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Let me Slack!

Chapter 6: I'm here, Human! (3)

Summary:

...Cale before meeting Raon. :'(

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Cale was lying on his bed, surrounded with doctors and scientists.

 

 

It didn't take long for medical experts to find out about his narcolepsy. It wasn't what made them lurk around him, thought.

 

 

"How is this possible!"

 

 

One of the doctors said in disbelief. Another scientist was checking on Cale's broken left wrist with amazed eyes.

 

 

"It is almost healed! How can his bones heal this quickly?"

 

 

Cale didn't answer him. He was amazed too. His broken wrist that was estimated to heal in at least a month, was almost completely healed in less than a week.

 

 

He remembered what Vitality of Heart said in the past.

 

 

'...It looks like a new regeneration power will be born.'

 

 

A new regeneration power.

 

 

'Traces of an immortal are being gathered.'

 

 

Traces of an immortal. Traces of the World Tree. Cale remembered how this power didn't let him suffer that much from instant last time.

 

 

'How amazing.'

 

 

It was amazing, just like Vitality of the Heart. It seemed a bit weaker than last time thought.

 

 

'It must be because of the seal. It looks like a portion of this power has somehow escaped from the seal.'

 

 

It was probably because of the so called 'immortal' thing. This was actually quite welcoming, the only problem was these frantic medics.

 

 

They were surrounding him and checking on his almost healed hand one by one. It was getting annoying.

 

 

"This is a miracle! If we just can find out how he is healing this fast...!"

 

 

He didn't finished his sentence, but there wasn't a need for it. Almost everyone in that room was thinking of that. Cale's eyes turned cold.

 

 

'If you want this power that badly, then go stab you own hearts with World Tree's roots, you bastards.'

 

 

Cale was extremely annoyed. He didn't like the way they were looking at him. Their eyes were annoying.

 

 

Greed.

 

 

They all were filled with greed.

 

 

One of the scientists asked him with hesitation.

 

 

"Mr Bob, can we have some of you blood as a sample?"

 

 

Cale stared at him flatly. He recognised him. This scientist was one of the men who always accompanied James Smith to his room. Smith said he was called Wilson. He asked with confusion.

 

 

"Why?"

 

 

The scientist, Wilson, started to explain to him. his eyes were overflowing with greed.

 

 

"It is very important to us. It may be normal in your world, but here, we really need your help to improve humans' health. This can change our world!"

 

 

Cale barely stopped himself from scoffing. He didn't know what made this crazy bastard think his regeneration rate was normal in his world. There were so many things wrong with what he said that Cale didn't even want to bother pointing it out.

 

 

'They will take a sample of my blood even if I don't give them permission.'

 

 

He was sure of it. He could feel all the crazed scientists staring at him like they wanted to inspect him inch by inch.

 

 

'It's not like they would be able to find out about its origin and how it works. They won't be able to find anything no matter how much they research my blood.'

 

 

This was what he was concerned about.

 

 

'They wouldn't do anything to a child, right?'

 

 

Cale looked like a twelve or at must thirteen years old child.

 

 

He glanced at the eyes of scientists that were surrounding him.

 

 

He then hold back his groan.

 

 

'Damn. They may do it.'

 

 

Their eyes were filled with greed mixed with madness. They couldn't care less about his body's age if their madness grow.

 

 

'They may even not consider me a human.'

 

 

They might justify everything with a single, 'alien' word.

 

 

'This is bad.'

 

 

He was in a really awkward position.

 

 

'There isn't much that I can do right now.'

 

 

He didn't have that much of options. That was why.

 

 

'Let's cooperate for now.'

 

 

He could only cooperate with them, for now. He cursed a certain God again before smiling at them.

 

 

"Okay. Please make sure that it won't hurt, mister."

 

 

"Yes. Don't worry, Bob."

 

 

All of them started to smile in satisfaction.

 

 

'Don't worry my ass.'

 

 

Cale smiled gently at them, barely stopping himself from snorting.

 

 

'I can't stay here anymore. I need to somehow leave soon.'

