Rise of the Rejected Deity from Chaos-Chapter 107 - 106: Final Request and Mission?

While Hayne remained numb and rooted from fear, Seiya watched him, hearing his hammering heartbeat grate against his ears.

He wondered if his revelation was one enough to cause a reaction like this, because he couldn’t quite comprehend why Hayne was in such a condition—looking so pale and terrified.

Seiya waited, hoping Hayne would regain himself any moment so they could leave but Hayne made no sign of recovering from whatever turmoil got him like that, so Seiya who didn’t quite like the idea of remaining there doing nothing, spoke up instead.

"Can we get going now?" His voice cut through the tension and silence in the room, jolting Hayne back and drawing his attention.

Staring with wide-eyed shock at him for a moment, Hayne nodded repeatedly. "Y-yeah," he whispered.

Seiya turned and Hayne followed, leaving the house.

"Where are we headed next?" Seiya asked, jolting Hayne who had once again drifted into thoughts.

"Uhm..the park," Hayne replied hesitantly as if rethinking the decision. When Seiya said nothing in response, he added, "to catch some fresh air."

Seiya and Hayne strolled to a park, sitting on a nearby bench. Even though it was a weekday, the park was still quite packed with people.

They both sat in silence, watching the kids play around with their parents and friends. Seiya was engrossed in watching the children when a loud sigh from Hayne drew his attention.

He turned his gaze to Hayne whose head rested back on the bench, a small smile on his lips as he gazed up at the sky.

"I shouldn’t think about it too much," Hayne muttered, getting a questioning tilt of the head from Seiya but Hayne ignored him.

Hayne sighed once again, his mouth slightly agape as he breathed out, muscles relaxing as he basked in the warm breeze that swept through them.

"Yeah, I definitely shouldn’t," he muttered to himself again.

Turning to Seiya, a big smile stretched across his lips as he said. "You should take off your blindfold and let the warm breeze brush against your face."

Before Seiya could even protest or do anything, Hayne reached out his hands. "Let me help you."

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He unwrapped Seiya’s blindfold which at first, irked Seiya but the moment the warm breeze hit his face, whatever irritation was building up inside of him died instantly.

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Seiya squeezed his eyes shut, feeling the warm breeze against his face, a stark contrast to the suffocating feel from the blindfold.

"Relaxing, right?" Hayne asked as they both rested their heads back on the bench.

"Mn," Seiya replied softly, basking in the warm breeze.

"I’ll be leaving in two days," Hayne blurted out of nowhere, smile slowly fading as he maintained his gaze at the sky.

There was silence for some moment before Seiya’s voice came through. "Mn."

A loud sigh escaped Hayne at his brief reply.

"Well, I knew you wouldn’t care about it much but.." he paused, lashes fluttering gently as he blinked to maintain his focus at the sky. "I just wanted to have a moment with you before I leave," Hayne admitted in a soft tone.

"I’m afraid this is where our journey comes to a break," he continued. "Not to an end though because you’ll continue yours and I, mine. Just not together….FOR NOW," he emphasized the last part.

As they conversed—more accurately, as Hayne spoke at length about his impending departure, reminiscing about their time together—a ball rolled between their legs, pulling their attention. They both looked down, first at the ball, then in the direction from which it had come.

A little boy, no older than five, dressed in a simple shirt and shorts, came running toward them. He stopped just in front of them, crouching down to retrieve his ball.

Seiya and Hayne watched the boy in silence. But as the child rose with the ball, his gaze landed on Seiya, and without hesitation, he pointed an accusing finger and blurted, "Monster."

While Seiya remained unbothered and merely stared at the boy, Hayne’s face contorted uglily in anger, distorting his features beyond recognition.

"What did you say?" Hayne asked in a thick harsh tone, glaring daggers at the boy.

The little boy flinched, fear gripping his nerves as he stood frozen under Hayne’s oppressing glare.

Leaning in close to the boy’s face, Hayne’s eyes widened more creepily to further frighten the boy. "Who did you call a monster? How do you know a monster?" Hayne asked, very close to the boy’s face who shuddered from Hayne’s imposing face, letting the ball drop to the ground.

"Your father is a monster. Your mother is a monster. Even you, are a monster," Hayne rapped sternly.

The boy’s face contorted, a sharp wail erupting as his mouth opened wide in a cry that drew the attention of those nearby. It didn’t take long for a woman to start rushing over—his mother.

Seeing her approach, Hayne stepped back slightly, retrieving the ball where it had come to rest.

The woman reached them, squatting down to her son’s level and gently asking what had happened.

"What’s wrong? Why are you crying? Did you hurt yourself?" she asked, scanning him for injuries while trying to comfort him.

