Die...So That Others Can Live
Within the Flick Clan's grand hall, at 10 AM and with Yun Beishang being accompanied by his two wives and Raoundozia and Ozea being right to their left. At their front, there were a ton of Flick Clan's elders and young ones who were present and being very considerate of the 'lords and ladies' in front of them whom they had once offended deeply and irreconcilably but were now adamantly meek towards.
They were all seated without a table in-between them, merely, 5 meters of distance were placed amongst each other’s seats with Yun Beishang looking at the Clan Head and oldest elders of the Flick Clan and with some new faces besides the latter looking nervously at them. Especially at Fosk Yao, Cyn and the siblings.
The Quintessential trio had already gone on their own way to deal with their matters, while Yun Beishang had made the Flick Clan’s accorded people to be at the place of their meeting as soon as demanded, to which the Flick Clan obviously compiled. Now, as they faced each other, Cyn Flick cared not for the Flicks while Fosk Yao looked at them with a rare coldness in her facial expressions and eyes.
“Well, I’ll start. Those who were involved, even in the slightest with the exile of the young sibling on my left and the extermination of their family, stand up and let everyone here see you.” Yun Beishang suddenly spoke, but instead of being sarcastic or nonchalant, he directly ordered and basically condemned many who were practically nervously sweating as if taking a poop hole-destroying shit right now.
“...Ah…no?” Without even bothering to form a sentence, Yun Beishang looked at the right wing of the seated Flick Clan members in a line, the Clan Head said nothing and the ones beside him didn’t as well. While their left wing, on the other hand, were looking at their right wing with silent meaningful stares.
“Tsk.” The young Clan Head, Flick Ternua, finally made a move as he looked to his right with his right hand slamming on his right knee and ‘tsking’ with his mouth. He hollered at them without an ounce of gracefulness and berated them. “What are you doing!! Your Chief has spoken, so what are you not starting?! Stand up those who will stand up, quiet and behave for those who know they almost committed the gravest mistakes in their lives!!”
Screech! Screech…screech, screech, screech, screech, screech, screech screech~!
There was a sudden person who dragged their chairs backwards, making them gnash against the spotless beautiful rose-brown floor, and after another one of such person making a sound followed suit…a bout of chairs being done just the same repeated for about 15 seconds before the sounds finally ended with a lonely and guilty few sounding individually one after another at the last 4 seconds.
From the hundreds of Flick Clan members in the grand hall, about 220 people stood up all at once, most of them were part of big families and not just anyone, but leading figures and powerful people of today’s Flick Clan. When they stood up, though they had their head high up, they immediately lowered it with their napes as if ready to be cleaved downwards at any given moment.
That was with Yun Beishang not even gazing at them and always restraining his senses and Godliness, let alone if he was to even flick a glance with his eyes on them for half an instant, they would probably pee themselves like the other Flicks who have died months ago did right before finally and very so painfully dying indeed.
And just about 20 seconds after the first chair made screeching noises, Yun Beishang reacted at last by moving his head to the right with an ‘at last’ gesture of annoyance, before loudly speaking as he had his arms over his wives’ shoulders. “All of you, walk like decent human beings and then kneel before both Raoundozia and Ozea, I want to hear what you will all begin redeeming yourselves with. And I better not hear any superficial words, don’t try me.”
Though his tone was but casual, Yun Beishang’s every second speaking was more funereal than any moment of their lives that they’ve been the ones to make others kneel for themselves or their allies, of times that they could do whatever they wanted with outsiders and with even their own people as long as they united against them.
Of course, such things were rather normal and people were used to it from when nobility was the thing as well as political insurgence. But that was thousands of years ago, for the current prosperous human civilization to still be in the use of such drastically regressing actions and methods; it was obvious what was the kind of corruption these people had turned to.
Step step step step step steps…!
With a flurry but made in order, the hundred lot of people made a line and a few columns before Raoundozia and Ozea, who in turn had disgusted, cold faces but also expressions caught in-between utmost hatred and wanting nothing to do with these people. Once the first line of Flick Clan members arrived and kneeled right in front of the siblings’ knees, they began offering.
Thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud…
“My dearest nephew, please forgive me, I don’t care what your demands are in the future, I will do anything you tell me to do!” An old man followed by his family said as he was right in the middle between Raoundozia and Ozea, the former asked with an even more disgusted expression and lifted right eyebrow, “Oh, you would even let me have your wife and daughters if I asked?”