 

 

He needed to leave before they become crazier.

 

 

•••

 

 

"Oh, Bob. I'm here to take today's sample."

 

 

Cale didn't raise from his bed and just smiled at the man.

 

 

"I understand, mister."

 

 

It has been two month since Cale was particularly imprisoned.

 

 

They have been taking blood samples from him since a month ago. Smith never appeared from again despite constantly bothering him for the whole first month.

 

 

Cale waited till the man was done and asked him a question.

 

 

"By the way mister, when can I go out?"

 

 

"Hmm?"

 

 

The man froze. Cale tilted his head and asked innocently.

 

 

"I can't?"

 

 

"Ah, it's not that. It's just that it may be dangerous. I'll tell my superiors about this thought."

 

 

Cale mentally clicked his tongue.

 

 

'Dangerous? Bullshit. Anywhere is safer than here for me.'

 

 

Anywhere was safer for Cale than this place where he didn't know when its residents would go crazy.

 

 

He also was sure that the man didn't care about his safety and was saying it would be dangerous for others if he go out. He was saying he will make sure to tell his superiors that they need pay more attention to him so that he could not ran away.

 

 

'Bastards.'

 

 

Cale was annoyed. His narcolepsy just made everything worse. He couldn't be sure if he will have an episode during his escape, so he couldn't even attempt to it.

 

 

'I'll have to wait a bit longer.'

 

 

He needed to wait a bit longer.

 

 

•••

 

 

Third month.

 

 

"We couldn't find anything in your blood."

 

 

Cale stared at Wilson that was telling him something he already know. He made a sad expression and started bullshiting.

 

 

"That's unfortunate. I thought I would be able to help the humans in this planet."

 

 

Wilson smile to him.

 

 

"We are really grateful for your thoughts. That is why we thought of something else."

 

 

'I knew it.' From the first moment this bastard came to him, Cale knew something was up.

 

 

'Damn. He looks more crazy.'

 

 

The man looked crazier than the last time they met. Cale didn't want to hear what he was going to say. He wanted to break his jaws so that he could not speak more.

 

 

Unfortunately, he couldn't.

 

 

"We would like your farther cooperation in our experiments."

 

 

Cale didn't want to ask him anything.

 

 

"...And what may that be?"

 

 

The smile on Wilson's face become wider.

 

 

"We would like you to let us take samples from your body's tissues."

 

 

'... Fucking bastards.'

 

 

Cale wanted to leave that crazed place immediately.

 

 

•••

 

 

Fourth month.

 

 

Cale stared at the crazed officer in front of him. He too, was one of the men who accompanied Smith in his visits. He was introduced as Davis.

 

 

'Damn it.' Cale bite his lower lip. 'I was so close...!'

 

 

He was so close to get out of this hell, just a bit more and he could get out.

 

 

'I calculated everything... except this bastard.'

 

 

He had made a perfect escape plan that has nearly succeeded, but this bastard, was a variable he didn't consider.

 

 

"You really are an interesting being."

 

 

He talked for the first time and Cale immediately recognised his voice.

 

 

'He is that guy who woke me up by calling me alien.'

 

 

He was the one whose voice was extremely unpleasant. The one who called him an alien when he first woke in this world.

 

 

'He called me being and not human. He is not considering me as a human.'

 

 

He was telling Cale that he never considered him as a human being, that Cale didn't have the same rights as the other humans.

 

 

Cale smiled his angelic smile.

 

 

"Is that so?"

 

 

"Yes, it is."

 

 

Davis smiled ominously.

 

 

"You see, no matter how much you acted like an innocent and harmless child, I knew you really weren't one."

 

 

Cale had a very, very ominous feeling.

 

 

"I was waiting. I was waiting for you to show your true self. Was it Bob? I bet it's not even your real name. Even if you could fool the whole world, you can't fool me, Mr Bob."

 

 

Cale's eyes turned cold. He dropped his act completely.

 

 

"You can't hold me here forever."

 

 

Davis smirked.

