When I opened my eyes, I was greeted by a very abstract world—typical of a dream world. Fenrir was standing next to .
As usual, as soon as I beca conscious, I transford myself into my old self’s physique—into Reinst.
“Fenrir, are we going to see Domi’s mory first before we talk to him?” I asked, as it was already usual for to see their mories first and decide later how I should face them.
Contrary to my expectations, Fenrir shook his head. I tilted my head in wonder.
“No, this person is very closed, his guard is tight. It will be hard to pry his mories. In case for Clyde and Nicole, they’re not this closed off and especially open towards you,” Fenrir explained, “In addition, you two’s shared lives and mories aren’t that much.”
I nodded.
I see.
It made sense.
Since our shared monts were so little, if I were to watch his mories, it would be more like a breach of privacy. Besides, during the ti I was there with him, our interactions were a few and he barely rembered things, let alone had any feelings or thoughts towards . He was four when I passed away.
“Uwaa, I haven’t prepared myself enough for this…,” I said, feeling a little bit nervous now. If I were to know, I’d have prepared myself more ntally!
“You’ll never be prepared for this kind of things. Let’s just do it spontaneously.”
“A-alright… Shall we go now?” I asked.
“Sure.”
Fenrir opened a portal to Domi’s dream world and then his figure disappeared into thin air. As usual, it won’t be good if Fenrir were to be seen, who knows they would be able to rember his existence in the dream and it might be associated with …
Fenrir returned to my Animosphere, and I could communicate with him through it.
The mont I stepped into the other side of the portal, I could see a figure of a tall man standing around the abstract world. And the mont I arrived, it was then that he beca conscious of the surrounding. I definitely wouldn’t want to speak with soone who was in a daze in the dream world…
As Domi gazed around the surrounding, he turned and his eyes t mine.
Tch, I am shorter than him by quite a lot despite becoming Reinst… The age difference is too much! Besides, he’s a man, and it’s only natural for him to be taller than , but still… He really gets the tall gene, huh?!
Domi looked stunned, but I didn’t see a trace of confusion on his eyes.
“Do you recognize ?” I asked.
Domi nodded and said indifferently, “You are my older sister who passed away when I was little, correct?”
I nodded.
Then, an awkward silent ensued…
Domi still looked calm and didn’t even seem to be questioning this weird situation. If your relative who passed away long ago was suddenly standing in front of you, even if it was in a dream, you’d have a lot of questions, no?
Anyway, Domi reminded of my old self a lot.
Perhaps he was even ‘better’ than my old self.
I was unable to bear with the silence, plus ti was ticking.
“Aren’t you going to ask sothing?” I asked.
“Why? Isn’t this just a dream?” Domi asked back.
[Amazing. He’s very confident this is just a dream in such a short mont and is very logical.]
Fenrir’s voice rang in my mind.
Yes, he didn’t even ask anything because he thought this was just a dream anyway… He didn’t even think it would be my soul visiting in his dream… Very logical and rational.
Calm and well headed. As expected of the successor that Mother had been dreaming of.
I wonder if deep down, he yearned for things like I did?
He looked even more emotionless than in the past…
“Aren’t you going to ask why I am here to see you?” I finally asked.
“Why are you here to see ?” Domi didn’t even bat an eye when he repeated my words without any change in his tone.
I was speechless as I blinked several tis.
He’s being perfunctory!! His tone shows it!! Does he care at all or not?
But well… Indeed, why should he care? I bet he barely even rembered …
I also don’t know him well enough so I should be the one to relent, as I am the one wanting sothing from him…
“Alright, this is indeed a dream but I am indeed your older sister. I am visiting now because it’s ti for to settle the matters of the world,” I said.
“Before reincarnating? Or resting in the afterworld? Why now, after so long?” Unexpectedly, Domi asked back. He could have just nodded and stayed silent, but he asked. Whether it was because he cared or because he was curious, it was nice to get a response like this from him. It showed that he wasn’t as uncaring as he seed to be.
“Oh, there’s a huge change in the family that triggered my soul to awaken and do this kind of thing,” I lied without even batting an eye. Facing Domi and being in Reinst’s ‘at suit’ seed to awaken my old ability, too.
The ceremony to officially acknowledge him as the head of the family, and then his upcoming marriage… They were quite big, right?
“I see,” Domi believed my reasoning.
Before I could feel relieved, Domi then asked, “But what does it have to do with visiting ?”
“I just want to know how my little brother is doing. You’re the only one with exactly the sa blood and genes shared with ,” I answered.
“Oh. Everything is good. There you have it, you can go and be rest assured.”
I felt like I had a headache in that instant.
Facing Domi sure is hard.
I thickened my skin and pretended not to hear what he said as I asked another question, “How do you rember ? What do you think of this older sister of yours?”
Thankfully, he didn’t curse at for doing this insensible thing.
And thankfully again, he actually answered , “We’re not close at all, aren’t we? I don’t really rember on my own. The most I rember is that I sotis saw you when I was young and that was it.”
“Yes, we’re indeed not close,” I admitted before asking, “And… After I passed away, is there anything related to in your life?”
I paused a little bit because I was afraid Domi would lose his patience in answering and coldly brushed away. Unexpectedly though, he attended to patiently.
“Well, after you were gone, I rember Mother telling several tis that she now only has and that I can’t go leaving here as well. Mother was protective and even stricter to after that, and quoting her, it’s because she doesn’t want to lose her only remaining child,” Domi explained.
He rarely spoke that much in general. But for , the older sister he barely rembered, he was willing to explain that much. I felt relieved. Perhaps he did it out of consideration that I was still his sister.
Then Domi quickly added as if he just rembered sothing, “When I was really childish and whined, you were often used as an example so I could be more like you.”
What?
?
But Domi is Mother’s golden child… Why would she use to be an example to Domi?
Isn’t Domi all that she wants, the perfect child?
This… was really surprising.
Before I could get over my surprise, Domi added, “During tis like that, it was as if I was living in your shadow.”
This…
“Do you resent ?” I asked.
Domi quickly shook his head and said, “What for? I don’t really feel anything. I never know you and it could be exaggerated. It’s always like that. Dead people tend to be glorified.”
I was astonished hearing his reasoning.
So level-headed. So calm, so unfeeling.
“It is indeed very rational way to think about it. But it’s alright to follow your feelings and admit them at tis, to show them, too,” I tried to give him so advice.
“Feelings can lead you astray. Showing your emotions can make others exploit your weakness. Therefore, we need to be logical and not get so worked up over feelings,” Domi stated as if it was a matter of fact.
Hearing that, I sighed. I knew those lines perfectly. I was ingrained with such mindset as well.
I wonder if Domi would follow in Father and Mother’s footsteps very closely? Both were cold and only cared about their gains—about their image. If so, I would be very concerned about his future… and his fiancée, Adel’s.
Could I get so things across to him during this short ti, I wonder?
I am his older sister after all, and there weren’t lots of things I managed to do for him. For his happiness.
I wouldn’t want to see him repeating the sa mistake as Mother and Father. Becoming a cold person who was unfeeling, then making his children—his family—be unhappy.
I experienced that once and I wouldn’t wish that on soone else.
Would he experience the warmth and happiness I experienced as Lyra if he really followed Mother and Father closely?
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