I’m the Strong Youngest Daughter Here to Save My Family from Darkness - Chapter 10

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Chapter 10
Kyle looked around his room.
There’s something most outsiders don’t know.
In truth, this Monster Mansion was built to keep his Rampage in check.
The unusual incense that burned around the clock was meant to keep his mind in an awakened state, and the dark red magic circle that covered the floor had been installed personally by an Imperial Palace mage to prevent his Rampage.
But.
‘It’s broken. The magic circle.’
The edges of the dark red magic circle had smudged and blurred.
He couldn’t tell why it had broken.
He couldn’t smell the incense, either.
His sense of smell had gone numb.
Kyle clenched his teeth.
When a Rampage crisis came like this, the textbook move was to lie low in the mansion and wait for the monster to pass.
Using his Special Ability excessively at a time like this would make the flame in his heart burst, and he’d die. That’s what they’d told him.
‘But if I hide, that monster will go after the weak ones instead of me.’
In that case.
He thought of the sparkling eyes of that little kid, who didn’t even know what a Sunchal was.
‘If I stay like this, that kid is going to die.’
He didn’t need long to decide.
Kyle snatched up the sword he always kept by his bed.
Then he sprang up and sprinted for the mansion’s front gate.
“Grrraaaah…”
The mindless orc couldn’t manage actual words.
It only raised its giant foot and stomped the ground with a thud.
Thud, ka-BOOM!
Kyle raised his sword and aimed for the giant’s shoulder. Breaking the shoulder first, where the defenses were weaker, gave him the advantage in the fight.
Shhhk!
Kyle leapt, and his blade sliced through the empty air.
Strangely, his sword wasn’t wreathed in Aura but in a fierce blue flame, ‘Yeomhwa.’
He loathed Yeomhwa, but there was no other way to take down a monster of this size in such a short time than to use it.
Before long, the monster crashed to the ground with a loud thump.
“Easy.”
He’d finished off the damned monster with no trouble at all.
Just as he always did when he was alone, Kyle boasted and shrugged his shoulders.
“It was nothing.”
It was a muttered remark that no one was there to hear.
He’d put on a composed front, but the unease in Kyle wouldn’t fade.
He could never properly control Yeomhwa, the true Special Ability, even on ordinary days. What a half-baked fool he was.
And now, with his body in such an unstable state, he had used far more Special Ability than he could handle.
Because of that, a scorching Yeomhwa he couldn’t contain began to ignite from his fingertips. Kyle hurried back to his room first.
He was hoping the magic circle might work again.
‘This flame is about to blow.’
He tried desperately to shrink the flame.
Forcing down the urge to retch, he stuffed the energy of Yeomhwa back into his heart bit by bit.
‘What do I do? If the Rampage doesn’t settle even after this, the whole mansion is going to explode.’
Once his Rampage began, the mansion wouldn’t withstand the fire gushing out like an explosion.
Amid all this, what worried him most was.
‘At this rate, that kid is really going to die because of me.’
I was an idiot.
Swayed by some soft sentiment, I let a helpless little kid into the mansion.
And I have no family, no friends to speak of.
I must be paying the price for daring to covet what was never permitted to me.
Kyle felt his heart pounding so hard it seemed about to burst.
He was nearing his limit.
He struggled to steady himself. He pulled out the worn-out brooch he’d tucked in his pocket and glared at it.
This brooch, which he had always clutched whenever things got hard,
was a gift from his mother.
His mother, who had died trying to calm his Rampage.
“The Crown Prince went on a Rampage and killed his own mother, they say.”
People thought Kyle had been locked away here because of the danger of his Rampage.
But Kyle was, in truth, a boy who had killed his own flesh and blood, and that was why he had been sealed away in this place.
The last time Kyle went into a Rampage was that day.
Mother pulled the brooch off her own body and pressed it into his hand.
“My precious child, none of this is your fault. Never, never. It’s just that when Mama closes her eyes, it’s only that…”
A lie.
‘It’s because of me.’
“Whenever you miss Mama, look at this brooch. And you have to survive, no matter what.”
So he listened to her, and every single day, he tried his hardest.
He had no idea how to win back the Emperor’s heart, the one who had not once come looking for him since that day, nor how to return to the Imperial Palace.
Still, he wanted to survive somehow and go back to the Imperial Palace, where his mother’s grave lay.
Truthfully, he wanted to live, more than anything.
He had poured every ounce of strength he had into it, nearly to the point of dying.
‘If I stay here any longer, it won’t do.’
If he ended up killing that tiny little brat asleep in the next room, just as he had killed his mother…
Kyle gritted his teeth.