 

 

"What can you do? You would have left already if you could, wouldn't you? You can't even escape from here. I'm pretty sure there won't be anyone coming to your help, too."

 

 

Cale glared at him. He was expressionless, his eyes were ice cold.

 

 

"So you're saying you will experiment on me as much as you want?"

 

 

Davis smirked wider.

 

 

"That's right."

 

 

Cale smirked too.

 

 

"I will make you regret it."

 

 

"Do your worse. My friend really wanted to take a look at your internal organs. Shall we start with that?"

 

 

Cale answered him nonchalantly.

 

 

"Do your worse."

 

 

"Then, we'll do it without anesthetic."

 

 

Davis's eyes were filled with madness.

 

 

•••

 

 

Fifth month.

 

 

"Do you think it will work?"

 

 

"Why not? He seems to be completely healthy despite all the surgeries he went through. He didn't even suffer from any forms of infection. Just like how his body regenerates faster, his immunity system may also be stronger than normal humans. He may even survive deadly toxins."

 

 

Cale could hear the mad scientists talking, but he didn't care. He was in so much pain to care about what those bastards were talking about.

 

 

"Hmm, then if your theory is right, his body would be able to offset must of the toxins."

 

 

"Doesn't that mean if we inject him with a toxin that doesn't have an antidote, we can make an antidote based on the antibodies that his immunity system will produce?"

 

 

Cale had just came out of a surgery without any anesthetic, again. It didn't hurt as much of when he broke his plate or Mila fixed it, but it still hurt a lot.

 

 

"That seems possible."

 

 

"It's worth a try."

 

 

Cale was waiting for the apocalypse. He was waiting for the world to end impatiently.

 

 

•••

 

 

Sixth month.

 

 

Cale was in his limits. He was constantly in pain. His body had reached its limits.

 

 

"Is it because of the toxins? His body is regenerating slower than usual."

 

 

"That seems to be the case. His scars aren't disappearing anymore too."

 

 

His body was broken.

 

 

• Did you miss me, my child? I come as soon as possi— what the hell?

 

 

His mind wasn't fine, too. He didn't even know how many days, months or maybe years he was here.

 

 

• What the... Why are you... This...

 

 

His sleep attacks had increased too. He even started to hallucinating a few days or maybe weeks ago. He sometimes saw some of his family members enter the operation room and cut down all the damn bastards inside of it.

 

 

• Just how the hell dare they do this to my child?

 

 

That was why he ignored the voice in his head. He was probably hallucinating about God of Death, who had not talked to him in ages.

 

 

'Aigoo, to think that I'll hallucinate about him talking to me... He is annoying even in my hallucinations.'

 

 

He decided to distract himself by listening to the lunatics in his room instead.

 

 

"Hmm, it's actually a surprise that he is still alive."

 

 

• ...I'm sorry, my child.

 

 

'Wow. Did I want to hear him apologize to me? Is that why he's apologizing in my hallucinations?'

 

 

Cale found this quite funny. It was the first time in a long while he felt this amused.

 

 

"Right? The higher ups decided to do a new experiment."

 

 

"Oh? What is it about?"

 

 

• ...Please wait a bit longer, my child. I will send help.

 

 

'What help? Hmm, do I perhaps expect him to send a wanderer or something?'

 

 

Cale wondered why he was having such a weird hallucination and tried hard to ignore the voice.

 

 

"They ordered us to transfer one of his organs to a child around his age. It would be a good test sample. This test is to find out if we can increase someone's regenerative abilities with this."

 

 

Cale froze in place.

 

 

'...What did I just hear?'

 

 

He thought he heard something absurd. He thought that because he was hallucinating, he heard the bastards wrong.

 

 

'Did he just said they wanted to experiment on children?'

 

 

It didn't matter how much they experimented on him, since he wasn't really a child. But a real child was a completely different matter.

 

 

He hoped he was wrong.

 

 

"Oh! It actually makes sense. We should have tried it sooner."

 

 

"Right? It would be a great achievement if we succeed."

 

 

Cale had not felt this angry since he was in the anger test in Sealed God's temple.

