CHAPTER 28 - A FAN… OR THE ENEMY.

2026. PRESENT. SEOUL.

HELL MORGATHOR PRISON.

☠️SORA ☠️

I walk towards A-jun, who is sitting comfortably in the cell after killing thirty people for a reason we don’t know about, and I intend to find out. He’s done wiping the blood off his hands, but he still has the rag he used on one hand.

“You did it… didn’t you?” I blurt out, breaking the pressing silence between us. “You killed them all.”

“Why?” I ask, desperately wanting a reason. I need to know why everything suddenly changed. Why does the villain suddenly begin to play hero? What is his aim? Because if it’s to get me to think he changed his mind about killing me just before the evil beast strikes, he failed because I will never let my guard down.

A-Jun remains mute; he simply stares down at the rag in his hand.

“Why did you kill them?” I press, knocking off the rag he is holding. He takes a deep breath, but still says nothing.

“Why did you do it?” I’m yelling now.

“Sora…” he murmurs. I freeze before pulling myself together, the desperate need for a reason or even an explanation suppressing every fear I should be feeling.

“If you want to kill me, just do it already, instead of making me think that maybe you are better than the monster I met years ago when I was five. Maybe you had a change of heart and don’t want me dead as much as you used to. Maybe you see me more as a human now than the thief who came to take the crown you have always so desperately wanted. You’re confusing me, and if there’s something I hate more than anything else, it’s false hope and disappointment. If you want to kill me… screw this game and get it over with. I made peace with you killing me a long time ago… cousin.”

A-Jun gets up. Instinctively, I move back as his large body completely covers mine.

Precisely my point… he could easily crush me if he wants to, so why the hell is he playing a different role?

He takes one step close while I stay there, frozen to the spot. I can feel his warm breath on my face as he leans closer, feeling my heart pounding so hard that I begin to focus more on it than the stabbing pain in my rib.

“If you keep talking, I might just have to kill you. How about we go back to the time you used to fear me too much to speak?” A-Jun says.

I swallow hard. I figure it’s time to move, so I gather the remaining audacity in me to leave. I walk out of the cell holding my breath, only releasing it when I reach the hallway.

I look behind me and see that he isn’t coming after me; only then do I relax a little. It’s a little bit dark now, but it should be safe to shower. If I keep the light off like always, no one would know I’m in there. Although I might keep bumping into things like a blind bat, and with the throbbing pain in my ribs, it might be a worrying idea, but it’s okay. I just need to be able to last at least thirty minutes without A-Jun beside me to scare evil prisoners away.

I reach the end of the hallway and take a left turn to the bathroom that is completely black, a good sign that no one is in it.

I hit my leg multiple times at the entrance, trying to maneuver my way in, and with every hit, it’s like I take it with my ribs when I actually hit with my leg. The pain simply travels up my leg to my ribs, where it hurts more.

After so much struggle, I passed the entrance then begin to find my way to the particular shower I always use.

I should be used to it by now, but obviously… no one gets used to being blind.

With my two arms out, I’m able to locate the shower head with so much struggle and unbearable pain in my ribs.

When I reach my aimed spot, I begin to slowly take off my clothes, making sure to set them just where I’ll find them when I’m done without having to look for them, then I begin to look for the shower switch so I can turn it on.

I constantly wave my hand in the air in an attempt to find the switch, constantly grabbing air until one eternity later when I finally hit the switch with the back of my hand.

I grab onto it and switch the shower on, mouthing, “Oh, thank God,” quietly. I’m tired of standing now, if I don’t sit… I might just collapse.

As soon as the cold water touches my scalp, I forget all my pending problems for a while. Right now, I’ll just worry about keeping my feet up in this shower.

Suddenly, the light turns on, and I freeze.

No one should be here at this time, at least, my calculation says everyone should be in their cell preparing for light out, which is specifically why I chose this time, so it would be safe for me without A-Jun.

I turn off the shower so whoever switched on the light won’t hear me, constantly turning my head around in fear to see who it is.

For minutes, I don’t see anyone or hear anything. Everywhere just went silent, including me. I can’t risk being caught in this situation.

“A malfunction?” I say to myself.

I wait till I’m sure it's all me in the building before turning on the shower and putting it on low so I can hear every sound. I also stick my head out, my eyes dancing around in a desperate need to be safe as I wash my body as quickly as I can.

I finish fast and throw on my clothes.

I step out just in time to see the back to someone leaving. A familiar back.

“A-Jun?” I say to myself before shaking my head. That’s impossible. He wouldn’t be here… helping me.

I rush to my cell, and I was right, A-Jun is lying on his bed, seeming to be asleep.

“Perhaps… a fan?” I ask myself, chuckling softly.

Not everyone in the prison hates me after all.