A Cheeky Junior Denied Me My Entire Life, so I Tested What Would Happen if I Jumped off a Rooftop to Vent My Anger
Luka Cavalli,…… a young immortal called ‘The Raven’, was disappointed.
“…… after all, you don’t understand me either?”
Luka exhaled heavily as he looked down at the boy being eaten by the raven.
Luka had been alone since birth. Born to a prostitute, he never knew his father’s face. His mother, his only living relative, did not love him, and by the time he was five years old, she had abandoned him and disappeared with a man he did not know.
No one loved him, no one needed him. The only people he talks to are the crows at the rubbish dump, and he has no home to go back to, nothing to eat. If he continues like this, he will starve to death. To live, you have to fight.
This world is absurd. But Luka still wanted to live.
Then Luka did everything to live. He just lived desperately so that nothing unnecessary would be left behind. …… but a tiny boy’s strength is not enough to resist the absurdity of the world.
Caught in a house he had stolen from, Luka was killed as an example. It was a very, very dull life. Like a flower that bloomed on the side of the road and was pulled out by a child, it was such a stupid and meaningless life.
He was beheaded and lethal amounts of blood were spilled. Yet Luka did not …… die.
An immortal does not realise his abnormality until he is dead. People around him were horrified to see Luka’s wounds close up by themselves. They looked at him as if they were looking at a god,…… or even a demon. Luka saw this and knew that he was special.
Then Luka killed all those who tried to kill him and became the king of his little world. The boy who grew up abandoned by everyone finally had it all.
“…………”
And it took him less than ten years to get tired of it all. He had everything he had ever wanted when he was starving. He never, ever starves anymore. ……, but somehow, the hole in his chest would not close.
Luka began to dread the sleepless nights. He should have everything, but he feels much more alone than when he was a starving boy. Somewhere along the line, Luka became desperate and began to rampage at night.
Then one day he met the king.
A man of mature age with pure white hair. At first sight, he realised that he was not on the same scale as a living creature. He could not win. He will be killed. Finally, at last ……, it’s over. Luke hung his head to the man. He said that the real God had come to kill the fake God.
…… But the mature man smiled lightly, without a shred of dignity, and said words that Luke had never imagined.
“Will you become my subject? I was just looking for someone who can make a good cup of tea.
No, I don’t care if you’re not very good at it. In a hundred years you’ll be good at it.”
For the next 200 years and a bit, Luka lived only for that man. The moment the man told him that his tea tasted good was the only thing that made him feel alive.
Luka’s heart, which had never been satisfied by anything he did, felt comforted and fulfilled by his loyalty to the king.
Then one day. The king brought a woman with him.
That woman was also very beautiful. She came from far away in the Far East and had a somewhat swallowing atmosphere. The woman also told him that she was an immortal and had lived as long as the king.
For the first time in 100 years, Luka admired the woman. She was especially beautiful with that jet-black hair, as if the night sky had fallen straight down. Everyone welcomed the woman, and before they knew it, the king and the woman had given birth to another beautiful girl.
The girl was very intelligent, beautiful and above all …… different. There was something about the girl that even Luka the Immortal found frightening. …… He had a bad premonition. Such …… discomfort, as if he had been confronted with a fact that he had been averting his eyes from for a long time.
And the girl killed the king.
By chance, Luka witnessed the scene. A world stained with red blood. The beloved king lying there. The king’s face of death is …… something he cannot, for the life of him, recall. But whatever the reason, that woman deprived Luka of a reason to live. That alone is reason enough to kill her.
Luka chased after the girl. He was going crazy and thought only of killing the girl in a faraway foreign land. He continued to live only for revenge, almost going crazy during the long nights. In the meantime, Luka found a boy.
At first glance, he appears to be just a timid-looking high school student. But behind his eyes, there was a beautiful, bottomless darkness. He was very, very unstable. He seemed somewhat similar to himself, but in essence they were probably completely different. He was also different from that woman, and different in soul.
There is an unidentifiable monster sleeping inside him. Will he live unaware of it? Or will that monster eat him up and swallow this world?
He can fall in either direction.
If he loves everyday life, he will surely live a peaceful life. But once he loves fighting, this world will turn into a sea of fire.
“…… beautiful boy.”
Not like that woman’s, distorted otherness. The boy’s soul was refined, like some kind of work of art. Luka was attracted to that boy. …… but he had caught the eye of that abominable woman.
He is in the service of Asama Ion. He does not like it, but that is fine. He rather wanted to test how much that loyalty was worth. If he breaks down because of that, it means that he was a bad prospect after all.
“It’s a disappointment, Susumu Aoi.”
As a result, Susumu was misled by Luka’s words and gave up living. Luka never meant to say a single thing wrong. He just didn’t have the desire to overturn it. ……
No matter how wrong, no matter how outrageous, if the person to whom you have sworn your allegiance wants it, it is the duty of a subject to follow them to the end.
“You are beautiful, but you have no core. That’s not good enough.”
The boy must have loved to be right. That’s why he looked beautiful. …… But could this boy have faith in that righteousness for hundreds of years to come?
This boy surely does not know that good and evil are ambiguous values that change over time. The boy, still immature, probably did not understand that only unwavering feelings transcend time.
“……!”
His head hurts. …… Asama Ion is approaching. After all, at that level, it’s only a way to buy time.
“If I don’t hurry,…….”
If he ate this boy, he might be able to obtain power comparable to Asama Ion. …There is no grace period. If that woman found them in their current situation, she would probably kill him in an instant.
Luka used a crow to guide Ion to a dummy pavilion different from this place. ……, but it still doesn’t seem to be enough to buy much time.
Or rather, in the first place, that woman is—
‘……, you’re also quite persistent, aren’t you?’
