The moment Azrael was pulled into the cave in that world, suddenly multiple memories began to resurface into his mind. Those memories of scandals, betrayal, hatred, and sadness again flashed back and scattered his mind completely. Slowly, the accumulated memories hidden in a corner of his mind began to emerge before his eyes.
'...Everything had started from the valentines day...
One years ago,
The day was 14th February, valentines day. The year was 3046. That time, he was the young master of the Voidryn family. That Voidryn family which was famous in the north-east and the north-west provinces of the city, for their influences over the economics and the artillery defenses of the city.
During that time, he used to live with his parents. His father, Mr. Astaroth used to be the CEO and the founder of the Art & Craft institution and one of the main horsemen of the city. In addition, Mr. Astaroth used to be the popular as 'Ruler of Calamity' among all people in the city. Whereas, his mother, Mrs. Eve used to be one of the pious individuals in the city, with extremely proficient in craftsmanship.
The valentines day at that year was strangely normal as the other days. At that morning, he had to go to the laboratory at the headquarters to complete his research under Dr. Agni's guidance. At that time, he was developing an advanced automatic scientific tool which could smoothly analyze and foresight the opponent's trick and before the opponent could implement the trick the tool could transform into various form to protect the user. With the help of Dr. Agni's intelligence and his creativity, they had created that nine millimeter twenty-four carat gold metallic pistol.
That day was the 20th birthday of his dearest brother, Mark. So, he had intended to give his brother that pistol as his birthday gift. Dr. Agni also had agreed with his decision. However, for some unknown reason, Dr. Agni had stayed in the headquarters. That was their last meeting before they met at the ruins. He had requested Dr. Agni many times to come to his home with him. But Dr. Agni hadn't agreed then.
After that, excitedly, he had set out for the main hall of Voidryn family where the main banquet had organised for Mark's birthday. The pistol was with him all the time.
However, as he had stepped inside the banquet main hall, he had witnessed a horrifying scene right in front of him.
By that time, the sun had fallen and the starry sky in the moonless night had been spreading its gloomy and mysterious light. It had seemed like those stars had been concealing all the heinous events from rest of the world.
A total amount of ten helipads had been roaming across the sky over the main hall. His father had been missing by then. Four people of headquarters had handcuffed his mother. They had been carrying his mother to the headquarters for further investigations. The most shocking thing was nobody from his family had stopped them from doing such despicable act. At that moment, suddenly one person from one of the helipads had announced that Dr. Agni had been murdered in his own room, and the prime suspect was he himself.
Already, upon witnessing such scene in front of him, all of his extreme emotions began to flood over his body. He had felt as if he was in some delusion. Floods of waters began to flow from his eyes. He burst into extreme cry and ran towards his mother. But one of those four people had slapped him and pushed him aside. Only for the last time, he could see his mother's numb body with handcuffs in her hands. At that moment, the news of his master's death came into his ears also. Hearing that, his inner temperance snapped. With a pure rage, he had shouted at his family, requesting to stop that event.
However, instead of getting any suitable response or act, he felt someone had penetrated his chest with a knife, saying "A murderer's son is always a murderer." It was none other that Monica.
He cried out in agony. He could clearly see the jealous, hateful, pitiful, gruesome, and violent red burning eyes on each of his family members' face. At that moment, he had realized that he had faced an extreme betrayal from his own family. But, before he could understand what actually happened there properly, he lost his consciousness in that spot.
After a week, with that trauma, he woke up from that spot where he lost his consciousness. He couldn't remember what happened during that seven days. But, one thing he had realized that during those seven days, nobody actually had cared him. He was in that state like garbage lying in the drain. The blood flowing from his body ultimately had dried and hardened, and so had the wound. However, lying unconscious in the dust like that for seven days had caused infections in many parts of his body. He was also feeling week.
