Conversely, the first child, Syllin, looked exactly like Ziggurat, a dragon. Moreover, he inherited Ziggurat’s innate nature.
The problem started there.
Syllin, who had a destructive nature, started fights and set his surroundings on fire. Syllin, who didn’t receive Ziggurat’s love, began to deviate more and more.
One day, Syllin, who had grown into an adult, spoke to Ziggurat with a wounded face.
‘Why don’t you love me, father.’
‘That’s not true.’
‘No. If you ask any passerby, they will nod and say it’s true.’
Ziggurat was silent.
‘What did I do wrong?’
Syllin’s surroundings began to burn with his anger. Seeing this, Ziggurat opened his mouth.
‘Look at yourself. Unable to control your power, are you trying to destroy again?’
‘I take after my father.’
‘No, I have changed. If you do not change, you will not be loved by anyone.’
Zigfried’s cold eyes turned to Sillin.
Nelia, flipping the pages, paused.
She knew Sillin was wrong, but it felt regrettable.
If Zigfried had supported Sillin more back then, Sillin wouldn’t have gone astray like that.
Sillin clenched his fist at Zigfried’s callous words and disappeared.
And amid the ensuing days, which felt like a storm was about to break,
‘Arrrrrgghh!!’
Karl let out a painful scream.
Rushing over, all she found were ruins of a collapsed house and a fiercely burning flame.
Zigfried approached Karl, who lay on the ground, steadying his trembling steps.
‘What the…’
‘Ah, father…’
‘What happened, Karl!’
Zigfried’s shaky pupils landed on his son’s arm. Karl’s burned right arm was grotesquely charred.
‘I caught fire… tried to put it out… but no matter what, the fire wouldn’t go out… I beat my arm with an object.’
‘…But.’
‘My arm… It’s not moving…’
Zigfried, furious at his son’s sudden disablement, found the cause of the fire.
And there was,
‘I did it.’
Sillin, laughing mockingly and panting. There was only madness in his eyes, devoid of guilt.
Furious, Zigfried shouted,
‘What were you thinking, doing such a thing!’
‘I thought it would be fair if Karl lost something too.’
‘Fair?’
‘Karl is neither smarter nor stronger than me, but he has everything. In contrast, I have nothing. Just an insatiable desire to destroy.’
Despite Sillin’s tormented voice, Zigfried showed no compassion. He even closed his eyes as if regretting.
‘…I should not have given birth to you.’
Zigfried opened his eyes wide and said,
‘I curse you. You shall pay for your jealousy and envy of your brother.’
Without realizing it, Nelia became engrossed in the story.
‘So that’s how Sillin was cursed.’
She wanted to see what curse was cast, but the latter part of the old book was blurred from water damage.
Nelia closed the book without regrets.
As she lay on the bed reading the book, she began to feel sleepy.
She would have to find a decent book to read the rest.
After all, the story of Zigfried is widely known to every citizen of the empire, so there would be plenty of new books.
For now, it was a priority to maintain her condition for work.
Nelia closed her eyes.
Having been quite tense throughout the day, she fell into a deep sleep in no time.
My Step-brother Is Obsessed With Me (Female-dominant)
A gentle female protagonist vs pitiful in the early stage, and a sick male protagonist in the later stage
Cheng Songer transmigrated into the body of a vicious cannon fodder female supporting character with the same name as her in a female-dominant novel.
In the original story, the cannon fodder female supporting character was inhumane, committing domestic violence, gambling excessively, being lustful, and even wanting to sell her stepbrother to a brothel for money.
As luck would have it, she just happened to transmigrate at this time.
Seeing Cheng Qingzhi biting his lip, enduring the tears in his eyes, looking pitiful, her heart softened.
She stuffed the money back into the Madam’s hand and reached out to him.
“Brother, come home with me.”