"I know, right?" Hayne chipped in, drawing the woman’s attention who turned her gaze to him, wondering what had happened between him and his son.

"I mean," Hayne continued, a bright warm smile plastered to his face, entirely different from the expression he had worn a while ago. "Kids are quite complicated haha. Crying just ’cause your ball got stuck," he smiled, rolling the ball on his hand.

Despite his mother’s presence, the boy’s crying persisted, so she gently lifted him, cradling him against her shoulder.

The woman’s gaze drifted to Seiya who sat quiet like a statue, watching them. Her eyes lingered on him for several moments as if studying his features. As she did, her face slowly twisted into a faint grimace, which Hayne couldn’t help but notice.

"But here, I got the ball," Hayne cut in, waving the ball in the woman’s face, tearing her eyes from Seiya.

"Let me give it to him, maybe he’ll stop crying," Hayne suggested, stepping behind the woman to meet the boy’s crying face.

"Here, take your ball," Hayne said softly, his tone sweet, causing even the boy’s mother to smile. But far from that, while Hayne spoke in a sweet tone, his expression was twisted darkly, glaring daggers at the crying boy.

"When you meet strangers, it’s important to be polite so they’ll treat you kindly in return. Otherwise, they might harm you, understand?" He continued sweetly, eyes seething with menace at the boy, conveying an entirely different message.

The boy’s cries grew louder, prompting the mother to turn quickly, gently shaking him in an attempt to calm him.

Reaching out her hand, she took the ball, thanking Hayne for his kindness and sweet advice before leaving with her child.

"Stupid," Hayne muttered after them.

Turning his attention back to Seiya, he watched him in silence while Seiya blinked back in response to his stare.

"Shall we leave?" He asked. Seiya rested back on the bench, squeezing shut his eyes and gazing back up at the sky.

"No, wait a little longer," he replied.

"The warm breeze here is relaxing, isn’t it?" Hayne asked as he made his way to sit beside Seiya.

"Mn." Seiya replied.

The two basked in the warm breeze a while more, reluctant to leave, especially Seiya. As they sat side by side in silence, Seiya noticed Hayne kept stealing glances at him. His lips would part occasionally to speak but nothing would come out, as if reluctant but Seiya didn’t bother to pry.

Glancing to him moments later, Hayne spoke. "How about now?" He was asking if it was now okay to leave.

"Not yet," Seiya replied.

"Don’t your eyes hurt?"

"A bit but it’s okay."

A while later…..

"How about now?" Hayne asked yet again.

"Not yet." Came the same reply from Seiya.

"Do your eyes hurt?"

"A little but it’s okay."

Doubting, Hayne rose from the bench, moving to Seiya’s front. He leaned in, gently using his hands to part his eyelids to check his eyes. The moment Hayne parted them and saw the faint blood starting to form in Seiya’s eyes, panic shot through him.

"It’s not okay! Let’s go!" He shouted in panic, hurriedly wrapping back Seiya’s blindfold before dragging him away.

Getting home, Hayne immediately rushed in with Seiya, pushing aside Kaeliyus who came to greet them. Hayne pushed Seiya down on the couch, hastily dimming all the lights before rushing back to him.

"Does it sting?" He asked, clearly concerned.

"It’s okay," Seiya replied.

"What have you done to my Lord?!" Kaeliyus who had remained silent, watching Hayne scramble here and there in haste, finally asked, seeing the situation.

Neither Hayne nor Seiya replied to Kaeliyus, he was totally ignored. Beside him stood Naki who looked puzzled by the situation but asked nothing.

Making his way over to Seiya, Kaeliyus squatted in front of hm. "My Lord, are you alright? Is there anything you want? Are you currently in pain?" He bombarded but before the moment could stretch, Hayne pulled him back by his collar.

"Leave him rest!"

As much as Kaeliyus would’ve liked to protest, seeing Seiya rest quietly on the couch, he relented.

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The day stretched into evening and they had all finished taking their baths, preparing for dinner when Hayne entered the living room, standing firm in front of Seiya who sat casually beside Kaeliyus.

Kaeliyus narrowed his brows at Hayne, wondering what the mortal had to say.

"I don’t think I can let it go after all," Hayne muttered, head slowly bowed. He hesitated for a moment before continuing, gaze snapping up at Seiya with resolve. "Sei please, I need your help," he blurted, bowing his head.

"I just want you to do one more thing for me before I leave. Just one mission, please," he pleaded, head remaining bowed.

"How preposterous!" Kaeliyus remarked. But before Kaeliyus could continue, Seiya cut in. "Go on," he told Hayne.

"I want to hear about the mission," Seiya added.

Keeping his head bowed, Hayne spoke. "16 demons," he began. "I want you to eliminate 16 high ranking demons."