“...” The old uncle looked up as his fists were still held together above his head and with his very own head bowing to the ground as he kneeled. Lifting his head, he saw the look in Raoundozia’s eyes, and at once, he responded with his shaky head nodding. “YES! Of course I would, here, take them now! See? We can promise you all, anything-ANYTHING!”
Fwoosh, steps steps steps thud thud thud fwoosh!
“Aah! “ - “Kyah!” - “...” Being pushed from his back to the front and even landing at Raoundozia’s feet and on his thighs, a little girl, young woman and an slightly old woman were now literally as if crawling on his body while kneeling, the young ones not expecting it and the slightly old woman keeping silence before closing her eyes to accept all of this.
The old uncle, on the other hand, had his head turned to the left to look at Yun Beishang, waiting to see if the cold murderer would move his hand. Seeing he did not, he didn’t notice the cleverly afraid eyes of the 7-8 years old little girl fully wide open and the young woman’s face filled with dread and tearing up of his family as they looked at Raoundozia.
But before the old uncle could turn his head back to gratifyingly glance at Raoundozia, his neck was quickly knifed by Raoundozia’s right index and thumb fingers at the same time and right at his adam’s apple. What came after was a tearful face of Raoundozia, the always gentle man and chivalrous, honorable man of nobility.
“You think…yo really think I didn’t saw for the last times of my time in the Flick Clan back then,” Raoundozia spoke, and while the old uncle was suffocating on his own broken neck, Raoundozia lifted him with his mere right hand while also standing up. “What you did to those who tried to protect me and buy me time, just that, TIME?!! No matter who they were, male or female! Do you think we couldn’t see, OR REMEMBER?!?!”
“...Little Brother…” Ozea, who was dispatching a clansman of the Flicks, saw to her right her older brother changing so suddenly and becoming so obviously murderous, surprising and shocking her at first before turning in the same way as he did by tearing up once she move her eyes to look at the dying person holding his own neck and suffocating.
“No…n…pl…nghku!” Not being able to move his tongue at all, the old uncle slowly had his face color itself purplish and his eyes rolling about nonstop, there was snout coming from his nostrils that fell on Raoundozia’s sleeves, that the could care at all about and simply gazed deeply into the eyes of this precious uncle of his that only had about tens of seconds at most.
“...hmmm~, didn’t take out the trash before receiving guests?” Yun Beishang, who was at the far right of them, with only Raoundozia’s loudest yelling being barely heard from dozens of meters away; asked Flick Ternua with his head leaning over his right and his nostrils flaring up at Cyn’s scent.
“E-eh, uh…well, you see…their party was the ones who aided the most in extinguishing those who tried to turn against you from the first to the last moments of dismantling into a Clan under you. I didn’t want to get rid of them after their effort, b-” Yun Beishang interrupted the Clan Head who was having trouble speaking, thinking that he was about to face punishment from his boss.
“Alas, you didn’t imagine I would have come here with the mistakes you made in the past? But you weren’t clever enough to realize the amount of intelligence that I can gather in just a few dozen minutes any time I wanted to even know how many times you went to take a shit or a piss?” Yun Beishang looked Flick Ternua’s eyes without expression, his eyes turning somewhat disdainful however.
“Seriously,” shaking his head, Yun Beishang continued without bothering one bit of the Clan Head losing face and even with the Flick Clan’s left wing hearing each of his words as if spoken loudly and with clarity. “After so much happened to your own people, you what- though you would be free from now on to do as you pleased? Or that I didn’t care about your doings anymore as long as you did well? Do you want me to do how I was planning to in the beginning, really now?”
Thud!
For his own Clan, he would even sell himself short and become someone else’s puppet, subordinate and handyman; as long as it was like so to the correct person. Flick Ternua directly kneeled, their Clan Head kneeled on the spot without a single word being spoken furthermore from Yun Beishang’s mouth, and even directly bowed to almost a kowtow before loudly declaring.
“Chief Yun Beishang, this is all my choice, please do not let me be the sinner instead of my whole Clan. We, the Flicks, are but forever going to be your subordinates no matter what!!” His quick actions left the whole lot of the Flick Clan’s left wing to murmur and feel ashamed without a match, but Yun Beishang and his wives looked on without really…caring at all about this show of subservience and begging for forgiveness.