Then, determined to put even a little more distance between himself and the brat, he tried to make his way out of the mansion.
But why did this damned brat always defy his expectations?
“Chick? Why are you here?”
Arienna appeared right in front of him.
The silly little brat had put on the oversized nightgown he’d given him backward.
Even grown adults had scrambled to flee the moment they saw him on the verge of a Rampage, but this kid was walking toward him, his small body held stubbornly upright.
“Why are you like this?”
Even renowned healers had been swallowed by fear the moment they faced his Yeomhwa, unable to even make a sound.
‘You were trembling and saying you were scared of monsters, so why aren’t you running away?’
Kyle clenched his fists tight.
The flames surged even higher. It felt as though the fire in his heart, the one he had kept pressed down for so long, was rising all at once.
He felt as if he were being dragged into a pit of fire, and after taking a brief, steadying breath, he issued a warning.
“Get out of this mansion. Now.”
Arienna, still clutching the sleeve of his nightgown, asked carefully.
“Why? Why?”
With innocent eyes that kept darting toward his face, she timidly raised her hand.
“Please don’t make me leave. I’m sorry…”
“…It’s not your fault. Still, get out.”
“If it isn’t my fault, then why are you suddenly like this?”
“Because I… because I’m a monster…”
At those words, Arienna looked up at Kyle. He seemed to be burning red all over.
‘He doesn’t look like a monster. He just looks like he’s hurting so much…’
Her eyes stung as if tears were about to fall, and Arienna lowered her head again.
‘It’s sad. The way Chick Kyle keeps pushing me away. And how Chick is hurting.’
Tears dripped down onto her round little feet without her even noticing, and as if making a wish, Arienna whispered, so softly it was barely audible.
“I’ll help you, okay?”
Before she had even finished speaking, a small popping sound rang out. Pop.
Sparks had finally flickered from Kyle’s fingertips.
It was the final omen before a Rampage.
And from that moment on…
In an instant, the entire corridor was swallowed by fire. It was a terrifying moment as the hallway rapidly turned to a heap of ash.
Startled, Arienna stumbled back a step.
Kyle screamed with all the strength he had.
“Get away, I said, get away!”
Just then, light rippled again across the lenses of Arienna’s glasses.
Words appeared before Arienna’s terrified eyes.
[※ Danger! The target has been filtered back into a chick!]
With a pop, the light rippled, and through the glasses, Kyle appeared as a chick once more.
The chick’s wings trembled as if they might snap off at any moment.
Its tiny feet, pitifully planted on the ground, kept tapping against the floor, tok, tok, without end.
Its yellowish wings were blackened and scorched, as though half burned by fire.
Arienna didn’t know what a Rampage was, but on instinct, she understood one thing.
The little chick she had loved for the first time, no, Kyle…
Could vanish from this world.
‘No, if Chick Kyle disappears…’
The moment Arienna reached out toward Kyle, a blazing red light burst before her eyes along with a scorching heat.
Hwaaak—
A fierce flame erupted from Kyle’s body.
The heat was so intense that it felt as though her fingertips were sizzling.
‘It’s too hot.’
Her vision flickered dizzyingly. When she finally managed to open her eyes, all she could see before her was a chick’s tiny beak.
The chick’s whole body was engulfed in flames, yet somehow it seemed to be murmuring, ‘It’s so, so cold.’
It almost looked like a tear had quietly dropped from the chick’s eye.
“Peep-eep!”
The chick was crying out with its entire body, begging her to save it.
Her body moved before her thoughts did.
‘Chick hurts. It has to be warmed up.’
Arienna reached out her hand toward the chick, which was about to turn to ashes in the raging fire.
Thud—her fingertips touched Kyle.
Then, the world filled with fire, which had seemed impossible to reach no matter how far she stretched, suddenly drew close.
The tips of her fingers brushed against soft down.
‘Oh! I can touch it!’
Arienna hugged the tiny chick tightly.
Dad had taught her that you had to hold a sick chick and share your warmth with it.
Kyle was incredibly hot as she held it so tightly.
Far hotter than the fireplace, which was the hottest thing Arienna knew in the world.
But she gritted her teeth and held on.
Because if she let go, even by accident, the chick might die.
Kyle Chick, you can’t die. You have to meet Tuntuni’s mom and dad.
And… I want to save Kyle Chick, who I’ve become just a little bit close to.
Even as the pain made her tremble as if she were being burned alive, Arienna did not let go of Kyle.
That was when it happened.
The chick’s wings, scorched by the flames, slowly began to heal.

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