrow do his hair, even though it’s still short he puts little flowers instead and pampers him with affection nonstop. It was a nice interaction between them.

Also, he finally sees the inside of the portal that was portrayed to be him. Instead like Barrow's garden, that was what Cale named it. It was a large library and it even had furniture. But, he can only enter it when something unexpected happens to him. Barrow also doesn't know why it was like that. So, they were always at Barrow's when they wanted to see each other.

He remembers how Barrow gave him some notes and made him remember them to put them in his diary. Cale never had a diary before but his hyung insists him to have one. So, he did. 

He also advised him to put everything on what happened to him. Cale asks him why but, Barrow can't explain but says.

"Just a precaution" he said as he clenched his hands.

"Cale" Cale looks at him after a moment of comfortable silence.

"Hm? Yes hyung?" Barrow hugs him tightly and caresses his head.

"Hyung?"

"Cale, if something happens to me or you…"

"Please be strong, okay?" Cale looks at him and he understands Barrows' statement.

There's something happening in the future. A terrible one at that and there was no way to escape it. Just like his mother said to him before she passed away.

"O-Okay hyung" He tries not to cry but Barrow knows it, he was also trying not to cry. Because…

They might die.

That was the last interaction between Cale and Barrow, now to the present.

……….

Cale was not in the usual garden nor the dark forest. He was in the middle of nothing but darkness. Then suddenly a familiar sensation was sent throughout his whole body. That scary sensation when he was still a child.

“YOU” Cale wasn't able to respond when a large hand grabbed him on the neck. The voice was furious. But, he knows who this was. A God. He doesn’t know what God this is though but still a God, like his hyung told him. Then the sensation grew even stronger that Cale began to shudder and try to get free from the hand.

The hand began to squeeze Cale tighter. Cale was getting out of breath and a small trail of saliva from his mouth due to it.

“U-Uugh” Cale let out a grunt. God of Death realized their actions and releases Cale from his grip. After releasing him, Cale coughs desperately for air. 

God of Death clicks his tongue and instead puts a large amount of pressure on Cale that makes him lay on the ground.

'This is what hyung was telling me' Cale thought. He needs to wake up. Now.

“To think that you are secretly meeting someone to help you with your gift from me” Cale stops and looks at God of Death.

They know.

They know.

They know.

They know.

Cale's eyes were shaking. 'How do they know? What about the garden? The library, do they know that as well?'

The God of Death chuckles at him. They know what he was thinking. How do they know? Simple. They were trespassing his memories because his mind was still sane during all those years, and one of those is that someone was helping him with their gift. But, that someone was blurry and the surroundings around them were also a blur. 

They were annoyed by it and wanted to get rid of it. By getting rid of that memory completely they need to be clear but in this case, even though they were not satisfied with this punishment this still made this child vulnerable by it. Locking it until they die. There were still little fragments to it but, this is the best solution for them.

"You know, I thought you were an obedient child but now you angered me for what you did." They stare lowly at Cale and Cale's sweat dropped.

"This is your punishment—" God of Death stops when something alarmed him… It was the gift they put in Cale. God of Death laughs and smiles at the red-haired child.

"Look at that child, your gift is complete now… LET. THE. PUNISHMENT. BEGIN" Their voice echoes as their hand is put on Cale's head and then…

Cale wakes up immediately and suddenly his mind is in chaos. The gift was also starting to go more aggressive.

He coughed up a large amount of blood and his body was in more pain than before. But, It was not what Cale is concerned about. He was concerned about what the God of Death does in his head.

"No"

"No"

"NO!" It was locking his memories of him and Barrow. Cale immediately grabs a quill, he doesn't even bother getting ink, instead he uses his coughed-up blood to write. 

But alas, he didn't make it in time to write especially his hyung's name because of how fast it was locking every single memory of him and his hyung. The time when they were playing in the garden. The brotherly bonding they have with each other. His hyung's face. All of it was now gone. Locked and abandoned.

Cale fell to his knees. Not minding the intense pain he got from that and still coughing up blood.

"Name" He murmurs.

"Name. What is their name?" He murmurs again?

'Name.Name.Name.Name' That was all Cale was thinking about as his hands are now pulling his hair and tears falling due to stress.

Mother's passing. Father's neglects and trusts his servants more than him, and now, the memories of his hyung. Cale can't do this anymore.

He wants to die.

He wants to die NOW.

Then some things fall off…

In the front, it was a diary. His diary. 

But it was already a blur of what made him do to make himself write a diary.

He looks at the right side. It was his pendant and a calendar. He shakily takes his pendant and hugs it to his chest desperately as he shortly looks at the calendar.

