Chapter 175 - 175

You think you know pain? Physical or emotional? Maybe both? You think you know how heartbreak feels like? Have you heard the disgusting sound of a heart bleeding out? Have you felt the heartbeats of love slowly stopping? You think you know fear? Have you been tortured by endless nightmares, waking up sweaty and terrified in the middle of the night? Have you ever felt true horror? Not the one in the movies or the one in overly graphic books. 

Have you felt all that? 

Have you ever killed your lover with your own two hands?

Then you couldn't possibly know how Allias felt. How his heart was racing just so it could immediately stop, like a broken instrument that couldn't produce music anymore. How his eyes widened, the sapphire color so intense, seeming even brighter from the glow his tears gave them. Allias at the moment, for the first time, felt the earth crumble underneath his feet, shuttering and swallowing him whole, an enormous hungry mouth that took everything he had in him. He was falling into an endless black hole and his expression was showing pure terror as he met eyes with his lover, the lover who he was killing. 

"Theseus no!" He screamed but it was already too late, too late to stop him, too late to pull his arm away. The arm that went right through Theseus' torso. 

The general had teleported right in front of him at the exact moment he intended to finish Joe off. He appeared so fast that Allias couldn't stop his arm, the force already overwhelming and his hand passed right through the end of his torso, right underneath his rib cage. 

Theseus coughed, blood coming from his mouth, crimson dots landing in Allias' face, more toxic than poison and the man flinched. Cries and painful moans escaped his lips. He couldn't speak, he couldn't utter a single word as Theseus was falling onto the ground. Allias pulled his hand and found himself again in the same position as before. Holding his half dead lover but this time he had done it. 

The golden King had never hurt Theseus, not even when he was furious with him but now he had been the one to decide the end of his life. Everything happened so fast he couldn't believe it. His appearance was faster than a blink and Allias' reaction was too slow. His hand just…His hand had just… 

"It's okay" Theseus groaned. 

Allias had been frozen. Staring right ahead with a flood of tears streaming down his face. He wouldn't move or blink, he wasn't even breathing for a while, he was just standing there unable to look at Theseus, he was scared. The sound of his voice was too tempting, reaching his ears like a magic spell. His eyes strayed and their gazes met. This pain didn't compare to the pain of dying. His death was nothing. Right now he was dying again and again. He wanted to chop his arm off. That left arm did not belong in his body. He felt disgusted and lost. The Golden King had just turned into the villain of his own story. 

"It's okay" Theseus repeated and tried to caress his cheek. He was too weak though and his arm landed halfway back on the floor. A sallow thump echoing in Allias' mind. "Your dream…don't ruin it." He whispered. 

Allias screamed, his throat turning sore. He screamed again and again, his face facing down, his hair hiding everything as he broke everyone's hearts with his cries. There was no air in his lungs left but he kept going. No one had ever heard such a sound. It could root you to where you stood. Just a shout showed so many emotions, spoke more than a thousand words and the King's voice was soon lost. 

"There is no dream without you! There is nothing!" Allias said and Theseus managed to smile. 

"Thank you for saying that but you shouldn't give up on that better tomorrow, you wanted it so badly."

"What tomorrow?" Allias asked, his eyes popping out of their sockets as his lover spoke. What kind of tomorrow could there be when he was dead? What kind of life? There was nothing. 

"There will be a tomorrow, there will be happiness for you even if I am not here. I know, I will always be in your heart. By your side so don't cry, it pains me when you cry."

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!" Allias shouted. "I am sick of this. I am sick of this danger, I am sick of risking my life and watching the ones I love die. I am sick of it. Theseus you can't die! I am ordering you not to. You can't die! You can't disobey me…You can't! You…you're mine" Allias mumbled. 

What was the point of all of these? What had he been doing all this time? Was this the end of the road? Did he achieve completely nothing? Allias thought and he felt like his mind was going to explode. From overwhelming anger to overwhelming sorrow his emotions were changing too fast and he found himself drowning, unable to speak or breathe. He was feeling dizzy; the whole room was spinning. He was a murderer. He had just murdered his lover. He had killed Theseus and still minutes later he had the audacity to keep living. 

"Yes, I am yours" Theseus confirmed and a faint smile appeared on Allias' lips. He had lost full contact with reality, his eyes slowly closing. 

"Amelia, Ares…someone, help him. Help him or kill me too, please." he mumbled before he fainted right there on the ground. 

Joe had witnessed the whole scene. Everything that had happened and he couldn't help but feel his chest tightening. Those screams, those words were too heavy for someone else to have heard them, he felt like he shouldn't have been present. It felt too pivate, filled to much with grief for someone else to invade, a stranger. He could avoid notifying them. Then Theseus would die and then Allias would be driven to his own madness. Lost because he committed the most horrible crime. He knew that was what he should do, his duty as a hunter. 

But he couldn't.

"Somebody! Hey! Help! Theseus and Allias are hurt." He called out for help.