SSS-Rank Awakening: My Talent Multiplies Everything novel Chapter 167

Chapter 167: Silen’s Memories.

[Trigger Warning: This Chapter contains depictions of graphic violence, gore and distressing themes. Reader discretion is advised.]

But just then, as he was desperately struggling, something cold brushed across his neck.

It wasn’t painful.

Not at first.

It simply felt...

Wrong.

The world suddenly spun.

The sky.

The burning houses.

The blood-soaked ground.

Everything rotated violently before finally coming to a stop.

Kael immediately understood what had happened.

Silen’s head had been severed.

There was no pain.

No darkness.

No death.

Only silence.

His vision remained fixed upon the burning village.

He couldn’t blink.

He couldn’t move.

He couldn’t even breathe.

Yet...

His consciousness remained painfully awake.

Kael’s heart clenched.

This wasn’t natural.

A child who had been decapitated should have died instantly.

Instead, something refused to let Silen pass on.

His consciousness remained trapped inside his severed head as though the heavens themselves had decided that death was too merciful.

Then...

He heard it.

"Please..."

His mother’s voice.

Weak.

Broken.

Filled with terror.

She cried for help.

She screamed.

She begged them to stop.

Every desperate plea echoed clearly through Silen’s ears.

Yet he could do nothing.

He couldn’t even turn his head.

All he could do was stare helplessly in one direction while listening to his mother’s cries grow increasingly desperate.

Kael could feel it.

The rage.

The hatred.

The overwhelming helplessness threatening to tear Silen apart.

More than anything...

The child wanted to die.

Anything would have been better than listening.

Anything.

Even Kael, fully aware that these were only memories, found his fists unconsciously clenching.

His jaw tightened.

A cold fury settled inside his chest.

People like these...

They deserved no mercy.

Time slowly lost all meaning.

Eventually, the crying stopped.

The village became quiet once more.

Kael never saw what happened.

Neither did Silen.

His severed head faced only one direction, denying him even the mercy of witnessing his mother’s final moments.

But silence spoke louder than anything else.

She was gone.

The bandits wandered through the village for some time afterward, laughing amongst themselves as they looted whatever valuables remained. Some surviving women were dragged away in chains while others simply disappeared into the flames.

Not once did any of them look back.

When they finally left...

The village became a graveyard.

Yet Silen remained conscious.

Minutes became hours.

Hours became something longer.

Kael eventually lost all sense of time.

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