 

 

'Wait a bit longer?' Cale scoffed internally as he remembered what God of Death told him in his hallucination. 'I have waited enough.'

 

 

He had had enough.

 

 

'Time to make a shit show.'

 

 

It was time to turn everything upside down.

 

 

•••

 

 

Two days later, the scientists started their new experiment.

 

 

"Wha-what are you—!"

 

 

No, they tried to start it.

 

 

Splash. Thud.

 

 

Blood splattered everywhere and a lifeless body with a neat, red line on his neck, fell to the ground.

 

 

"Call the security!"

 

 

Someone screamed. Everyone started to run away.

 

 

No, they tried to run away.

 

 

Thud. Thud.

 

 

More bodies fell on the ground.

 

 

Step. Step.

 

 

A child, with hair as red as the splattered blood on his clothes, leisurely walked through the bloody room to the corridor. He had a bloody scalpel in his tiny hand.

 

 

Splash.

 

 

More blood splashed and dyed the white tiles red. The child expressionlessly killed everyone in his way. His cold reddish brown eyes were dull. He didn't seem to care how many people he was killing.

 

 

'They are not human.' The child, Cale, thought as he slashed another person's neck. 'None of the people here are human.'

 

 

He then opened a door near the end of the corridor and entered the room. Behind the door was a big room, connected to another corridor that would take him outside. He was greeted with armed soldiers, as well as some very familiar people.

 

 

"Hah. I knew it. We should have killed this alien from start."

 

 

"Tsk. Don't kill him right now, we still need him for our experiments."

 

 

They were Davis and Wilson. The two who made this place hell for him. There were also some other familiar scientists and officers too. Cale coldly glared at all of them.

 

 

"You won't be able to get out of here. why don't you just accept it?"

 

 

Cale didn't care and leisurely walked towards the other exit, that was right behind those bastards. He could care less about getting more injuries. He just needed to avoid getting fatal injuries.

 

 

Davis started to speak again.

 

 

"Look at how bloodthirsty you are. As expected of a dirty alien."

 

 

Cale ignored him. He knew they wouldn't kill him. He also didn't have any time to waste. He needed to get out of here before his next sleep attack.

 

 

"Why are you in such a hurry, hmm?" Davis smirked. "Are you perhaps sleepy?"

 

 

Cale stopped in the middle of room and answered him nonchalantly.

 

 

"Don't worry, I will kill you before I fall asleep."

 

 

Suddenly Cale felt a pain in the back of his neck. He turned around in reflex and stabbed the scalpel in his hand in someone's neck.

 

 

He ignored the blood that splashed to his face and checked his neck. The dying scientist had injected him something, a toxin maybe.

 

 

He didn't care and casually took out the scalpel from the scientist's neck and watched his body fell down.

 

 

It was then.

 

 

"HUMAN!"

 

 

"Rok Soo! Dodge!"

 

 

He heard some familiar voices, again.

 

 

He turned towards the voices and ignored what they were saying.

 

 

He saw two persons, rushing to him. One of them had brown hair and black eyes. He was familiar, too familiar.

 

 

'It's Jung Soo.'

 

 

It was Choi Jung Soo. Someone who had died a long time ago.

 

 

'I most be hallucinating again.'

 

 

He turned to the other person.

 

 

The other one was a small child with back hair and deep blue eyes. The child kind of resembled him, too.

 

 

'Cute.'

 

 

He thought the child looked cute. He also remembered the child calling him 'Human'.

 

 

'Ah.'

 

 

His eyes widened.

 

 

'Is he...'

 

 

"...Raon?"

 

 

He unconsciously blurred out.

 

 

The child, now with blood splattered –from who knows where– clothes, answered him while tears strained his chubby, cute cheeks.

 

 

"I'm here, Human."

 

 

'It's really Raon. He looks really beautiful and cute. As expected of a dragon.'

 

 

Raon grabbed his hand that was still holding the scalpel and take it out of his hand.

 

 

"I will kill them all for you, human. So, close your eyes and rest for a bit."

