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"L-lord Evankhell. Pl-please, remember...that I will... always love you!" Hansung said as he closed his eyes.
Drops of rain were falling from the fake sky on them, but it wasn't enough to stop Evankhell's fire.
Evenkhell removed her hand...her hand full of blood...from her lover's chest and hugged tightly the dead body. She screamed until her lungs hurt. She cursed the Tower, the king, and the God himself for taking away the only person she truly cared for. She cried until she remained without tears, all while keeping Hansung's body close to her chest.
She...with her own hands did it. She killed him. And yet...the boy loved her. He loved a monster like her.
"Why...are you so cruel Hansung? Couldn't you take your feelings with you in the grave? It would have...hurt me less."
Evankhell woke up. She wiped away the sweat drops from her forehead. She took a deep breath and massaged her head.
"Another nightmare?"
Evankhell looked at the blond man who just woke up because of her. She smiled softly at his sleepy face. It was an emotion that she could show when they were alone...just the two of them and no one else.
"Yeah..."
Evenkhell doesn't remember when and how the nightmares began...but they become worse and worse every night and she didn't find any solution.
"What... happened this time in it?"
She tried to get used to them, but they are more powerful than she could imagine. They feel so real and the most strange part about them is...
"The same thing as in the others!"
...in all of them, she kills Hansung.
"Ugh...let's go back to sleep! Oh, and sorry for waking you up!"
"Lord Evankhell saying she is sorry...I should have filmed this!"
"Go back to sleep or I will burn you!" Evankhell said, but she was smiling at her husband's remark. They looked into each other's eyes and started to laugh.
They hugged and closed their eyes so they could go back to sleep.
"It won't happen!" Hansung said and Evankhell opened her eyes to look at him.
"You won't kill me, lord Evankhell! I will never leave you! These are just nightmares...they are not real!"
Evankhell didn't respond, but she always believed him. Hansung is smart...so she can believe his words. And Hansung already knows her answer. He never waited for an answer...but he always had to make sure her wife knows he is with her...that he is alive.
He has to make sure that Evankhell knows...that she didn't kill him.
When Evankhell had arrived at the top of the Tower she didn't have a wish. All her reasons for climbing the Tower were buried somewhere with all the dead bodies she has accumulated over the years. All she wanted was to see the face of the king that created the hell everyone has to survive to be able to stay where Evankhell stayed that day.
And when she saw the man...the king Zahard in all his glory she made a promise to herself.
She promised to be a warrior...a knight that will take the head of the king.
She promised to make a hell for the king.
She became a ranker, then a high ranker, and then the Ruler of the second floor. She made sure that Zahard knew about her existence.
It was like a warning...that one day she will cut his head off.
It was like a game and Evankhell loves to play, but hates to lose.
When Evankhell met Hansung Yu...she was going to kill him.
It was centuries ago, in the middle of a skirmish. She doesn't remember why she was there but...she can't say she regrets it.
Because she met her soulmate on that day.
When she was going to kill him...Hansung wasn't afraid. She was curious...why was he so calm? He should already have been begging for his life.
"Why...are you not scared?"
"Death...is not as scary as it looks like."
"Then what...is scarier than dying?"
"Many other things! For every ranker...is a different thing."
"What is your fear?"
"I am afraid...to lose my passion and my goals!"
Evankhell though he is a strange person...but she liked it. She wanted to be as strange as him.
"If may I ask...what is your fear?"
What is her fear? To die? No...she died a long time ago...to lose her goals...no...she is out for Zahard's head, but...even if she won't be able to do it she already made sure someone...someday will take it.
So...what is her fear?
"I don't know! You have to find out by yourself...because from today, you will be my partner...my subordinate."
Evankhell held her hand to Hansung, her red eyes looking directly in his yellow ones. He took her hand.
"Is my honor to work with you, my lord!"
Years passed and the two of them became more closer.
And with every year that had passed... Evankhell realized she is in love with the blond man.
It was a statement made in the middle of a test. She looked at how the man explained the rules.
She stared at his lips and realized she wanted to kiss them. She wanted him...she liked him...she loved him.
But love...is not allowed in the Tower. And yet...she decided to dream of it.
When she confessed her feelings, Hansung was taken aback by her.
"How stupid I look like, Hansung? I am a ranker...a Ruler...a monster...and yet I just said I love you!"
"My lord..."
"You don't have to answer to my stupid confession! I just needed to take this rock from my heart."
It was her turn to be taken aback when the blond man kissed her. She didn't think twice when she felt his soft lips on her own. She kissed him back with more passion. She held him tight in his arms...as she was afraid he will vanish.
When the kiss ended red met yellow and they knew...oh they knew...they couldn't go back.
Because both of them wanted...needed each other in their arms.
"My lord..."
"Don't talk...let me enjoy this moment, please."
He said nothing else.
"Hansung..."
"Don't say it, my lord!"
"I can't restrain myself...I love you!"
"...I love you too, my lord!"
And with just three words...they knew...they knew they fell in the hell.
Besides everything Evankhell is...she is a woman. And every woman can dream of a day where she would wear a beautiful white dress and call her soulmate 'husband' or 'wife'.
And Evankhell dreamt once at this too, but it was too much even for them. Maybe didn't need a wedding, but they wanted the rest.
Evankhell was the one who asked Hansung to marry her. And who was Hasung to say no?
But that was all...they didn't have rings, but they said their vows late in the night to the dark sky.
And just like that, they began to say to each other 'husband' and 'wife'.
It was enough for them...to call and know that they belong to each other.
But their desire grew...and just what they had wasn't enough anymore.
"When we will kill the king and we will leave the Tower let's get married...for real!" Hansung said and Evankhell was shocked by it.
"W-what?"
"I want to see you in a white dress. And I want to say my vows in front of people, nut jus a fake sky."
"Are you talking seriously? You are not joking, right?"
"I will never joke about something like this, my lord. I want to give you my name!"
"Pff...hahaha! You are a stupid man Yu!" Evankhell said in a mocking tone, but she was crying. She was crying because yes...this is something she wants... something she wishes for.
Evankhell doesn't remember anymore, but her nightmares began with dreams... dreams of a happy family with Hansung.
Sometimes she even dreamed of children that looked like her and Hansung and that called them 'mama' and 'papa'. She loved these dreams the most. But love...is forbidden in the Tower. So...as a punishment maybe, her dreams were replaced with nightmares.
Now Evankhell knows the answer to Hansung's question.
'What is your fear?'
Evankhell found out her answer.
"You, Hansung. I am afraid of losing you."
"You said...they are just nightmares. You said...you'll never leave me. You said...I won't kill you."
The man didn't answer...but is not like he could answer anymore.
"You are a liar, Hansung Yu! I hate you...I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU, I FUCKING LOVE YOU!"
Evankhell's years felt on her husband's face. Just like in her dream it was raining, but her fire was stronger and hotter than ever.
"I HATE THIS FUCKING TOWER! I HATE IT!"
The fire was burning everything around Evankhell. She screamed, cursed and cried...cried because the Tower take away all she loved...all she needed...all she wished all her life...and yet...the Tower killed just another person.
"I HATE YOU ALL!"
But the Tower took the person that has meant everything for Evankhell.
"I HATE THE TOWER! I HATE ZAHARD! I HATE THE GOD AND I HATE MYSELF!"
Her screams were heard by everyone. But it was too late for them to change something...
"I HATE YOU!"
...Evankhell already lost everything.