Undying Warlord

“Your father did all of this to you?” Kathrine exclaimed in shock and she jumped up from the ground where they had sat down to talk calmly with one another.

Her abilities turned unstable due to the anger that spread through her body, but Yvonne tugged at her sleeve and pulled her sister downward.

“We expected that someone in your family might have done that to you…what are you planning to do now that you are powerful enough to take revenge? Do you want to take revenge?” Yvonne asked, smiling gently at Dilan.

Her face was void of any pity despite witnessing his injuries and if Dilan had to be honest, he didn’t like that. Most of the time, he didn’t like sharing stuff about his past because people tended to look at him with pity.

That was frustrating because their pity was not helpful at all. Things had happened in the past, vile and bad things that would make any grown-up man shudder. But now it was time to accept them and go ahead, keep living and do what had to be done.

“I don’t know if I will be stronger than my father. Before I think of taking revenge, I should search for my sisters. I have two half-sisters from a different mother, my father’s first wife. They’re one and three years older than me and they saved my life whenever they could.

There were tens of times when I was nearly beaten to within an inch of my life by my father but I never dared to run away because I knew what would happen to my sisters if I fled. I would never bring myself to be so selfish to escape hell and let them rot in it.

My mother ran away from home, and I don’t know if she is still alive, and as for the third wife of my father…she is a monster just like my father. She forced my sisters to watch me getting beaten up, whipped and burned with scalding water,” Dilan spoke in an unnervingly calm voice and it almost felt like the words he spoke didn’t belong to his story but to the nightmare of someone else’s life.

However, seeing the suppressed anger in his eyes, nobody dared to say anything. They had asked Dilan to open up a bit about his past, and that was exactly what they were receiving just now.

Kathrine’s eyes watered, Victoria’s eyes were filled with anger and frustration, and even Yvonne couldn’t help but bite her lips nervously as Dilan continued to speak.

“When I turned seventeen, I found out what happened to my father’s first wife, my sisters’ mother…She was killed by my father and he recorded everything. There were numerous DVD’s filmed by my father and his subordinates doing all kinds of cruel things, whether it were murder, ****, arson, extortion, torture… the list just goes on. My father even recorded when I was beaten or whipped…

I know that I would have died if I had stayed longer at our mansion but I didn’t dare to leave my sisters. Yet, when they found out that I saw something I shouldn’t have seen, they told me to run away, that they would be fine because they were married off by my father just a few months later.

I felt uncomfortable but I was selfish enough to run, to protect my life and to flee from my father’s grasp. I went as far as I could and tried hard to forget about the fact that I abandoned my sisters to stay alive, which is why I started to do various types of things that were mostly related to life-threatening situations.

Maybe that’s why I ended up here, who knows?” Dilan’s voice cracked a bit. It was filled with raw emotion and the hurt, anguish, and helplessness he felt while reliving those memories was evident on his face. Upon listening to his harrowing past was no less than a hellish nightmare the girls were left speechless. Tears were streaming down Kathrine’s cheeks. She jumped forward and gave Dilan a tight hug while starting to bawl.

“You had such a hard life…poor thing…” Kathrine spoke incomprehensibly while crying loudly. Dilan only let out a deep sigh and he patted Kathrine’s back with one hand while making sure that she was not zapped by the tiny thunderbolts.

Meanwhile, Victoria was fuming in anger. Bloody red miasma was released from her body and it looked like she was ready to tear apart anyone who would dare to obstruct her path.

“Where the hell is this mansion?! Let’s burn it to a crisp before we cut your father into tiny pieces and feed him to the dogs!!” She yelled in rage, just for Dilan to fire one of the small thunderbolts straight at her.

Victoria was zapped lightly and she averted her gaze to him before lunging forward to pull back Kathrine.

“Don’t take advantage of this moment, girl!” Victoria exclaimed in anger. She halted in her tracks when she saw that Kathrine was bawling like a small child. Her bloody miasma dispersed and Victoria stared blankly at Kathrine.

“The place I had once called home is pretty far away. I’m not sure how long I would need to run over but there is also a pretty big ocean in between. I left the continent to make sure that father would never find me on his territory,” Dilan explained calmly and his words caused Yvonne’s ears to perk upward.

However, it was not Yvonne who said something first, but the young woman, who had been silent for the whole time.

“Wait…don’t tell me your father is a high authority in the Alliance?” She asked in shock, attracting the attention of everyone around her.

Dilan was not sure why she was so shocked but he nodded his head.

“I’m not sure if it’s fine to merely call him a high authority…unfortunately…” Dilan scratched the back of his head and he began to smile uncomfortably.

“Wait…you said that you’re not sure if you’re stronger than him by now…that means you expect him to be extremely fast in ascending the ranks… if he has enough subordinates under himself, this shouldn’t be difficult…. Is your father…Arnes Cier?” Yvonne asked all of a sudden after she joined the dots by piecing bits of information together.

There were a few things that didn’t really make any sense but Yvonne hit the nail on the head. Dilan was just about to nod when someone else suddenly interfered.

“But…he is only said to have three daughters…one from his first marriage, and one whom he adopted from his second marriage…” The middle-aged woman recalled and Dilan nodded his head, smiling bitterly.

“He never officially announced my existence because he wouldn’t want a failure to be known as his son…and the same could be said about his second wife…my mother,” He explained before he clarified it for everyone once again, “So…yes, I’m Arnes Cier’s son, whether I like it or not.”

“Arnes Cier…who was that again?” Kathrine asked without ever stopping to sob.

She was clueless about politics, whether it was on their beautiful continent or anywhere around Milarn.

However, even Yvonne couldn’t help but smile weirdly at her sister.

“Sis…I always wonder how I can know about something more than you when I have been the one, who was forced to stay in bed due to my illness. Sometimes, I’m really curious what you’ve been doing all this time…” Yvonne said sarcastically and one could easily tell that she was complaining to Kathrine.

Kathrine was not sure what to reply, so she remained quiet while flicking her head to Dilan as if she hoped to receive some help from him.

“Well, Arnes Cier is the president of the Alliance on Arikan,” Dilan added in the same dry tone and Kathrine nodded her head thankfully before she froze in place.

“Wait a moment…your asshole of a father…is the president of the whole fucking continent?!?”