Read Novel Full Chapter 1772: The Devil words: Part-1
Chapter 1772: The Devil words: Part-1
After arresting Young Aether, Commander 10 dragged him toward the door in the warehouse.
He entered a sequence into the glowing security panel, and with a deep mechanical hum, the door unlocked and slowly slid apart. Young Aether silently stood behind him, carefully memorising every digit that flashed across the holographic keypad, thinking it might become useful later.
“The code changes every hour,” Commander 10 said without even looking back, his voice carrying a hint of amusement, as though he had already guessed what Young Aether was trying to do.
“No point in wasting your memory on it.”
Without waiting for a reply, he gave the glowing restraint around Young Aether’s wrists a sharp yank.
“Come on.”
The moment they stepped outside, an intense flood of white light washed over Young Aether’s vision. His eyes instinctively narrowed as they slowly adjusted beneath countless high-intensity spotlights suspended across the colossal steel framework overhead.
When his vision finally cleared, his eyes widened.
Stretching as far as he could see was an enormous military complex alive with motion.
Hundreds of mech-suits marched across platforms while automated cargo drones flew between towering maintenance bays carrying weapon modules, ammunition containers, and glowing reactor cores.
THUD!
THUD!
Young Aether instinctively flinched.
Just a few meters away, an enormous mech-suit strode across the central pathway. It wasn’t merely large. It towered over everything around it, easily the height of a ten-story building. Young Aether wasn’t even as tall as one of its feet.
Every step released a thunderous impact that shook the ground beneath him as gigantic hydraulic pistons hissed with compressed steam and glowing blue coolant flowed through transparent conduits beneath its armoured plating. The massive machine continued forward with terrifying precision, each movement accompanied by the deep groan of interlocking metal and synchronised servos.
“Shocked?” Commander 10 asked after noticing the disbelief on Young Aether’s face. A faint grin spread across his lips.
“Haha… This is our War Sector. The heart of our military operations, where we deploy, and command our forces against the otherworlders. But don’t worry… none of that concerns you.”
Young Aether remained silent while RIN practically screamed through his earpiece.
^ABORT THE MISSION!!^
^MY PREDICTION MODULE CALCULATES A 1000% CHANCE OF CERTAIN DEATH!!^
To be fair, her panic wasn’t unfounded.
Heavily armed mech-suits occupied every direction he looked. Even with his superior speed, escaping this place by force was nothing more than wishful thinking.
Against an entire mechanised military division, he simply had no chance.
Young Aether kept his expression calm as Commander 10 continued dragging him deeper into the facility.
“Since you’re Genome Beta’s son,” Commander 10 said with an increasingly sly smile, “I’m sure the Governor will be… very pleased to see you.”
Young Aether frowned.
Something wasn’t right.
Why was everyone acting so normally?
There should have been chaos by now.
His virus should have thrown the entire city into panic. Soldiers should have been mobilising, alarms should have been echoing across every sector, and emergency response units should have been flooding the streets.
Instead…
Everything continued as though nothing had happened.
He lowered his voice.
“Hey… did you execute the plan? Why are they acting like nothing’s happening?”
RIN immediately answered through his earpiece.
^I UNLOCKED THE HOSPITAL NETWORK AND RELEASED THE VIRUS. IT HAS ALREADY STARTED SPREADING AMONG THE CIVILIANS.^
“Then…” Young Aether muttered, his brows knitting together. “Why aren’t they leaving this place?”
Just as the question left his mouth, he walked straight into Commander 10’s back.
The commander had suddenly stopped.
He stood completely still, his posture stiffening as though someone had just reported something unexpected through his communication link.
“What?” Commander 10 suddenly said, his expression changing as if he were speaking to someone over a secure transmission.
“The virus is spreading among the people? Really?”
The moment those words reached his ears, a faint smirk slowly curved across Young Aether’s lips.
This… This was his fucking chance.
However, instead of rushing to save his people, Commander 10 simply replied through his communicator, “Just tell them I’m already inside the portal with the other Commanders. I don’t want to deal with this pain in the ass.”
Young Aether blinked in surprise.
The commander who was supposed to protect his people… had simply backed out?
Commander 10 glanced at him before adding in a casual tone, “Also, I’ll be busy for the next few hours… don’t tell anyone, got it?”
“…”
Had his plan failed?
Commander 10 simply continued dragging Young Aether through the military compound. They eventually arrived at a barracks; the Commander entered the building and led him straight into his private quarters.
