Recently, Cesar feels like his mind has become much clearer. His memories are always being eroded, some are empty, some are dark and uncertain as if covered by a veil.
Ever since, his life has always been associated with pain. Even he didn't know exactly when this symptom started.
Every time he breathed, it felt like he was swallowing fire, and the slightest movement made his bones hurt and twist. And yet, with every heartbeat, the burning poison seemed to spread throughout his body along his blood vessels, making him scream to endure. One day, the pain was so intense it felt like it was burning all over my body, but then another day it subsided as if it had never happened. And every time, a voice rang out:
— Hurry, Cesar.
That voice appeared every time he writhed in pain. It instigates his actions, leading him to become more ferocious.
- Very good. Just struggle more.
— Let's show them our strength.
That voice always led him down the wrong path. If he tried to fight back, the burning pain would immediately come back.
Furthermore, his body constantly changes, causing him to sink into misery. Every sense tortured him. Sight, hearing, and smell all become so sensitive that daily life becomes impossible.
He could hear the sound of coins falling hundreds of miles away, and the whispers of everyone in the Royal Palace continuously echoed in his ears.
What about the sense of smell? All the excessive smells, the dirty smells, the mud, and the smells of spices and perfumes that tried to cover them up, continuously made his head explode.
Because of these keen senses, he had to endure the stench and noise all night long.
“Please give me some food.”
"Pickpocket! Someone catch him!"
"This guy touched my chest. You have to pay me back!"
“This dirty old woman.”
Whether he opened his eyes or closed them, he saw things he didn't want to see. Other people's unwanted pasts and futures keep pouring in.
The world is full of evil and malice. Even though he covered his ears and eyes, those voices and those illusions still appeared and echoed. Things he didn't want to know, kept going on and on.
“It is a cursed monster!”
“No, my son cannot be like that!”
“How can you call that monster a Prince!”
Sadness and lamentations surrounded him endlessly. Some people are afraid of him, others shed tears when they see him. There are people who despise him and look at him with hateful eyes. All of these things were as sharp as blades, causing him to always carry a festering wound in his heart.
To him, darkness is extremely sad and scary. Even though I tried to reach out, there was only emptiness and terror. No matter how many times he screamed and punched the wall, only his own echo echoed alone in the void.
Slicing pain is always lurking. Therefore, he could only scream and shout. He didn't know any other way. He is not allowed to have any other emotions.
Imprisoned in this vast, monotonous darkness, he was one
prisoner
. The life of a prisoner in a hellish prison, without even a prison guard, is extremely boring.
He is always looking for something new. Cesar de La Rosa Constantini Fiore was a real person, so he couldn't survive that extreme boredom. But even though he looked around, he saw only evil madness and slimy darkness.
At some point, he gave up, even looking for something new. He gave up life. That means letting consciousness sink deep into the abyss of a black hole. That bottomless, wet, and sticky quagmire was a giant vortex where countless emotions were buried.
Then one day, a ray of light shined down. It was so bright and warm that at first he couldn't open his eyes to see clearly.
He couldn't even clearly perceive that light. Just know that something fresh and pure has come. Because the quagmire into which he sank was too deep.
‘I am Irenea. Annarisa calls me Ren.'
The name of that warm thing is Ren. He had to repeat that name over and over in his mouth, afraid that he would forget it.
Ren, Ren, Ren……. The name of the light has come to him.
Lace is magical. With Ren, the pain that gnawed at his body gradually disappeared. When she held his hand, the world became bright. As long as she caresses his head with her slender fingers, his heart is filled with joy.
Cesar's world, which was filled with only evil, pain and filth, is filled with something bright and warm for the first time.
It's obvious that he loves Ren. It is an irresistible attraction.
He didn't expect much. As long as Ren is by my side, this bone-chilling coldness seems to disappear.
But then one day, that voice rang out again:
— Don't want to possess it?
Possess what? But he vaguely understood.
— What if I accidentally lose it? What if she leaves you?
That voice was the one who understood him best. The one who sees through what he fears most.
— If Ren disappears, will you be alone in this darkness again?
He was afraid of being swallowed by the darkness. He was so fed up of having to endure the painful voices that only he could hear in that bottomless, endless abyss.
— Then reach out your hand. Take her forever in this body.
The voice in the darkness whispered so. Quickly take possession of this fragrant thing. Swallow that beautiful and lovely thing into your mouth.
There was no way he could let go of the only ray of light that shone into this dark world.
If possible, he wanted to devour her. Wanting to chew and swallow whole. Not leaving behind even a single bone or hair. Eat it so cleanly that not even a piece of meat or a drop of blood remains. He can do anything to get that light.
— Get inside her. There will be something even better.
The thing he craves and desires the most. Something as hot as life. Something bright and beautiful. The fire of life can dispel this bone-chilling cold even for just a moment.
But if you do that, Ren will cry. Look. She was already shaking in fear.
— It doesn't matter. Go ahead!
Another person's tongue curled around my sensitive mucous membranes. I have never allowed anyone to penetrate this deeply. A stream of hot, sticky air filled the mouth.
Something's wrong. It's so unusual, I want to know what this feeling is. But then excitement immediately swept away all thoughts.
I feel suffocated. Occasionally I tried to open my lips to breathe, but his tongue immediately stopped my breathing. The entire oral cavity was occupied by him, consciousness gradually became vague and blurred. My mind was chaotic and spinning like it was stuffed.
Cesar's body temperature is much higher than normal. No, I have to say it's hot. It feels like holding a block of fire.
“Ah, huh.”
I kept squirming under him. His lips left mine, licked the blood on my neck once more, then placed a mark, continuing down to my collarbone.
My clothes were disheveled from struggling. The feeling of being crushed and rubbed above me made me sob again.
“Sniff, Cesar, stop, stop……”
But he has no intention of stopping. The feeling of skin being sucked in and the panting of breath continued. For some reason, my body trembled with his every move.
Then I was startled by a hot feeling below. Cesar was leaning his face between my legs. The hem of her dress lifted dangerously, revealing parts of her body that should never be seen.
The garter belt had long been loose, revealing her wounded knees above the thin stockings. That's the place covered in unsightly scars, where I often cut myself to let him drink my blood.
My knees were shaking so much that his fingertips were shaking too. Tôi lấy hai tay che mặt, không biết là vì xấu hổ khi bị nhìn thấy cảnh tượng này hay vì ngại để lộ vết thương.
“Huh.”
At that moment, Cesar grabbed my ankle and bit my knee hard. Perhaps because the sensation is obscured, the stimulation comes before the pain.
An electric shock ran down my spine. Voice
thump, thump
rang in my ears. That's the sound of my heart beating. It was beating so fast that I felt like I would die of hyperventilation within the next hour. Blood flowed so fast in my veins that I felt dizzy.
In the midst of that, stimulation struck the young skin again. He gently licked with his tongue, then bit gently with his fangs. That feeling gradually approached my thighs.
I panicked.
I feel like Cesar and I are crossing some line. Even though I've touched my body countless times with him, I've never felt like this.