Chapter 679-A Twin Must Die
Altan:
"You are a stupid little boy!" my father yelled, slapping me again and again. My mother sat on the ground, bawling next to my brother’s dead body. It was too late. Nobody could save him now. He was attacked and I couldn’t do anything. I felt worthless and my father yelling at me didn’t help either.
"I was trying—trying to come to you," I hiccuped, sadness flooding my chest. It hadn’t been easy to run back to the warriors and lead them to where my brother had been. I cried endlessly after they told me my brother had been brutally killed. Half of his limbs had been eaten. He would have survived had it not been for a loser like me to delay getting help for him.
"Why did they do that? Why? Why my innocent little son?" my mother let out another cry, and my body trembled. Every time she cried, I squeezed my shoulders up and sniffled hard. I had a feeling she would hate me too now.
"Why did you let him walk out of the border?" my father shouted, grabbing my arm and shaking me. "Why didn’t you stop him? And what took you so long to come seek help?"
He was yelling when my mother suddenly snatched me away from him, hugging me tightly.
"Leave him alone!" she screamed at my father.
"He must answer! Why did it take him so long?" he shouted again.
"I was—trying to reach the bushes first— then I realized I couldn’t save him from whatever monster was hiding there—" I whispered through sobs, shaken and mourning my brother’s death.