"I understand that this is not easy to deal with. But as the leader of my own clan, I would do the same if I were in Jenzigh's position. The future of the clan is not something we can play with. I will also refuse to go on a mission with a leader who has a risky personality." Doma said.
"I am sorry that you have a spot of kindness in your heart, Rohan. But I couldn't do anything about it. You're the one who can. I've done my best as a mother. Unfortunately, we've all seen that fatal weakness has stuck deep in your heart, and yet you're still trying to defend it. There is nothing more you can do against my decision. Then, I will say that you are no longer a successor of the Egoxar clan," Jenzigh said firmly.
Electricity sparks started to come out of Rohan's body. His purplish eyes flashed faint lighting. His hands clenched and his jaw tightened.
Rohan's reaction made everyone in the hall nervous. The higher-ups who were surrounding him even couldn't help to step back in fear that he would explode.
In fact, until this very recently, no one had ever actually witnessed what it was like when a real Rohan went berserk.
The man could indeed cause great damage just because he was annoyed. But he also always took everything as a joke. He never looked totally serious, not even in the biggest war he had ever been.
However, the fact that Rohan could destroy everything although when he wasn't too serious meant that everyone on this spaceship was in danger right now.
The joke that was always on Rohan's face was indeed annoying. However, it would be much worse if there was only seriousness on that face.
Rohan's eyes scanned the entire vast hall. He hated the look of pity thrown at him. But the look of thick fear on their faces made him laugh out loud. In the end, he was still the most feared one.
A wicked grin was carved on his good-looking face but was also the image of a disaster. When Rohan absorbed the electricity back into his body, everyone secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
But that didn't mean that Rohan had accepted the fate his mother had arbitrarily written for him.
"You people are surprisingly amazing," Rohan chuckled. "But I'm confused to tell its difference with stupidity."
No one said a single word. They just stared at the man-in-purple who walked slowly and randomly in the middle of the hall, making everyone step back and letting him wander alone in the centre as if he was a superstar.
"That goddamn clean spot you always mentioned is actually the reason you are still alive today. Do you think I'd be so merciful like this if it wasn't for this clean spot that you people curse so much? Yet you still say that this is a hindrance to the villain's bright future. How ironic,"
Then Rohan continued, "Very well then. Seeing the fear on your faces, I will not destroy all of you here. But that doesn't mean I have been controlled. My life is in my own hands and I will show you that I deserve to be a leader. And when that time comes, you will plead under my feet and regret every little thing that happened today. At that time, you will wish that I still had this cursed clean spot."
Everyone was still speechless when Rohan stepped out of the hall. He didn't do anything cruel to them all, but his words left them shivering.
Even though he seemed calm, this version of Rohan looked more dangerous than usual. Everyone knew that Rohan never broke his promise or forswore his oath. He was a man of his word.
***
Rohan closed the door behind him. He stood behind the balcony railing overlooking a wide space. His hands squeezed the handle of the railing while making it stronger at the same time so that he could slightly express his annoyance without completely destroying it.
They were heading home, but all his life, Rohan had never felt what home was. When the planets had a star to be orbited to, he was the only one with nothing to hold on to.
It was not that Rohan wasn't strong enough. It was not that he was mentally fragile. He just wanted to be in a place or something that felt right for him.
In fact, he did not know what the place should be like. But for sure, it wasn't his family. He didn't even know if it existed or not. The program that his family had instilled in him since he was a baby blinded him to the real purpose he wanted in life.
Their spaceship orbited from planet to planet. Rohan could feel the heat from the star which was surrounded by eight planets, including the planet Ogx.
It was not a big star if compared to the star that orbited by the planet Vexar. They would come out of this solar system.
Rohan moved his hand forward, pretending as if he was placing the star in his palm. He felt a warm light reflect on his face as he slowly moved his hand, following the round shape of the burning star.
"What if the star was in my control? I will make a great change in the fate of all the planets that orbit it. Or... it would be even better if I could control those planets too; how they rotate, how they orbit, it's all in my hands."
Then he smiled faintly. "Even, the strongest one will lose to the powerful leaders when they are ganged up on him. But, what can they do if that person is the god of the solar system, galaxy or even the universe?"
Rohan never felt hopeless. But he was not a naive man who refused to admit that he could not defeat unified leaders. It was not about how strong he was, but how many followers they had.
In the end, what was the meaning of power if you couldn't rule anyone? What was the meaning of victory if no one kneeled before your feet?
How would he feel after ending the lives of everyone he knew? It would only be a gruelling war with the final result of a pile of corpses fading away, leaving him alone with his hands covered in blood.
However, he would not experience all of that in his life if he could control the planets.
In truth, Rohan just needed a confession. When he had supermassive power in his hands, even the greatest leaders would become his footstool.
But, the question now was: how did he do it?