Vetro

(Vetro's POV )

Warning: Vetro is the villain, and his thoughts and behavior do not reflect a person of positive moral character in the slightest. I've avoided detailing every horrific thing he's done, but if you're sensitive to dark material, this chapter is skippable.

I didn't want to do it.

Ever since I can remember, multiple voices rang in my head—echoing my desires, even when I tried to ignore them. I loathed my father and craved my mother. Every time I saw them together—his filthy hands on her waist, the way she smiled only for him—I burned. I watched, eyes wide, fists clenched, stomach knotted with hunger and fury. That affection should've been mine. That smile. That touch. That place in her heart. And when I told my brother about it, hoping for some help, he just said:

"That's not normal. There's something wrong with you."He discarded me like a disease. He abandoned me in the middle of my storm. It only made me feel worse, and the intensity of my emotions heightened, resentment began to bloom.

When all my siblings went to Earth to find a spouse, I went with them. I tried to mimic them. I ran through multiple human women, but they were all so easily obtained, and none were anywhere near as beautiful as my mother. Eventually… it became more fun to end their lives as soon as I was done with them.

This routine kept the intrusive thoughts away and allowed me to remain civil with my family. I assisted in the deaths of hundreds, but I didn't feel guilty—there are billions of humans left. This barely made a dent in their population. Their deaths weren't murder. They were erasure, helping me control myself. Each one erased a desire I shouldn't have had.

Twenty years later, Tana was born.She was different than my other sisters, who looked like a combination of both our parents—she was almost an exact copy of our mother, reincarnated in untouched form. The way she tilted her head in confusion, the softness of her voice, the way she touched my arm when she spoke… it was like I had been given a second chance. So, I couldn't help but dote on this little sister. I stopped traveling to Earth, chasing fleeting pleasures, and instead spent my days teaching her and listening to her ramble about whatever popped into her head.It felt so incredibly rewarding—to see her grow up and have her rely on me. For a while, I was able to forget my true desires, lurking deep inside. This was peaceful, decades of peace passed when one day Finn asked me:

"You're 51 now, don't you think it's time you settled down?" I shrugged, continuing to practice my calligraphy. Looks like he's only visiting me after all these years JUST to assert himself into my business, "What you told me before… about Mother. Do you still feel that way?"

His question made me pause mid-stroke."What did I say exactly?"

"You said… that you get annoyed when you see our Dad with our Mom. That you wanted to force her down and have your way with her. That you'd turn her into your slave if she rejected being your lover."

I laughed under my breath and continued writing."What? I said that to you?... Odd."It's strange that I once trusted someone enough to be so open.

"I only ask because... you've been spending so much time with our sister. It's worrisome. I don't want you to hurt her."That's when I threw my pen at him with so much force it cut through his body and embedded in the wall.

"Mind your fu*king business," I threatened, staring him down. I'd pierced his lung, so he was struggling to speak as he stumbled out of the room to recover. He's lucky he's not human or he would have died right there, 

I regretted losing my temper because two days later, Tana warned me about our siblings plotting against us. I'm sure he was talking behind my back. Out of all of them, I was the one who spent the most time with Tana—mentored her, held her when she cried. Of course she'd trust and respect me over them. They were fools to try and turn her against me.

I was patiently biding my time because I wanted to ease Mother's defenses more, but now time was short because of their stupid suspicions. If I was going to persuade her, I had to do it now before their gossip reached her. Or before they tried to get in my way. So I prepared for a visit with mom.

Finn was waiting near our parents' home to stop me. He created a fireball so massive it eclipsed the suns and sent it spiraling toward me. In retaliation, I formed a pyramid of crystal around my body and flung myself into the fire, emerging directly in front of him and slicing his body in half with the pyramid before releasing myself. That way, he'd have no time to recover before dying.

I opened a hole in the earth to swallow his remains and conceal what had happened before knocking on my parents' door.

Kris, my father, answered.

"Hey V, I heard a lot of noise just now. What was all that?"

I shrugged and gave him a smile."I don't know."I hate this stupid piece of s**t. Why would Mother waste her time on him, when I look just like him but I'm genetically better?Because unlike him, I was never a disgusting human—I'm truly a part of her. Younger, stronger, and superior in every way."Can I speak to Mom? Is she home?" I asked, walking past him without making eye contact.

"Yeah, she's here, in the back. I'll take you to her."

"No."I put my hand over my face and recomposed myself, noticing how perturbed my outburst made him."It's a surprise for you and the others, so I wanted to talk to her alone."

Father perked up at the word "surprise" and beamed."What's the occasion?!"

"The occassion is... love... I just want to show you all how much I love you."He laughed and said,

"Okay then, I'll get out of here. I'd be too tempted to eavesdrop if I stayed."He cheerily rushed out the door.