Young Aether looked around with a visibly confused expression.
“Is this where the Governor stays?” he asked, although deep down, he had already begun forming the answer himself.
Commander 10 remained silent. The door slid shut behind them with a heavy metallic thud before multiple locking mechanisms engaged one after another.
Click.
Click.
Click.
Only then did the Commander slowly turn around.
Young Aether stood there, quietly scanning the room, unable to understand why he had been brought here instead of the Governor’s office.
“For a guy who just trespassed into our territory…” Commander 10 said with a faint smirk. “…you sure ask a lot of questions.”
Without any warning, his fist shot forward.
BANG!
The punch slammed directly into Young Aether’s stomach.
The already damaged mech-suit couldn’t withstand the impact. Cracks instantly spread across the armour before the entire chest plate shattered into countless metallic fragments that scattered across the room like shattered glass.
Young Aether staggered backwards several steps before crashing onto the edge of the bed.
His eyes slowly turned cold.
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“Oh?” Commander 10 chuckled. “Look at you… getting angry at me, even though I fucking saved your ass.”
Young Aether silently gritted his teeth as RIN spoke through his earpiece.
^MY PREDICTION MODULE INDICATES THAT… YOU ARE ABOUT TO GET RAPED.^
Young Aether almost rolled his eyes.
No shit, Sherlock.
It was painfully obvious. He had already figured it out the moment the Commander brought him here.
Commander 10 slowly approached.
“Let’s be real, boy.” A crooked smile spread across his face.
“Nothing in this world is free. Honestly… the only reason you’re still alive is because of that pretty, fuckable face of yours.”
To Commander 10, none of Young Aether’s explanations had ever mattered.
Frankly, the moment he had seen that handsome face, he had already decided what would happen. Young Aether’s tragic story, his desperate lies, his struggle to survive… all of it had been nothing more than entertainment.
“I mean, come on…” Commander 10 continued with a mocking grin.
“Just one hour.
If you cooperate with me for one hour, I’ll let you walk out of here alive… and you never, ever have to come back again.” He laughed to himself before continuing,
“Haha… honestly, after I’m done with you… I don’t think you’ll ever want to come back here anyway.”
His laughter echoed through the room with unsettling familiarity, as though this was far from the first time he had abused the authority his rank gave him.
Young Aether remained silent, doing nothing except glaring at him with an icy gaze.
“Yes…” Commander 10 smiled, amused by the hatred burning in those eyes. “Glare at me all you want. In the end… you’ll love this.”
He grabbed hold of the damaged mech-suit covering Young Aether’s body and, with terrifying brute strength, tore through the remaining metal plating as effortlessly as if he were ripping away ordinary clothing.
The energy circuits running across the damaged armour creaked under the strain before snapping apart with barely any force. The locking mechanisms failed one after another, and within seconds, the entire mech-suit was forcibly stripped away from Young Aether’s body.
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Commander 10 stared at Young Aether’s body.
Even without the armour, his slender frame possessed elegant curves that were impossible to ignore. His fair skin covered in blood, toned physique covered in cuts, and striking appearance only fueled the Commander’s twisted desire.
Drool slowly slipped from the corner of his mouth.
“Fuck yeah… I never thought I’d score someone like you.” He licked his lips with a depraved grin.
“Thank the Goddess I didn’t kill you back there… Hehe~”
A chill ran down Young Aether’s spine.
He looked at the Commander with nothing but cold disgust.
“Is this how you act?” he muttered icily. “A Commander who’s supposed to protect people… acting like a fucking piece of shit? Disgusting.”
Frankly, Young Aether felt utterly repulsed.
Even though he knew nothing would ultimately happen to him, the mere thought that someone could sink this low was revolting enough.
Yet…
Instead of becoming angry, Commander 10 simply giggled.
“Yes… yes… keep making that disgusted face.” His breathing became heavier as a twisted smile spread across his lips. “Man… seeing that expression turns me on every single time… Hahaha… but…”
He slowly leaned closer.
With a soft mechanical hiss, the helmet covering his face shifted backwards. Interlocking metal plates folded away one after another, revealing the face hidden beneath.
“Once I’m done with you…” he whispered with a wicked smile, “you’ll finally understand what fear really means… just like what your mother might be going through.”
“…Huh?”
Young Aether frowned in visible confusion.
Commander 10 burst into loud laughter.
“Hahaha! Do you really think you’ll ever find your mother? No!!”
He spread both arms wide as though worshipping some unseen deity.
