Mohammad and Layla slept until dawn. The mother was very worried about her children.
When the sun rose, she went to check on Mohammad, who was still asleep with tears in his eyes. The mother wiped his tears, covered him up carefully, and then left his room.
While the mother was preparing breakfast, Layla came and asked her: "Has my brother woken up yet?"
The mother replied: "No, he hasn't woken up yet. Let him rest a little longer."
Layla: "Alright, then when do we start our training?"
The mother: "After breakfast, you'll go for a run. I'll increase the gravity so you feel as though you're heavy. This is a training method. Once you get used to the gravity, just like your brother, then we can begin training with magical power. But first, you need to have good physical strength."
Layla: "Alright, I'm ready."
After breakfast, Layla went to train, and Mohammad was still sleeping, which was unusual since he usually woke up early.
Layla finished her training after two hours of running. She asked her mother: "Has Mohammad woken up?"
The mother: "No, he hasn't woken up yet."
Layla: "Okay, I'll go check on him."
Layla went up to her brother's room, approached him, and said: "Brother, I don't know if you're awake, but I hope you don't blame yourself for what happened. It's all because of the evil nobles who were jealous of our parents. If you're too sad and can't move or fight, you can stay here. I will go and take revenge for you and bring you all their heads. Then she approached him, kissed his forehead, and left.
The brother cried deeply, touched by her words. She was willing to do anything for him and take on everything, even take revenge. Mohammad felt immense happiness because Layla had become such a strong support for him.
As evening came, Mohammad still hadn't left his room. Layla and the mother began to feel anxious about his condition. The mother asked for help from her husband, saying: "Alex, please help our son, he's suffering so much. He blames himself for everything that's happened. I know you don't like showing yourself much, but this time, just help him so he can overcome his pain. I can't stand seeing him like this."
The mother was deeply sad, and Layla, whenever she saw her brother upset and sad, felt her anger and hatred for the nobles grow.
Alex responded: "Alright, I will talk to him. Don't worry." Alex changed his expression because no one knew his true face, and no one knew the reason behind his hidden face.
Alex went to Mohammad's room, entered, and brought a chair, placing it behind Mohammad. He said: "I know you're awake. I know you're very sad, and I know you blame yourself. There's no shame in crying or being sad, but the shame is in staying like this."
"Do you know that as long as you're sad, your mother and sister are sad too? Your sister cries at night from the sadness. Are you okay with that?"
"The evil ones who did all this to you are living peacefully with their families, and they feel happy. And here you are, sad, and not only that, you're making your sister and mother sad. They are the only two who are ready to sacrifice themselves for you."
"Do you really want to stay here, crying, while those who raised you and sacrificed themselves for you are watching you like this?"
"And your older brother, who is missing—do you really think he's not sad and blaming himself for not finding you?"
"Get up and fight. Take revenge for your parents and restore their honor, which was tarnished. They're saying your parents were devil worshippers. Your brother is being tortured by the nobles every day for ten years, locked up and suffering. Do you know why he's suffering?"
"It's because of you. Every day they ask him, 'Where's your brother? Where is he hiding?' They think he knows where you are but doesn't want to tell them. Every day they ask him, do you know how he responds?"
"He tells them, 'I don't know where he is. Even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you, not even if you skinned me or cut off my head.'"
"While your brother is suffering and being tortured, you're sitting here, living peacefully. If you don't take revenge, don't call yourself my son."
After hearing all of this, Mohammad became angry, and demonic energy began to surge again, this time even stronger.
Layla and the mother felt a great sense of fear from the intensity of this aura and worried about Mohammad's well-being.
Alex responded: "Yes, release your demonic energy. Show them the fate of those who dare to mess with you. Go on, release your energy. Show me your resolve."
Mohammad released a black aura wildly and started repeating words: "I will kill you. I will destroy you. Even if I have to borrow demonic power, I will use any energy I can to take revenge on you. I will repay everything you did to my family."
Alex: "Well done, that's my family. That's my children. Those who dare to touch them must not live to see tomorrow. That's our family's rule: fire with fire, death with death, torment with torment."
"We will seek revenge, even if we have to ally with the devil himself," Alex laughed, "Ha ha ha."
Alex: "Alright, you can rest today and organize your thoughts. Tomorrow, your training will begin. Oh, I almost forgot. I brought you your spiritual sword. You must take good care of it because if it breaks, you'll die. It represents your soul."
Alex: "I will go now. I'll see you in a year. I hope you don't disappoint me, and don't disappoint your older brother, who believes in you. I told him that you're coming for him, and I told you not to rush and to carry your burdens carefully. It's enough for him to live in peace because he's happy to sacrifice himself for you."
Alex revived Mohammad's spirit, brought him back to his senses, and motivated him to work towards restoring his family's honor and avenging his parents. And indeed, as the saying goes, harsh words wound the heart more than a sword ever could.