The moment the door shut behind him, I dropped the act. My face ached from holding the smile. I rubbed it off like filth, then I made my way to where Angel was.She was in her robe and underwear, painting. That was normal for her and explained why she hadn't noticed me enter.

"Hi, Angel."

She jumped at my voice and spun around on her swivel stool.

"Oh! My eldest!" she cried, floating across the room to embrace me."I wasn't expecting you!"

"This was a… spur-of-the-moment decision," I replied.

She kissed both my cheeks, making me laugh. My heart filled with butterflies—my head filled with thoughts I knew she'd never approve of.

"I'm sorry, I should wash up and get dressed."

"Why? It's just us, and you look fine."I brought her in for another hug, savoring our closeness.

"So, did you need anything, or did you just miss me?" she teased.

I let her go and looked into her eyes."I... have to talk to you about something. It's going to sound crazy at first, but please hear me out."

She tied her robe and nodded, taking a seat on her stool and spinning aimlessly.

"I'm the perfect match for you. In terms of looks and talent, you'd lose nothing by choosing me. I can protect you. I can create stronger offspring with you… you—"Her face began to twist with confusion, so I tried to explain more clearly.

"I'm the perfect match for you. I look like him, but I'm yours. I'm strong enough to protect you, smart enough to understand you. I was born from you, not made your equal through pity. Father needed you to share your power just to stand beside you—but I was created already worthy. He gave you me. And now… you don't need him anymore."

I felt light, euphoric. Years of silence cracking open into revelation. She had to understand now.

But she didn't.

Her smile faltered. Her lips parted in disbelief. She started shaking her head, mumbling,

"No." Over and over.

"WHY NOT?!" I didn't want to scream—but I did. She raised her voice back,

"Get out!" I walked toward her with my hands up, trying to make peace, but she stood up and shouted louder, "Leave now!"

So I embraced her and tried kissing her—to convey my feelings that way.

Tried to show her what words failed to express.

She resisted. Bit me. Fought me.

But I held her.

Her struggle was beautiful—so full of fire. Her pain was radiant.

The pain was tolerable. I wasn't deterred, because somewhere deep inside, I thought she'd come around. That her rejection was fear, not disgust.

Then Father returned.

His fists, sheathed in ice, cracked across my skull. I stumbled, dazed, watching as the human dared to strike me.

He was here to defend her.

She was probably strong enough to defeat me herself, but she resisted using her powers.

She wouldn't even fight back. She loved me too much.

She was still trying to protect me.

That's how I knew—knew I still had a chance.

I mirrored Father's moves, his stance, his strikes—everything he taught me. But I was no longer his student.

When the ice on his fists shattered and his body crumbled at my feet, it was obvious: the student had surpassed the master.

"Stop it!" Angel's scream split the sky. A white light exploded from her body, erasing the house in an instant—but I remained. Untouched.

She picked up his body and began flying away. I followed.

"You see I'm right! Why are you being so stubborn?! I'm the better option! It's a fact! He lost!"

My siblings, alerted by the noise, intervened. I was eventually worn down and overpowered. As punishment they sent me to Earth.

Tana had stood up for me, so she was banished too.

It was better than being alone.But I was bitter.Bitter about Mother's stubbornness. Disappointed by how ruined Tana's face had become.I helped her bandage the scars, helped her hide them—but she was still only a fraction of her former beauty.

I didn't want to do it.

I know Tana relies on me—sees me in a better light than she should. I'm all she has. Her injuries helped me resist her for a while, but day by day it became harder. Especially since she insisted on being so kind. Every act of care was a nail in my restraint. Tana was so understanding. She didn't see me as a monster, even now. She took care of me in every way... except sex.

I was irritated. With no release. I shouldn't have to live here any longer. Sure I killed a few family members, but they attacked me first.

One day I was especially irritable and she tried to comfort me again.I locked myself in my room, trying to push away the urges.

But while I was mid-spiral, she knocked—cheerful, trying to lift my mood.

The healthy half of her face glowed like a memory of Mother… so pure…

I snapped.

That same face distorted in pain moments later. She screamed. She begged. But she looked and sounded too much like Mother.

I couldn't stop.

I tilted her face to the side, the way I wanted. Covered the ruined part. Looked only at the part I could still love. as I took her for five days straight.

I hadn't known how much of a sadist I was until I realized how excited her tears made me.I hoped once would be enough. But her pain… her body… it made me feel. Really feel for the first time in years. I became addicted.

No one compared to her. Not even my harem. Not even thousands of others.

I pampered her when she behaved. Kept her sheltered from my worst violence. Told myself I was merciful.

But I'm not stupid. I know she hates me now.

Still… she's the only one who's ever come close.

But she's not the cure.

Angel is... I will have her, alive or dead, it's her choice. That's the only way both me and my sister can be free.

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