“My beloved Governor has been secretly taking very good care of your precious mother. She must’ve been so lonely… so I’m sure he’s been filling that loneliness every single day. Hahahaha!”
“…”
Young Aether’s brows furrowed.
Commander 10 grabbed Young Aether’s restrained wrists and forcefully pinned them above his head.
“Don’t worry.” His grin widened.
“I’m not as skilled as the Governor… but I’ll make sure you experience the same pleasure as your mother. Just cooperate with me, brat… otherwise…”
His mechanical hand suddenly shifted.
Metal plates slid apart with precise clicks before reorganising themselves into a compact circular saw. Its razor-sharp blade slowly began spinning with a high-pitched mechanical whine.
“It’ll be painful~”
“…”
Young Aether stared back without the slightest hint of fear.
His eyes slowly flickered between a deep abyssal darkness and an icy blue glow.
Then…
The corners of his lips curled upward into a wicked smile.
“You know…” he said calmly, his voice dripping with ridicule, “looking at your ugly-ass face… I can already imagine how pathetic your life must be.”
A quiet chuckle escaped his lips before it grew into open laughter.
“Ahaha… what happened? Did your wife run away with another man? Or was it your mother?” His grin widened.
“Is that why you’re coping by going around raping people?”
He laughed even louder.
“Huh? Or maybe your daddy got cuckolded? Hahahahahaha!”
Whether any of it was true or not didn’t matter.
Commander 10’s expression instantly twisted with fury.
“I AM NOT UGLY!”
His mechanical hand shot forward and wrapped around Young Aether’s throat, lifting him slightly off the bed as his fingers tightened with crushing force.
Veins bulged across Young Aether’s neck as the pressure continued to increase.
Yet there was no pain.
No fear.
Only overwhelming amusement.
He stared directly into the Commander’s enraged face, watching every crack in that fragile pride splinter apart.
And somehow…
Seeing that anguish… Excited him!
“If ugly had a face…” Young Aether slowly leaned closer until his lips were almost brushing against the Commander’s ear. His voice was cold enough to freeze the air between them as he whispered,
“…it would be yours, you disgusting freak.”
Commander 10’s entire face turned crimson.
His chest rose and fell violently as his breathing became heavier with every passing second. Never in his entire career had anyone dared to insult him like this.
Every person who stood before him either trembled in fear or desperately begged for mercy beneath his overwhelming strength and authority.
Yet the boy pinned beneath him…
Was mocking him?
His metallic fingers tightened around Young Aether’s throat with enough force to bend steel, the servos inside his mechanical hand whining under the increasing pressure. It took every remaining ounce of restraint not to crush his neck on the spot.
The only thing stopping him was that infuriatingly handsome face he had become obsessed with ruining.
“You arrogant little motherfucker…” Commander 10 growled through clenched teeth, his voice trembling with fury.
“I’m going to tear your fucking mind apart before I carve your body into pieces. By the time I’m done with you, you’ll be nothing but a broken shell begging for death.”
He laughed, but there was no amusement in it anymore.
Young Aether only smiled.
It wasn’t a smile born from confidence.
It was pure contempt.
His eyes slowly darkened until the irises became an endless abyss, while deep crimson pupils ignited within that darkness like burning embers.
“Do it, cuck.”
His voice remained calm, almost bored.
“But before you start barking like a rabid animal, answer me something.” His lips slowly curled into a cruel grin.
“Have you ever actually looked in a mirror? You’re ugly enough to make corpses close their eyes.”
A quiet laugh escaped him.
“No… ugly doesn’t even begin to describe you. You’re pathetic. The kind of pathetic that spends his entire life abusing people because nobody would willingly stay by his side.”
Commander 10’s jaw visibly twitched.
Young Aether saw it.
So he kept going.
“What happened?” he asked with a mocking smile. “Did your wife realise she married a worthless piece of trash and leave you for someone who actually looked like a man? Or maybe she couldn’t even stand touching that disgusting face of yours.”
His laughter echoed through the room.
“Actually… forget that.”
He tilted his head slightly, his crimson pupil in the darkness gleaming with cruel amusement.
“Do you even know what a cock is?” Young Aether laughed, “Huh? I can already tell yours is so fucking tiny it probably isn’t even bigger than your little finger.” He snorted before bursting into louder laughter.
“Hehe… Hahaha! What exactly are you planning to do with that thing? Finger my asshole instead?” He deliberately widened his eyes in exaggerated terror before putting on a childish voice.
