I Shall Cuck Everyone-Chapter 462: Alphonso’s Pain

It's been a week since we visited Vera's parents. Everything has been going well. No drama, no urgency. Just peace.

Blair also seems to be holding up well with her ability, the demon king ability. Now that I'm closer to her, I've begun to realize that what Blair wields isn't simply an ability. It was the power of the former demon king sealed inside a crystal. The feeling I get from it sometimes is so overwhelming that I feel threatened and wary of it, which pushed me to start researching it.

I wanted to pay the celestial monkeys another visit, but their emperor didn't want to see me after having his ass handed to him, so I turned to someone else.

Alphonso…

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I threw a metal pipe at Alphonso, impaling his shoulder to the concrete while blood dripped from the wound. Even though he looked worried for a moment, his face soon relaxed and he pulled the pipe out as his body began to heal.

"I know it's you, Your Highness. There's no need to disguise yourself," Alphonso said, lighting a cigarette.

I stopped with a smile on my face and transformed back into my original appearance from my initial disguise identity—Ben.

"How could you tell it was me, Teacher?" I asked, and suddenly he burst out laughing at my question.

"I mean, who the fuck could impale me with a fucking cheap metal pipe and not even a Beast weapon? Only you, of course!" Alphonso said, letting out a sigh.

"You've obviously grown stronger since the last time I saw you. That's why I stopped teaching you anyway. There's nothing left for me to teach if you can stab me with a fucking cheap pipe," Alphonso added while I grinned the whole time.

"Hahah, that was revenge for beating the crap out of me back when I was still oblivious. Either way, I'm sorry about that. I think I've finally figured out how Absolute Blood Control works," I said, and Alphonso looked at me as if he were staring at a monster.

He stepped forward, but from his movements I knew he wanted to run away, so I blocked him.

"Please listen to me. I need your help. You can't run away from me. I'm not bragging—you just can't ignore what I have to say," I said. Alphonso sighed again, and we crossed the street and sat on a public bench. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

"Man, I just want to live in peace. After Zero turned on us and was killed, I decided to retire. Maybe start a new family, you know, popping kids here and there. I even heard that evil bitch Zamira got pregnant and is now acting like a softie. Man… I'm going crazy…" Alphonso rambled, drinking the blood juice in his hand until the bottle was empty.

"Hey… man, I think you should calm down—"

"Calm down, you say? You fucking impaled me with cheap metal! I have never been impaled before, you're the only one who could do that. I mean, you make me feel useless… Truth is, I'm so angry that I can't get any stronger. Yeah, I can use Ki, but within months your Ki pool became ten times larger than mine, and I've been training for years. Life is unfair," Alphonso exclaimed, pulling at his hair.

I was shocked by his outburst, and the smile on my face completely vanished. Maybe I had been unfair to him after all. But it's not my fault. Being a Protoss and the only user of Absolute Blood Control, I can wield all Blood powers. Not only that, I can directly command users of those powers because, in the end, they were mine to begin with.

"I understand your pain. I've been in those shoes before. You might think I was young or something, but living among humans and being friends with them, I faced being bullied for being powerless. I know what it feels like to be looked down on. However, Alphonso, I've never seen you as powerless."

"Instead, I look at you with respect. You trained yourself from scratch and became a monster to be reckoned with. You are special. I, on the other hand, am a failure. I've died and reincarnated over and over again, becoming a ridicule for the gods while they used people close to me to get to me. I've lost fragments of my power and grown weaker over time. Maybe I got lucky in this reincarnation and recovered a lot of my abilities and weapons. But it doesn't change the fact that I'm a failure," I said.

Alphonso opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but instead he suddenly began to sob.

"Sometimes I don't even blame myself for being frivolous. After being killed over and over again, I decided to start enjoying life itself. Despite that, every reincarnation—even when I try to mind my own business, they still come after me. You don't know how much it sucks. You have no idea. But this time I seem lucky enough not to have fully gained the attention of the upper gods yet. That's why I refrained from killing the Blood God. Killing him would return a huge chunk of my power to me, but it still wouldn't be enough. There are terrifying beings out there, Alphonso. What do you want me to do, shit my pants like a pussy?" I asked.

Alphonso smiled, wiping the tears from his eyes.

"You know what? Other Protoss have reached out to me, but I turned them down. I know they'll be back, and there's no way I can keep refusing them forever. But this time I want things to be different. I don't want my life to follow some fucking script written by nature. I want to carve my own path," I said, finally calming down. I was already getting emotional and carried away while a new influx of memories from my past life surfaced.

The wives from my past life. Some dead, some still out there bearing my mark and hoping I return to them. That's one of the main reasons I stopped forcing markings on my wives. I only give them on request. It's selfish if I die and they end up spending hundreds—maybe thousands—of years unable to be with another man.

This time will be different, though. At the same time, I won't force anyone to bear that mark.