I Will Protect My Brother - Chapter 75

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Chapter 75
It was Kalien who first discovered Jake regaining consciousness.
Of course it was. He’d been standing beside him, watching, sensing the moment when Jake would awaken. As a result, Jake nearly lost consciousness again the instant his eyes opened.
Kalien regarded him with unmistakable displeasure—this man who had consumed four cups of Rosien’s precious blood.
“You’ve fed well. Satisfied, Jake?”
“Y-yes, I… yes…?”
“Rosy will be here soon. She wants to know who did this to you.”
“Ah, then… how should I explain it?”
“There’s no need to embellish crudely. Tell Rosy exactly what you saw and experienced. Tell her the Stars sent me word. …And if you could ease my grievances a bit, I’d appreciate it. I’m on the verge of losing my mind these days.”
“Y-yes, of course!”
“…You consumed part of Rosy and yet woke up this late? Because of you, these past weeks have been absolute hell.”
“I… I’m terribly sorry…?”
Though Kalien had planted certain seeds in Jake’s mind, he remained skeptical.
No matter how he looked at it, Rosien’s heart seemed to have completely withdrawn from him lately.
Each day was a bed of thorns, and he thought there truly was no hell worse than this…
‘An Elixir, suddenly appearing like this.’
Kalien covered his mouth with his palm.
“So the Stars are helping me now…?”
He had long known that the Judge of Darkness and Chaos, the Omniscient Word Sorcerer, and countless other Stars were watching over Wynack Castle.
Of course, it was to observe Rosien. But the more fundamental reason was undoubtedly to capture the Broken Chaos—the wanted criminal among them who had vanished without a trace from their surveillance network.
Kalien clenched his dull fist, then opened it. The aura of the Dark Castle, finely permeated through his flesh, scattered sparsely into the void.
The greatest advantage when Stars made covenants with humans was the ability to erase one’s presence completely.
Because an immense gap in rank existed between Stars and humans, humans could not perceive Stars. Yet, fairly enough, the reverse was equally true.
To those positioned so impossibly high, Rahnar was smaller than a fingernail. The hundreds of billions of humans living on Rahnar were merely colonies of fire ants crawling across that nail.
How could one distinguish each individual?
So when the Dark Castle hid itself in the gap of that tiny nail through its covenant with a human, those dull gods of the outer cosmos could not possibly find it.
Five hundred years ago, during the era of the blind Stars, the Dark Castle fled from the pursuit of the Absolute Gods and came to Rahnar. There, it discovered an avatar perfectly suited for concealment.
A ‘human’ safe from the Stars’ pursuit, yet one who received the blessings of the Five Guardian Stars and stood closest to the Stars among all humans—’Karga’.
The Broken Chaos thus hid itself seamlessly within the avatar’s body and spent hundreds of years there.
Eventually, the Stars, having failed to track the Lost Soul, turned their attention to other methods.
They focused on a prophecy delivered by the Eye of Foretelling.
The ‘dead Princess of Abuye’—one who would bring terrible chaos upon the entire cosmos once more.
Knowing that the Lost Soul and its avatar would inevitably seek out that princess someday, they reasoned that capturing her would naturally draw the Lost Soul to them.
This was why they kept obsessing over Rosien.
They poured power into her and even sent her telepathic commands to kill him directly, urging her onward.
“How crude.”
But now it seemed they had finally applied some cunning. They exploited the fact that humans are easily swayed by even the smallest spark of doubt, attempting to drive a wedge between him and Rosien.
However… yes, let me admit it.
This time, the Stars had nearly succeeded.
He had been branded a murderer and nearly executed in Rosien’s heart.
“Hahaha.”
But in the end, I won.
Laughter spilled from me unbidden.
“Haha…!”
Kalien doubled over, barely suppressing his convulsive laughter. His ruby-bright crimson eyes blazed like flames.
“I told you so. Don’t waste your effort. It’s futile, I said?”
His gaze flashed like lightning as he gazed down at his own hands.
“In the end, it all became mine.”
My Elixir, my Rosy. My Rozentia!
Kalien stepped on the shadows and leaped across space.
He emerged onto the balcony where vast mountain ranges sprawled, and drew in the cold air that made his chest swell.
