Evolution of the Ruined Heir

Malakai left the utterly flustered Nyx and headed back to his room.

Their interaction had been… something to remember. Malakai had found himself wanting to burst into laughter, in fact.

Apparently, Nyx had found it harder than expected to ignore Malakai’s title and simply call him by name.

Malakai had spent minutes just trying to get her to say it. She had stuttered. Her face had flushed red.

She clutched the hem of her attire tightly, as though summoning all the courage in her body to say his name.

It had been funny. Hilarious, even. To watch the legend that was the Red Eclipse struggle so much just to utter a name… the people wouldn’t believe it.

Still, although it had taken her a while, she had finally managed to say his name, in scattered, broken syllables of course. Malakai had accepted it with a smile that only made her face turn even redder.

Since when did the Ninth Vein smile?

Regardless, to Malakai, it was progress. He had praised her for the effort and excused himself into his room.

As the soft click of the door echoed, Valentine burst out from Malakai, hovering in front of him while staring like he was looking at a stranger.

“Have you been possessed?” Valentine asked, scrutinizing Malakai from head to toe.

“I think so too,” Malakai replied, still carrying the same smile from moments ago.

Valentine just stared at him, perplexed. Before, it had always been a brief twitch of the lips, just a subtle change in expression. Now, he was smiling freely?

Valentine shook his head.

“I really need to meet this ghost. Maybe take some lessons. He pulled off the impossible!”

Malakai shook his head. “Stop exaggerating things. The change isn’t even that drastic.”

Valentine recoiled like every syllable of those words was the most absurd thing he’d ever heard.

“Not drastic? Not drastic!?” he exclaimed. “Ah, it pains me that we don’t have video cameras in this age. We wouldn’t even be having this conversation if there were!”

“Alright, alright. You’ve made your point known,” Malakai sighed and walked over to the corner of his room.

“Now, unless you want me to revert to my normal cold self, I suggest you accept this change as quietly as possible. Stop making this cringe.”

As images of Malakai’s usual cold, blunt face filled Valentine’s head, his eyes widened. He gasped.

“No, no! I’ll shut up. Haha.” He laughed and floated over to the bed. “What change? I can barely notice anything.”

Malakai shook his head, smiling faintly. He took off his ichor drenched clothes and tossed them into a laundry basket at the side of the room.

‘I’m getting rid of all of this,’ Malakai thought, feeling disgusted.

If it were up to him, he wouldn’t have allowed even a single drop of that filth to touch him, let alone be drenched in a truckload of it.

His hatred for darkness creatures ran so deep, he loathed anything even remotely associated with them. The chill they brought. Their blood. Their very sight. Everything. In fact, if not for their usefulness, he wouldn’t even make contact with a vita core.

‘But it’s all necessary.’

The darkness creatures needed to be wiped off the face of the planet, and he planned on being the one to make that happen.

This was Malakai’s goal.

Revenge.

The people of the clan had plotted to have his parents killed. And the darkness creatures had done the deed. His hatred ran across both groups. Deep. Boundless.

He would have his revenge on the men who took everything from him. He would have his revenge on the monsters who carried it out.

In the foreseeable future, all Malakai could see was blood and destruction, and he planned to be the one to bring it.

‘Time is running out.’

The dome was failing. Soon, the darkness could descend and destroy the fragile society humanity had managed to rebuild from the blood and ashes of fallen heroes.

There was no time left. He had to get stronger. As strong as possible.

The smile on Malakai’s face slowly vanished, replaced once again by his cold mask. The warmth from earlier faded. He was back to business.

Valentine noticed the change and frowned, visibly saddened that it had ended so quickly.

But then again, considering who Malakai was, he realized it had lasted longer than he expected.

‘Well… it’s progress.’

Valentine reassured himself. Still, he was happy for Malakai. He had never wanted someone’s happiness more.

‘What a frightening little kid.’

Valentine shuddered as he recalled the events of the hunt.

The battles. Malakai torturing Julius had been truly brutal, but Valentine had held himself back. They had talked about it before, and he had promised to stay out of things like that.

Still, it hurt to see a fourteen-year-old carry so much rage. So much pain that he could so easily inflict it onto others.

Regardless, Valentine hoped that the pain in Malakai’s heart would ease one day.

And then… there was the last event of the hunt. The one that had shaken Valentine to the core.

Malakai had stood alone, facing down an entire army.

Despite being a ghost who couldn’t even be harmed, Valentine had felt real fear when he saw over a thousand darkness creatures raging toward them from every direction.

He had been in his forties when he first awakened his life essence in the past, and he knew without a doubt, he wouldn’t have been able to stay calm. If he could have, he would’ve run.

Valentine chuckled.

‘Still… I’m glad it was him.’

When he first learned that he was humanity’s last hope, it crushed him. He was an insecure forty-something who scared far too easily. Humanity had been doomed.

But now… now there was Malakai.

And for the first time in a long time, Valentine felt something bloom in his chest.

Hope.

…

Malakai spent quite some time freshening up in the bathroom.

Nyx had, very thoughtfully, drawn him a bath, and he had soaked himself inside the tub, momentarily allowing the warm water to ease the burdens of the day.

Now he understood why Renlo had been surprised that it was still morning. With everything that had happened, it was shocking to think it all occurred within just three hours.

Still, after scrubbing himself clean, he put on a fresh set of clothes and lowered himself onto the bed.

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