Chapter 80 - Young Master (3)

"You're really going to bury them one by one?"

"Let them be!"

"I get tired too, if you exhaust yourself!"

"Just bury our mother; make her grave the most beautiful!"

"Just let everyone else dry out here; they deserve it!"

"Hey! Are you even listening to me? "

"Hey!"

Randell has been ignoring his other self, who is very talkative and has been pestering him around with grumblings and mischievous comments.

He thought the voice was just his imagination, but it never went away and talked to him as if he had a separate mind and personality. 

"Can you return to wherever you came from?" Randell stopped digging as he finally couldn't take the noise in his mind.

He plans to give his pack a solemn and proper grave by digging the ground at the Mansions' garden.

However, the voice inside him wanted to do other things and urged him to abandon his brutally murdered pack members. 

"How rude. Can't you be thankful that I am here so that you won't feel lonely?"

"How can I be thankful to you? You're too suspicious. "

"Suspicious? What about me? How come? "

Randell resumed his work of making graves while talking seriously to himself.

"I don't know you?"

"How come you don't know me? Me is you, you are me. "

"That doesn't clear anything at all."

"Well, you're right."

"How come there's another me talking to me? if I was not insane or you're a soul possessing my body?"

"Possessing?" his other self scoffed at his idea.

"You see, I myself don't know the answer either. I was just suddenly formed like this, poof! I can speak for myself and think for myself, but sadly, I can't control your body. You must be very lucky. "

"Then, any idea why you suddenly appeared?"

"Hmm? Maybe an effect of eating up hundreds of cores? You're pretty ambitious for doing so, huh. "

"I didn't like this! I don't intentionally eat them up! "

"Okay, okay, relax. I know I was just kidding. We are one. I know you more than anyone else. What I mean is that this situation could be the result of absorbing the core. Just accept me! I won't harm you in any way. "

Randell became silent and continued to dig. The digging made him organize his chaotic mind.

Then his other self finally became still and gave him time to think alone.

Soon after, he starts burying the corpses, and the last person he buries carefully is his mother.

"Mother, I hope you are now in a better place."

He prayed while tightly clasping his hands together, praying for his mother's soul and pack members.

"Our goddess, Wolf's guardian. Please guide my family's souls to the better place they deserve. " 

ssssssshhhh

Randell flinched when suddenly the wind changed its direction and swirled around him.

"Enemy?"

He hurriedly stood up and grew his claws while being alert that the enemy might attack him.

A gentle voice suddenly speaks to him, and a bright silvery light suddenly glows up above the grave he made for his mother. 

"Who are you?" he cautiously asked, despite the unknown individual saying he should relax.

"I am your god, your guardian." The gentle voice spoke out from the glow but didn't reveal her form and remained a ball of light in front of him.

"G-god." Randell immediately knelt down in fear of the higher being who had suddenly approached him.

"Are you here to punish me?" he asked, ignoring the side comments of his other self. He didn't show that there was another personality inside of him.

"No, child, I came to help you."

"Help me?" Randell finally relaxes when he learns that the gracious goddess has come down to assist him.

"Yes, I'll bring you to a new world where you can live peacefully, but I need to erase your memory."

"W-why?"

"This nightmare will only burden you. I want you to live a new, better life in that world. "

Randell clenched his fist and stared straight at the silvery glow, even though it hurt his eyes.

"I can't forget them. I don't deserve to live peacefully! I am a murderer! I killed my own family! my pack! "

The voice inside the silvery glow let out a long sigh. Even without her physical body, the goddess was expressing her pity and sadness toward the child's situation.

"No, you deserve all the best things in the world," the goddess said, and the glow grew bigger until it ate up Randell as well.

Randell covered his eyes with his arms and waited for the glow to go off.

Uwaaa, Uwaaa, Uwaaa

Randell cried like a new-born baby.

"Bro, why are you crying like a baby?" Randell's other personality speaks out, but he can't control his physical body.

"Hmm? Haha! This is hilarious! Does the goddess return us into infant?"

His other personality laughed loudly internally as he finally recognized their new situation. 

The goddess sends them to a new world by being birthed again into a new baby, erasing all the original Randell's memories while his other personality remains untouched because the goddess was not aware of his existence.

Uuuuuwaa uwa uwaa

"You really became an infant crying like that," he said to the newborn baby, who is still with fresh blood while a group of medical personnel is around them tending to his needs.

He instantly knew that this world was different to the world he came from because of the machinery and the labor room he was in. The people around him were covered in green clothes; only their eyes showed, but he wasn't wary of them because no one was emitting the strong aura of a beast. He concluded that he was surrounded by humans.

The machine that keeps making beeping sounds and the fluorescent lights are things that didn't exist in their world, which makes him calmly accept the new world while at the same time fascinating him.

"Mother!" He perked up once the nurse placed him on his mother's side, who was breathing heavily from the hard labor.

"This is brilliant! Did she give us the same parents?" He sounded overjoyed at the prospect of their deceased mother still being alive in this world.

But soon he became serious.

"Wait, don't tell me our father in this world is also the pack leader again."

His rage towards their father goes up as he remembers what he did to the original Randell.

Although they have different personalities, the experience they had was the same.

He waited for the adults to clean him and arrange a better crib for him to rest in, and soon the person he didn't want to see finally peered in the large window, watching him with cold eyes.

"Aren't we living the same life if we have the same asshole as a parent?"

He tries to organize a plan while the new Randell is still not tired of crying. 

"Hmm?" he tried to direct his gaze towards their father. His father is talking to another person while looking in his direction. That makes him try to read his lips to know what they are talking about.

"He is a boy?" His father looked very disappointed.

"What's wrong if I am a boy?" He wonders and continues to watch their conversation with the middle-aged servant.

"Yes, leader," the servant respectfully responded.

"Shit! He is a pack leader! Aren't we going in circles if the setting of our new lives is the same?"

"Dispose that child; I don't need him." Their father coldly ordered, which was responded to with a bow by his servant.

"What about the mistress?"

"Tell her, his son died."

"Yes, sir."

"Wow!" If only he could control his body, he should be clapping his hands by now.

He is amazed that they will die soon even though they have just given birth.

"The goddess has a plan, right?" He stopped worrying and started trusting the goddess who brought them into this world.

Also, he can't do anything since he can't control the infant's body and can an infant protect himself by only loudly crying?

He let his newly born self sleep, and once he had woken up, he was in the arms of the servant.

"Is this the child of the leader? Why did you bring him home? " A woman with a kind expression peered into him and asked the servant, who also happened to be his husband.

"The leader ordered me to dispose of this child."

"Then why are you bringing it here? We have a lot of human neighbors! Do your work at your company building!"

"Let's adopt him."

"What? Do you want to die?"

"No, the leader doesn't look at the child up close. He won't notice even if we declare him as our child." 

Upon saying this, the couple who had trouble conceiving a child had a telepathic look at each other. and lovingly smiled at each other.

"I'll leave the pack later so that they won't know that we have his child. Let's happily live with our new child. The servant, excitedly, said and gently handed the child into his wife's arms.

The lady stares at Randell, memorizing his face and little by little falling in love with Randell's adorable body as a child.

"What should we name him?"