“Mommy… I’m so scared… awweeeee… heheh~”
Commander 10’s expression twisted with fury as his mechanical hand clamped down harder, “I have bit-!!!” his fingers digging in as though he intended to rip the organ from Young Aether’s body.
Yet the instant his grip closed around it, his entire body froze.
His eyes widened.
Then his face turned beet red.
A flicker of shame crossed his expression as disbelief replaced his rage.
It was as though he had just discovered something no ordinary man should possess… something so absurdly overwhelming that even in its completely relaxed state, it dwarfed anything he had ever imagined.
Young Aether noticed the hesitation immediately.
A wicked smile slowly spread across his face.
“What?” he asked with a mocking chuckle. “Can you feel the difference now?”
His laughter grew louder.
“Go ahead… bring your wife to me. I’ll make sure to fuck her like nobody else! Reach her where No… no… why stop there? Bring your mother too. She probably deserves someone capable of carrying on her bloodline instead of depending on a pathetic excuse for a son.”
His crimson eyes gleamed with ruthless amusement.
“After all…” he continued, every word deliberately twisting the knife deeper into the Commander’s pride, “her precious son grew into an ugly little freak who couldn’t even keep his own wife. She ran away the first chance she got because she finally found a real man.” Young Aether laughed openly.
“Heheheheh… imagine that. Getting abandoned because you were never enough.”
Young Aether noticed every tiny crack forming across the Commander’s composure.
Then he drove the knife even deeper.
“You know what’s funny?” he said with a low chuckle. “The way you’re staring at me tells me everything. You’re trying so hard to feel powerful because you’ve never been enough for anyone. Every insult I’ve thrown at you landed perfectly because somewhere inside that empty head… you already believe every single word.”
Commander 10 froze.
For the briefest moment…
His expression changed.
Confusion?
Doubt?
Because… he wasn’t even married.
Then why was he getting angry and… memories?
Young Aether’s crimson pupils reflected within the Commander’s widening eyes.
Those unnatural eyes weren’t merely looking at him.
They were invading him!!
Every whispered insult became a memory.
Every fabricated accusation became another piece of reality.
Images began flooding his mind.
A woman turning away from him in disgust.
Someone taller.
Someone stronger!
Someone laughing while taking everything he believed belonged to him.
None of it had happened!!
Yet every scene felt horrifyingly real.
Young Aether’s wicked laughter continued echoing inside his ears, growing louder and louder with every passing second.
Commander 10 violently shook his head.
“N-No…I-I am n-not,” he muttered, his voice cracking. “That’s… that’s not r-r-real… YOU ARE LYING?”
Young Aether’s smile widened.
“Just like your wife lied while she was fucking another man?”
“I bet her pussy was finally satisfied for once… Hehehe~”
“SHUT UP!” Commander shouted.
Young Aether slowly leaned forward until only a breath separated them before whispering into the Commander’s ear.
“Maybe… it was me she chose. Huh? I fucked her raw pussy, Hehehe~” His grin widened.
“She couldn’t stop talking about how I gave her everything you never could. She said my cock reached places her pathetic husband never even came close to touching… said it felt like experiencing her first time all over again. LIKE SHE IS FUCKING VIRGIN…HEHEHE~”
Young Aether let out another mocking chuckle before his expression darkened.
“And your mother…” he whispered with a twisted smile. “She wasn’t any different. She cried out another man’s name all night long, enjoying her newfound cock so much she probably forgot she even had a husband.” He pulled back just enough to look directly into the Commander’s trembling eyes.
“Hehehe~”
“NO! NO! NO, NO!!!!! MY MOTHER IS NOT A BITCH, YOU FUCKER!!” Commander 10 roared, his voice cracking as he violently shook his head, desperately trying to reject the horrifying images flooding his mind.
Impossible visions relentlessly replayed before his eyes. He saw his nonexistent wife in another man’s arms, laughing, smiling, and choosing someone else over him, while the sound of his mother crying out in pleasure for another man echoed through his consciousness like an endless nightmare.
None of it had ever happened!
None of it was real.
Yet those fabricated memories felt terrifyingly vivid, as though he had personally lived through every second of them.
The voices, the laughter, the humiliation, and the unbearable sense of betrayal merged into a single torrent that battered his sanity, making it impossible for him to separate illusion from reality.
Young Aether’s crimson eyes remained fixed upon him, and the more Commander 10 looked into those unnatural pupils, the more his own mind betrayed him, weaving impossible fantasies into memories that felt indistinguishable from the truth.