The night wind stirred ominously. From beneath the balcony, a black shadow began to stretch upward.
The darkness that climbed the railing opened its maw.
【I really thought you’d abandoned your revenge. Karga. The way you were shedding those pathetic tears.】
“Haha…”
【Surely you weren’t actually wavering, were you?】
Kalien continued to giggle like a madman.
The Broken Chaos drew close to Kalien’s face and examined him thoroughly.
【Hmm. So it wasn’t genuine after all.】
“Don’t condemn it all so easily. When Rosy cornered me, I truly meant it.”
Until Rosien came to him directly today, he had genuinely believed it—that he would rather abandon the revenge he’d dreamed of for so long than lose her forever.
The annihilation of the Transcendent Families—it was Kalien’s sole objective, the driving force of his existence.
But if Rosy despised it, if she feared it, if she would leave him because of it, what was the point of any of it? He could have cast it all aside.
But then.
Everything changed in an instant.
The moment those words fell from Rosien’s lips—that she would become his Elixir.
The eyes of the beast that had been writhing in the mire of despair, arms wrapped around its head, transformed. The prey he had coveted for so long had unexpectedly rolled into his grasp.
Truly dramatic—just as despair was about to consume him!
Kalien drew in the clear night air in rapid succession.
“I did not lose.”
The moment Rosien lifted away Seongyeol, who had been oppressing and tormenting him, the fog that had clouded his mind cleared as if by magic.
Only then did the situation become clear.
That month of anxiety over being abandoned by her—looking back now, Kalien had gained much from it.
The first was something I had intuited several times before. Rosien felt stability in my presence.
For Transcendents, stability was an element as vital as life itself. It was the first condition of an Elixir.
For the past ten years, I had made every foolish effort to stay in her favor, and it had borne fruit. Rosien harbored fundamental doubts about my existence, yet paradoxically, she remained drawn to me.
Look—in the end, didn’t she approach me first with her own hands?
She reached out first. Said she would become my Elixir. First!
“She’s mine.”
Kalien pressed his palm to his forehead, trembling with exhilaration.
‘Rozentia is mine!’
It was just before the bilateral Elixir Imprinting reached completion.
Since Kalien was fully prepared to give her everything he possessed, only one condition remained necessary for the bilateral Elixir—her awakening.
Her conscious acceptance.
Once that process concluded, the long journey would end. He would become her, and she would become him.
They would find it impossible to let go of each other. They would share life itself, divide their existence, and become utterly indispensable to one another’s survival.
Even the slightest separation would breed anxiety. They would crave each other like a single drop of water discovered in a desert, and even face-to-face, they would writhe with an insatiable hunger that could never be sated.
Only in the dizzying moment when they touched from head to toe would they experience that intoxicating fulfillment. Such addictive ecstasy would erase all distinction between two beings, as though they had always been one.
And his purpose would become her purpose.
That was what the bilateral Elixir truly was.
Therefore, the future glimpsed by the “Prophetic Eyes” would inevitably come to pass.
Now, the summit was truly within sight.
It took Kalien several more hours for his breathing to return to normal.
The Lost Soul circled around him, speaking ceaselessly.
【Who would ever see you as that pitiful insect of a human you once were? That foolish creature who knew only how to weep and wail.】
“…True. Even if the Family Heads of this age were to return from the dead, they wouldn’t recognize me.”
【Could you show her your true form?】
“Not now….”
But someday.
“If I accustom her gradually, perhaps one day she’ll be able to look upon me without fear.”
Everything is difficult and painful at first.
Kalien recalled Rosien, who had been paralyzed with terror two years ago in Delpiam when she saw his reflection in Regina Kirges’s Planetarium.
Today too, it had been but a fleeting moment, yet he had seen it clearly—her trembling as he moved to kiss her.
The instant he witnessed instinctive fear welling up in those bright emerald eyes, he had no choice but to stop.
“How can I make her not fear me….”
A beautiful visage. Eccentric mannerisms. He had already exhausted those tactics, and they held no more power.
Then a docile pet? A tender protector? A gentle, seductive lover?
Kalien could become whatever she desired.

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