“Mmm, not bad.” Yun Beishang spoke, letting the Clan Head and company feel rest assured, but Yun Beishang’s next words made them grimace yet become more relieved at the same time before he could even finish the gesture of his left hand flicking to his left. “But, things wouldn’t have been this messy if you complied well with each order I gave you.”
“Raoundozia, Ozea,” then, looking to his left at the siblings who were now standing up who now had in front of them the 219 Flick Clan members trembling with their foreheads fully pressed against the ground. Hearing him, as if being gained clarity, both siblings looked back at him to which Yun Beishang finished his words. “That is enough, go and rest. I’ll deal well enough with the rest.”
“...” - “...” Though they didn’t know what he would exactly do nor how, understanding Yun Beishang, they knew that he wouldn’t harm those who didn’t do as much harm or similar to the old uncle and harm the ‘innocent’ amongst the sinners. So, in response to his words, the siblings nodded and Raoundozia took the first steps towards the exit with his left arm going over Ozea’s shoulders and his right hand holding her right arm.
“Let’s go, I’ll call Baston in a while,” whispered Raoundozia who was guiding his somewhat cold and definitely trembling sister outside the main building and then towards the gates of the Flick Clan’s territory. Ozea nodded cutely to her big bro’s words, then leaned her head on his shoulder before closing her eyes.
“Little Brother, but, are you sure you are fine? You just kil-” but that didn’t last long as Ozea then spoke softly and lifted her gaze with her nose tickling the left side of his neck and her breath granting him some warmth from the severe cold he felt. Raoundozia looked down after raising his jaw at Ozea, before calmly saying with his slightly now naturally dilated pupils turning spirited.
“It’s fine…I know what I did, Lil Brat. I also have my own support, you know?” A little grin appeared on the left corner of his mouth, allowing for the both of them to become relaxed. Slightly calmed down, they lightly laughed a couple of times, not sure if it was due to the pain relieving sensations of just then to now, or because of their relationship as siblings once again restored.
“That’s right, you got a lot more support than I do, huh?” Moving her jaw left and right slightly, appearing to make a dance with her head, Ozea tenderly and cutely responded to her ‘Little Brother’ as her meaning was obvious. But Raoundozia wasn’t old just in age, as he counterattacked at once with a bad smile. “What are you talking about? You are of the same blood and flesh as I am, who said you cannot have more than 1 too? I’m sure you wouldn’t mind Yun Beishang accompanying you together with Baston, eh. You can do the same too.”
“Nah, Baston would never share me, and I would never want to be shared. I am his wife, and Mort is his wife too, hehe…he’s our beloved man.” Raoundozia kept silent at her blind lovely words that even made her eyelashes flutter with joy in them. Taking notice of this, Ozea looked up and kissed his brother’s left cheek in the middle before lovingly speaking to his left ear.
“And that’s exactly how Phetsia and Yin Xiong think, and love- you my Big Brother.” Ozea stood up straight and held her now admittedly big brother’s head with both her hands, her eyes flashed fascination as she lovingly looked at her brother with the brother showing some equal love for the sister. Raoundozia lifted his right hand and softly pinched in a caress- Ozea’s left chin and cheek, saying dotingly. “You’re precious, Little Brat.”
Step. Step.
“...Cof cof,” after waiting for a few seconds more to let the siblings get their lovely reunited time together with Ozea beginning to tear a couple of times a pair of crystal clear but also huge tears from her beautiful and flawlessly soft face, Baston finally spoke with a huge grin his lips. To his left, 2 beauties were looking at Raoundozia with their eyes reddening slightly, while Mort who was hugging Baston’s right arm was already stupidly tearing up.
“Bohoo, Ozea, you never told us you had such a brother, boohoo. How beautifwul~~!...”
“... … …” Without expecting much of a response, one everyone began laughing outrageously at Mort’s words and emotional state, she became befuddled and stopped rubbing her eyes off, looking up at her husband only to see him restraining a bout of stronger laughter and grinning widely while looking down at her face, making the sweet and small Mort bury her face on his arm and armpit to hide; it was all safely smelling anyways.