Luka then frowned in displeasure. The boy, who should have been eaten by crows, stood up. His loyalty …… his feelings were apparently genuine. More than flimsy righteousness, more than weightless regrets, more than the loved ones of the past,…… this boy chose his present thoughts.
“…… ha.”
Despite his disgust, Luka was somehow …… a little bit, smiling.
I’ll show you my world, the boy said.
Luka honestly wanted to see the world he lived in, but there was no time to play any longer.
“Sorry, Susumu Aoi. It’s time for the star of the show to take the stage. You, the end actor, I’m going to ask you to step off the stage!”
Crows, dancing.
Otherworldly concept. A different world concept that enforces the rules of the world you believe in on this world. Luka can create and manipulate crows because he hates loneliness, but he could not trust people until the end of his life. In the distant past, the only people he could talk to were the crows who scavenged the rubbish with him. He felt more fraternal towards the crows than towards the people who only betrayed him,
With their black wings, crows could fly freely wherever they wanted. He wanted to keep such a crow close at hand forever. He wished it would always be by his side. Such a weak heart was his primal desire.
“Come on, show me! Susumu Aoi! Your world! In the world you live in, try to defeat my hell!”
Numerous crows attack Susumu. Luka’s crows, which have been perfected over a long period of time, have a power that cannot be compared to that of ordinary crows. Each of these crows has the power to kill a man with ease. Luka has used this power to repel many avengers who have approached the king.
Even though he is an immortal, his ability is not so weak that he can be defeated by Susumu, who is still unaware of his own world. In front of the endless number of crows, Susumu has no choice…
“…… I see. So that’s your world, …….”
At that moment, Luka realised his defeat.
—The world turns red.
The blood of another world drips into this world. In the blink of an eye, the world was dyed red.
The otherworld of Asama Ion, who killed the king. This is not her ……. This is the same world of blood as hers, but it is not the other world of Asama Ion. It is a hell of red blood, just like hers. That was the answer that Susumu Aoi showed him.
“──Pierce it.”
With Susumu’s words as a cue, a crow is skewered by a spear of blood. In front of the blood that contains death itself, a crow can do nothing to resist.
“Is it over? Birdman.”
Susumu laughs. Luka turns his face away so that Susumu cannot see him and laughs with a tearful face.
Luka had been a loyal servant of the king for more than 200 years. But he never once got to see the same world as the king. No matter how long he served, the king and Luka never lived in the same world. Luka only yearned for the king and never tried to know his pain.
But this boy was able to recreate that hell of Asama Ion.
Susumu’s abilities are poor compared to those of Asama Ion. Perhaps this is not the world created by his essence, which lies deep within him.
But this boy has decided to live in the same world as that girl. So Susumu was able to create the same world of Ion.
This is a wish that Luka has longed for for hundreds of years, but has never been able to fulfil. The answer he gave was to live in the same world as the person he yearned for, which is straight and very beautiful.
Luka’s 200 years were eclipsed by the boy’s moment.
The crow looked up into the sky and saw the world in which Susumu lived.
” ……, is it really over?”
Susumu holds up a sword made of blood. …… his beautiful eyes ready for action. Luka laughed, happily.
“Haha. You can’t end this me in such a fake world!”
With a final bluff, Luka kicks the ground. The intertwining of the ravens is Luka’s number one advantage. It is this ability that has allowed him to escape all these years in a country where the best killers are gathered.
He is the one who has been able to escape all these years in a country full of excellent killers because of his ability. That was clearly a bad move…no, his best strength had been destroyed the moment he brought Susumu to his place in the first place.
“Kaha……!”
Susumu’s sword pierces Luka’s heart. The immortal does not die at that level. There is pain, but he got over that long ago. Luka still falls to the ground. A defeat is what it must be.
“…… What’s wrong? Susumu Aoi.
I’m still …… alive, ……?”
“…… I know.”
Seeing the fallen Luka, Susumu looks as if he is enduring pain and creates a sword of blood. Luka looks at Susumu and laughs again. This boy still seems to feel resistance to killing people. If he’s making this kind of face just for killing one person, he’s not ready yet…
“─ ─ What are you doing to my Aoi-kun?”
Suddenly, white hair was seen. Susumu was surprised and stopped his hand. Luka gave a small laugh.
“Have you come …… Asama, Ion …….”
The white-haired girl looks at him. Beautiful hair, just like the king. No matter how much He hated that girl, he just couldn’t hate her hair.
The girl looked down at Luka with monster-like eyes as usual.
“It’s been a long time since we’ve met in person like this, Luka Cavalli.”
“Don’t call my name with that mouth, you damned woman.
I have nothing to say to you now. If you’re going to kill me, do it quickly..”
“It wasn’t me.
Father ……, a message from your king, Leas of Grimkaram.”
“…… from the king ……?”
Luka looks up, as if seeking help. To such Luka, the girl ─ ─ Asama Ion said in the same clear voice as usual.
“Thank you for your long loyalty. The tea you brewed is the best in the world……..he said”
Luka laughed when he heard those words.
“I know …… that. I know …… how the king feels …… without you telling me. ……”
Luka remembers. At that moment,…… when this girl killed the king, the king was certainly laughing,……. He looked relieved, he was laughing.
Luka exhaled with a tired look on his face and turned to dust just like that. He left for the next world to make a cup of tea for the One he adored more than anyone else.
“…………”
“…………”
Then, as if following their master, all the crows in the house flew away. The noisy night of the mansion is enveloped in an ear-splitting silence.
“Asama-san. I have something I want to talk to you about.”
Susumu said.
“Sure. I just wanted to talk to Aoi-kun, too.”
Ion laughed softly with a gentle expression on her face.
This is a interesting story. Please TL don’t drop. I’m glad I caught up 8n 1 go.
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