The memories of the one week past night had continuously kept shattering his mind completely. He would never be able to believe in his entire life that his parents were murderers. So, only with his sheer will power, he somehow stood up from the dusty ground and began to leave that place. His senses already had become almost week. Yet, he could listen a few faint sounds coming from behind.
"Ha-ha-ha, loser is finally leaving us..." Someone said.
"Murderers' son is always a murderer..." Another one said.
"He didn't even spare his so-called dearest master... He even devoured him also... Ha-ha-ha... Such a pathetic loser..." Another one said.
"Why didn't you just rot away lying here?" Some other one said.
"They should have been kicked out a long time ago..." Another one said.
Each word, each sentences were inflicting a deep, lasing wound in his heart. Due to his weak senses, he couldn't recognize any of them separately.
However, his suffering did not end there. What was about to happen next, would be the major turning point of his hatred for the headquarters and as well as his family the most.
The moment he was about to leave that place, suddenly two muscular six feet tall white dressed men appeared before him. Without talking anything, they just brutally lifted him over their arms and carried him at the roof of the main hall.
A white haired man wearing a white robe, was sitting leisurely there. In front of that elder, they slammed him onto the ground with a heavy thud. He felt his almost recovered wound seemed to expose and infect again with that thud. He cried out in agony.
"Don't worry Azrael. I won't take up too much of your time..." That elder cunningly smiled.
"What... do... you... want...?" He replied in a voice full of anguish.
"I know you have been hurt. But this is normal. With great opportunities comes with a great price. And this time, your parents is the price for our opportunities. Ha-ha-ha... And yeah, let me clarify you one thing. Your father has fled away and the birthday boy, Mark don't know anything about this. Mark is adopted anyways. So, from now on, if you want your dearest adopted brother Mark be alive in this family, you have to give up your young master position, all the resources what our family owns, and most importantly, you have to cut all ties with us. If you do agree on these conditions, we will admit you in the hospital. Otherwise, you can happily die here..." Cunningness flashed upon that elder's face.
He could only nodded his head in agreement. But, with that, his body slowly became numb.
"Oh, I think now it's the time to take a token of gratitude from you of what we did for you for the long past years. As you can't give anything to us now due to your such pathetic situation, we'll take it from you..." That elder paused after saying it.
The moment that elder paused, one of those two muscular bodyguard took out an injection. After that, the elder gradually injected that injection into a vein in his chest. Instantly, through the vein, the blood in his body was gradually sucked into that injection. Already his body was weak, now after the blood-sucking period, his only senses could remained faintly awake. Rest of all organ already had stopped working by then.
"I know you can hear me. Let me be very clear to you about one thing. Headquarters planned everything. We just implemented it. So, in future don't dare to cause any trouble in our family. You are weak. You can't even move any leaf here. So, don't dare to think about it anymore..." Before he lost his consciousness, he could faintly hear that elder's threatened murmurings.
It took him a total of two whole months to recover in the hospital.
After recovering, he had remembered everything what happened with him and his parents two months ago. At that moment, he could clearly recognize those two musculus men were from the headquarters. So, there was no reason to disbelieve that elder. At that very moment, a deep and long-lasting hatred born deep into his heart, causing birth of a cold, ruthless, and distant nature in his behavior.
He silently had left the hospital and re-owned the Art & Craft Institution, as only this resource his family did not own. After that, with his sharp, creative mind, he fully devoted all his life to that resource till one year later the sudden appearance of the strange ruins at the north...'
After all his past memories again resurfaced back before his eyes, his body began to tremble in that cave. As a result, his astral projection was about to almost dissipate, suddenly a melodious sound drifted to his ears.
"Welcome back, my lord..."
At first, he was stunned. But with that sound, he felt a warm and peacefulness kept spreading throughout his body and mind. His all past trauma seemed to have dissipated from his mind. He began to feel a strange pleasure in his mind.
While searching the source of such beautiful voice, he found that the voice came from that clam. With an extreme fascination and curiosity, he stepped forward near that clam...