Dead Son’s Revenge Too Late to Regret

My younger brother was severe panic fits.

The healers said any sudden shock could kill him.

So, my entire life was set to mute.

I never dared to laugh. I never dared to cry. I wasn’t even allowed to bleed out loud.

My parents would hug me and say, "You're our strong one. Your brother needs us. Be patient with him, alright?"

Then came that day. I accidentally knocked over a sacred ritual tripod.

The loud crash sent my brother straight into panic.

For the first time, my father pushed me away with a blast of divine force.

"Can’t you be careful?" he roared. "Are you trying to kill him?"