Today is the 28th day of the 3rd Month in the 781st year of the Felix Calendar. Then he collapse on the floor due to exhaustion that he didn't even notice and the stress.

Meanwhile, there is another person who was dealing with a punishment also.

"Oh look, you're beloved dongsaeng passed out" A man said as he was smiling at him sadistically. They were watching Cale on a screen just like the God of Death does.

"S-Stop" He wheezed. His body aching due to the beating.

"My My, I never see you like this being vocal Barrow, or should I say. ME." 

"Hmm. What should I do if I catch him in my own hands?" He said playfully. Barrow's face darkens and his surroundings begin to wither. The place they were in was the garden.

"DON'T TOUCH HIM" He says angrily not minding his aching body when it comes to Cale. The other Barrow laughs at him.

"HAHA, SEE?! THIS IS WHAT THE ANCIENT WHITE STAR POWERS HAVE! DON'T DENY IT TO ME, WE'RE DESTINED TO BE WHITE STAR AND AFTER THAT WE—NO, I WILL BECOME A GOD AND NATURE WILL SERVE ME AFTER YOU DISAPPEAR FOREVER, HAHAHA" He said maniacally. Barrow's other self was a lunatic. Thinking he is the White Star and shit.

It was that fucking God's fault. They were the ones who started this mess because he wants to get unsealed and bring despair to everyone and here we are created the most fucked up being of him as a former dragon slayer making him get cursed 2 times. All Gods are lunatics.

"Damn you" White Star looks at him and kicks him in the stomach and pulls his hair aggressively.

"Ah, come on now me, when your existence disappears you'll be at peace. So, give me that power" He demands but Barrow spits him and that makes White Star annoyed.

"Still like that, huh" He slams his head to the ground hard. Barrow's vision begins to blur and White Star sees it. He sighs and throws Barrow into a cage. The cage White star was created in the garden or rather in the withered section of the garden. It makes Barrow go into a coma as White Star was doing something horrible in reality and not letting Barrow disturb him.

"Sweet dreams, me" He says grinning as Barrow forcefully passes out.

………

It is now the 30th day of the 3rd Month in the 781st year of the Felix Calendar. Cale slept a whole day yesterday and he was still in the same position as before. That concludes that no one was there to check on Cale yesterday.

What about his butler Ron? He was told that the Young Master needed to be disciplined so no servants were attending him as punishment, for now, the Count ordered his co-worker to tell him. So, he obeys and does his work except for his duty to the Young Master for that entire day. 

Cale wakes up slowly and adjusts to the sunlight. 

He looks around and sees a full-size mirror. He slowly stands up and walks to his mirror and now he is seeing himself. He's all covered in blood. 

'Typical' Cale thought and walked into the bathroom to bathe. But, instead of undressing himself, he let himself soak in the bathtub with his bloodied clothes on as the water was running. The water became red instantly but Cale doesn't mind it at all.

He was thinking about what happened the other day but he can't remember. It was all blurry and stopped when it gave him a headache.

An hour later, he gets out of the bathtub and undresses his soaked clothes to dry ones.

After that, his stomach finally growls. Cale didn't even know that he was hungry. He slowly goes out to his room and gets something to eat. On the way there, the servants were looking at him judgingly because the other day he fainted in front of them. Cale ignores the stares and just walks like his body is okay when it was not and still aching throughout his whole body.

He then reached the kitchen and fortunately, there was no one there. Then he sees a loaf of bread, and even though he has no appetite to eat a single thing, he has to do it to get his body to function at least a little.

He eats one slice of bread. The bread was fine but Cale wanted to throw up even though it was just one bite of the bread. But, he didn't let himself vomit and just ate it by force. Then after that, he drinks some water and walks out of the kitchen to his room. 

But suddenly, there were two men. They have black hair and the only difference between them is their eyes. The man with a black coat was pure black while the other one was just like his, reddish-brown eyes. How did they get in though? He thought. 

The man with a black coat was asking him where the Count was and requesting a small funeral for a village. That village Cale hadn't heard of for years, and it was the place where his mother died. He doesn't blame the village or the people living there. It was just making him more miserable when he thought of his mother.

But then suddenly, he spoke. His voice was not in his control, he tried to stop himself from speaking but he said what he didn't want to say.

"Why should my father care whether or not some useless villagers are dead? Even alcohol is worth more than all of your useless lives combined." He says.

He didn't mean this.

He didn't mean to say this. Then his voice comes back into his control but it is too late to explain when the man kicks him in the stomach and then gets stabbed by a broken desk leg beside him on his side due to him being unbalanced. He didn't want to vomit because his body needs nutrients just to walk in this corridor.