 

 

'it's warm.' Raon's hands were warm. This Raon felt real. 'How cruel.'

 

 

It was cruel. It was also reckless, but he could not say no to Raon. He closed his eyes and let his tiered body fall. He felt two small hands catching him, as well as some tear drops felling on his face. He wanted to stop Raon from crying, but he was too tired.

 

 

The last thing he heard before completely falling asleep was the screaming of people.

 

 

•••

 

 

Raon was really angry. He felt like destroying the world the moment he saw his human covered in blood. As if that wasn't enough, some insufficient bastards tried to hurt his human right in front of his eyes.

 

 

He rushed to his human while screamed for him to run, but his human only turned towards him and his human's friend. He stared at Choi Jung Soo in a daze.

 

 

His human wasn't acting normal. Obviously, something was very wrong with his human.

 

 

He saw Choi Jung Soo rushing towards the one trying to shoot his human with a gun while taking out his sword out of nowhere.

 

 

He run to the bastard trying to hit his human with a chair. He couldn't use his magic and didn't have the time to find a weapon.

 

 

But it didn't matter.

 

 

He was a Dragon.

 

 

Stab.

 

 

His body was his weapon.

 

 

He stabbed his right hand in that man's chest and grabbed his heart. He then crushed it, just like how he had done to the fake dragon slayer, who made his human cough out blood.

 

 

He threw the corpse away and went to his human again.

 

 

He saw his human turning to him. He looked at him for a short while before his eyes widened.

 

 

"...Raon?"

 

 

His human called his name. He missed his human calling his name so much. He was really afraid that he couldn't hear his human calling his name again.

 

 

Raon didn't stop his tears from falling.

 

 

"I'm here, Human."

 

 

He then went to his human and took the scalpel out of his hand. He told his human to reat. He told him that he would kill everyone who made him like this.

 

 

He took a pillow and some blankets out of his human's spatial pocket bag –that he still hadn't given it back to him– and carefully laid his human on them.

 

 

'Mom and Goldie gramps put a lot of useful things in this bag.'

 

 

There were a lot of magic devices in that bag, some of which didn't need mana to activate. He then took one of them out and activate it. A transparent barrier appeared an surrounded them. Raon made sure the barrier covered his human before taking out a sword from the bag. He then went to Choi Jung Soo.

 

 

He didn't know how to use a sword properly, but he had saw a lot of strong swordmen around him and knew the basic. He was a smart, great and mighty dragon, after all.

 

 

"Human's friend."

 

 

Choi Jung Soo, who had been only deflecting the bullets with his sword, answered him while taking a quick glance at his direction.

 

 

"Yes, little Raon?"

 

 

Raon said nonchalantly, much like a certain someone.

 

 

"I told my human that I will kill them all."

 

 

Choi Jung Soo deflected another round of bullets and answered him.

 

 

"Sure. Let's kill them all together."

 

 

Choi Jung Soo turned to the soldiers and asked Raon cheerfully.

 

 

"Do you know what I like about that annoying God of Death?"

 

 

Raon tilted his head.

 

 

"There is something you like about that bas-annoying guy?"

 

 

Choi Jung Soo smirked wickedly.

 

 

"Yes. You know, he rules over the death. These bastards will probably have a very hard time in afterlife."

 

 

Raon smiled wickedly, too.

 

 

"Oh. He better torture these bastards properly, if he doesn't wants to die too."

 

 

Choi Jung Soo ignored Raon's choice of words for the time being. They had more important things to do.

 

 

"Let's clean this all before he wakes up."

 

 

Raon nodded at him, and the massacre began.

 

 

Notes:

Please let me join you in killing them.

I tried to minimize the violent scenes so that it would be suitable for general readers.

Ahem. The chapters' names isn't like this because I'm too lazy to think of a new name for each chapter. Definitely.

Honestly, I didn't expect for so many people to read this when I posted it. Thank you all for reading, commenting and giving kudos. I really enjoy reading your comments.

Hope you enjoyed reading this.

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