"What the hell are you talking about, kid? There's no way you can do It, just give up just give up... I mean seriously, who the hell even believes that you could do It anyway? No one, right? Kid, If someone actually believes in you then there's no way you would be here because they'll protect you"
Continuing to spout words filled with utter nonsense and sentences you can't help but get confused, he continues to say those words while smashing Allaine's head at the floor... The lustrous fiery blood of Allaine have long been vanished and instead being replaced by a pure crimson blood filled with nothing but despair
"The fact that you're here already means they don't give a shit about what would happen to you. It's a one-sided love you're feeling right now"
"..."
Even though he was taught to response to people talking to him, he can't even bring himself to open his mouth nor breath even a little whiff of air. His head became empty and thought of nothing except darkness... darkness... darkness... darkness... darkness... darkness... darkness... darkness... darkness...
His head was filled with darkness without any idea how to repel It. His dead eyes devoid of any life inside of them crossed with Francisco's eyes. Red blood still dripping from his head and Francisco already smashed him again! Continuing to smash his head at the floor without even giving any regards to Allaine and continues to spout nonsense words at his disposal...
"I can give you a special treatment and let you go for a while so you can have fun, I'm the kindest and probably the most thoughtful guy known to men, you know kid?!"
Those words of Francisco don't hold even a little bit of warmth or care in them. He's just playing with him, like humans enjoying the torment of ants and creatures weaker and smaller than them
Declaring that words of his, he removes Allaine's chains that restricts him from moving and grabbed his collar so he can drag him towards the cell he's talking about
The cold iron door opened at Francisco's push and the cold wind from the mountains once again can be felt by him. As of this moment, Allaine didn't even moved at feeling the wind at his skin and just continued to be dragged around with his dead-fish eyes...
The foliages in the area and the soft soil his body is touching right now felt softer than usual, indicating that this is not the same place where he ran from earlier and this is at the other side of the cages, but the current Allaine doesn't have the will nor the strength to even see those
His arms are sluggish, head is empty, blood is spilling at the soft soil... Any moment now and he could kick the bucket and leave the earth. The amount of blood he lost is certainly a lot and It's actually a miracle he still survived those smashes from Francisco
"Look, isn't she beautiful? Doesn't leave you with a boner, eh? I'll leave you here, I'll come back here when chinese dude finally arrives"
Francisco pointed at the girl just sitting peacefully at the corner of the cage. Not bothering anyone, not talking to anyone and not even shadowing anyone. She's just there, waiting for her end...
Francisco opened the cell she was in and threw the sluggish body of Allaine at the cage. The impact made the soil scatter and the dust flying around the cage. He didn't even mind It, nor noticed It. He just continued to look where his eyesight is directed now. With the cold, lifeless eyes he has... not even longing for the fire and life he once had
At all the darkness looming inside his head, some words of Francisco's words stuck through him. Like a glue sticking to everyone put Into It... It sticks to him like It's supposed to be a life lesson and memento for him
"It's not like you're something special. You're just an empty, shallow human being without any role at life... You're an empty, boring person without any reason for existence. You're not a hero that will change everything and save everyone, you're just a kid. This is not a a novel, a movie, an anime, or even a fictional world! This is reality! What you're aiming for are truly ideals aimed for shallow-minded brats who don't know how the world works! You're a naive brat for thinking that you could change your family's life!"
Remembering those words of him, Allaine's tears came out of his eyes...
"I'm... weak..."
His resolve is so flimsy It will be destroyed just by some random guy smashing his head over and over again
"I'm... weak..."
His determination is so weak he can't find the reason to stand anymore after experiencing those
"I'm... weak!!!"
Before he knew It, the once weak flow of tears became a cry... In front of a girl who's just staring at her with her usual lifeless eyes, he cries! Snot, salty water and drool came dropping at the soft soil where he's lying horizontally... The iron and salt on his face merged into one while It crawls down at the ground...
Seeing this awful state of Allaine, the girl with his small and frail voice... a husky tone without any intonation, asked Allaine with the familiar question he's supposed to know
"Do you... want... to... live?"
Hearing that question of the girl, Allaine opened his destroyed mouth and answered with all the voice and strength he left:
"I... don't know..."
END OF CHAPTER 47