"YOU" The man says angrily and raises his fist to punch him. Fortunately someone stops him and calls him to snap back to reality. It was the other hand man.

"Stop it, Choi Han" He says to the man who is named Choi Han.

"But, Rok Soo-nim" Choi Han named the other man. Rok Soo.

"Do you want to prepare a funeral or not? He's the Count's son so, stop it" Choi Han clicks but obeys what Rok Soo said to him.

"W-What happened" An orange-haired butler appears. He sees Cale leaning in the wall but he needs to get these two people to the count to not get any more damage to the mansion. After they explained what happened he quickly guides the two to the Count's office and reports what happened.

While Cale was left alone yet again, he started walking to his room slowly still bleeding from his side. 

During that, he thinks he will die. No, he wants to die during that time when he says those words to the man that kicked him.

He feels disgusted by saying that.

As he was now in his dry bloodied messed-up room, he first went to the bathroom to get a first-aid kit. Then he sits on the and disinfects his wound then clumsily puts on the bandage around his waist. It was tiring but he needs to do it. He doesn't even know why he needs to do it if he wants to die, but someone keeps telling him to be alive. 

He laughs at the thought of that someone. He doesn't even remember them at all. When he wants to remember them he gives him a large number of headaches.

After a few moments of silence, the door slams open. It was his father.

"Cale, you know the consequences" Deruth said to him before bringing the servants to get his books. Cale didn't know how to feel. His father didn't even check him if he was okay and just did his punishment right off the bat when he entered.

Then a servant got his diary. The diary. He immediately gets up snatching the diary from the servant. He can't let them have it, his instincts told him.

"N-No" He said to them softly, hugging the diary tightly to his chest. Deruth looks at him and sighs at his child. He stops the servant from getting the diary and orders to get the books on Cale's shelves entirely. After that, all of the shelves were empty.

It was the moment of silence, when Deruth speaks again.

"Cale, The two men told me the insult you said to them. I didn't even teach you to be like that" He said in disappointment.

'You were never there for me at all' Cale thought but didn't speak up and just hugged the diary more tightly.

"For the time being, you can't come out of your room. This is an order, understand?" Cale replies with a small nod and Deruth sighs again for the amount of work doubled because of his son. He walks out to the room with the servants holding his books, not saying even a goodbye and they didn't even notice the scent of blood or see the blood itself. They were all blind at their surroundings and only looks at him with judging eyes.

After some time, it was already nighttime. He didn't even notice it. That the whole thing was a day-long.

Then he looks at the diary he protected so much. He opens it and then he sees. Information.

The 'gift' is given by the Gods by their selfishness. They are given to children who have no purpose in the world.

Run away, if you see an attire of black with five white stars and one red star on the chest. They're from an evil organization.

Run away, if you see a red hair like yours and a lighter side of your eyes. He is the leader of an evil organization.

… etc.

There is much more information from the diary. All of it contains about the future and trying to get him alive and then another section of the diary. It was the memories he experienced starting with his mother's death briefly to a more lengthy one as he writes to the present. Then there is another, very blurry one at that. Maybe it was that person he doesn't remember. Then suddenly his head aches as he stares more at the blurry words.

Can't sigh and tries to sleep with the book hugging it. He needs Ron's lemon tea now even though he hates that tea so much.

………

"To think you will do that, Angelina" Death says to the Sun God. Angelina clicks her tongue.

"Ugh, I'm almost at the exciting part" She huffs.

"Our Blessed Child is too kind hearted for this" War says and the two of them agreed.

"At least he was kicked at least" Angelina said they know what happened and just think of the audacity of that child from Death's 'gift'. It was an extra part of the punishment.

"Now we will focus on our Blessed Child, Kim Rok Soo" Death says and replace the screen in Rok Soo.

………

The next morning, the servant was not Ron. It was the orange-haired butler yesterday. Cale doesn't even know his name yet. 

"Where's Ron?" The butler looks at him. He knows that Ron is the one who has taken care of the Young Master since he was a baby. The Young Master isn't going to like this information.

"Ron and Beacrox left the county without notice, Young Master" He said nervously.

Cale just looks at him. He wants to laugh but can't. Everyone was leaving him.

"Leave me alone for now" He ordered and the butler obeys and hurriedly leaves. After the butler leaves, Cale doesn't know how to feel again.

He looks at the mirror beside him. He notices his eyes. There were no lights in them and only dull dead eyes.

He feels empty.

………

:D

For compensation from the short chapter previously.

My MS Word can't let me edit anymore so, I'm using Google docs ;-;

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