…On the other hand, however, Yun Beishang and his wives were now the main attention of the grand hall and the only one as well for that matter. The Flicks on the right wing were already dispatched to either the ‘slaughterhouse’ for their kind or to their house arrest- homes where they’ll be only capable of coming out when there are grand events and for a limit of 6 hours until a few decades’ worth of jail time…unless forgiven by the sibling. Which, in the future, would cost a lot for them to be forgiven successfully and to their honesty at that.
“Okay, I don’t like talking, so let’s proceed even faster this time, understood?” Flicking his head at the last word spoken, Yun Beishang made the left wing of the Flicks tremble as they all began to thoroughly stand up and stand in formation right before Yun Beishang’s and his wives’ seats.
Step, step, step, step…
Before long, even more hundreds stood up than before and lined up orderly in front of Yun Beishang who had now his right leg crossed over his left knee and with his arms still covering his wives’ shoulders. His gaze was, however, changed into a cold, indifferent but also slightly impatient to deal with them.
Flick Ternua, Flick Mere who is now his fiancee and their teacher, Flick Boton, once again didn’t react nor act in any way to these people or to what Yun Beishang was about to do respectively. But even as hundreds of people formed up in front of Yun Beishang, there was still a wide vacant spot to let Yun Beishang and his wives look at the Clan Head and company on the other side.
“To all those who colluded with the following names I am about to mention,” Yun Beishang said, loudly and sinisterly, his gaze never leaving the Clan Head, Flick Mere and Flick Boton; while his arms were gripped hard by Fosk Yao’s and Cyn Flick’s pair of trembling, but oh so furious - hands. “...to take their own lives on the spot.”
“... … … … …” No mercy, they all knew it, no room for discussion, they were very well aware of. Additionally, however, there was utter shame as they looked at the once the one and only princess that could behold her place side by side with the goddess-like Yun Yun from the ‘Founding’ Yun Clan once upon a time who was now…tearing with her eyes closed and her head lowered. But nor she nor the one they almost made her whole life turn disastrous for the mere satisfaction of stealing a most precious person from another ‘Founding’ Clan, now being Yun Beishang’s wife; did anything to stop Yun Beishang’s orders who would even end with the lives of many who weren’t even 15 as well as those who led their Clan with fairness…once upon a time.
“...Flick Camil, Flick Tyla and Flick Korneus.”
“!!!” Hearing his words, all the Flicks in the grand hall turned wide eyed as they looked at a ‘forgiving’ Yun Beishang who had only—basically—sentenced to death about half of the people present who stood up. As even though the young ones of said parties were not spared, at least half of their number were indeed allowed to live!
“With honor, Chief.” - “Thank you, Chief.” - “Thank you Chief.” - “Thank you Chief…” - “Thank you!!” - “Thank you thank you, thank you-” - “THANK YOU!!!...”
Bvreee-Vwlsht Bvreee-Vwlsht Bvreee-Vwlsht Bvreee-Vwlsht Bvreee-Vwlsht Bvreee-Vwlsht Bvreee-Vwlsht Bvreee-Vwlsht Bvreee-Vwlsht Bvreee-Vwlsht Bvreee-Vwlsht…
Thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud…
With the following sounds of many necks being sliced, old or young, and despite the truthful unwillingness form the young to youngest ones as some teared up, some others had an utterly flushed and twisted facial expression; yet they all orderly gashed at their necks with their nails acting as if they were the sharpest spearheads, and their fingers becoming powerful vows.
One by one, a few hundred of dying bodies fell on the floor, blood bathed a bit of the air and made a stench of metal-like that would only become stronger and stronger as time passed, and to which Cyn now had her brave eyes open and witnessed the death of so many…of so many of her same blood yet with inferior properties.
The same was for the not that much shy anymore - Fosk Yao who slowly became the second wife of Yun Beishang who no longer trembled at this sight, both seemed like genuine empress overseeing the matters of their empire and admonishing those who deserved…while still being unjust to themselves in allowing others to suffer less by being sent to their deaths sooner.
Yun Beishang just silently gazed at the scene, at each body and at each even youngest person take a long time to reunite enough courage to off themselves by basically bleeding their own selves to death in the most primitive of self-inflicting ways. In a sense, his eyes ruthlessly went over their dead, dying and bleeding out bodies without even the word ‘expressionless’ being fit for it yet all for the same purpose; it was as if he was watching himself.
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