"Nymira... I will save you."
"I will beco
Your hero."
Usually, words like that would have been t with laughter or cringe. After all, that was the normal reaction.
That was the reaction that anyone would have shown when heard such words.
Hell, even people in Nymira's situation would have not taken Silas' words seriously.
Hero? Was there even such a thing in this world?
A hero was not sothing that existed in this world. It was sothing that only existed in fairy tails. Nothing was ever that black and white.
Nothing was ever that simple.
Yet, Nymira didn't have that reaction.
Unlike others, she could understand soone down to their physiology and psychology. She could know everything about soone with a single whiff of their scent.
After all, that was her blessing. That was the power she was gifted by Gilea.
And right now, as she looked into Silas', she heard his words and slled sothing she had only felt from one other place before. To be specific, from two people.
Right now, it felt like Gina was right in front of her, talking to her face to face, and smiling at her with radiance shining from her face.
At the sa ti, she rembered the first ti the chief had t her. It was right after her parent's death.
She stood there, looking down upon the bodies of the two people who loved her most, yet everyone avoided her like the plague.
It was the first ti she awakened her blessing too. The slls were all wrong. They felt horrible. She didn't understand the slls back then, but she knew the difference between good and bad slls.
Yet, despite being surrounded by dozens of people, smiling at her constantly, there was only one smile among them that made her feel like she was safe.
A man who extended his hand toward her and told her that she would be safe, no matter what.
A man who looked her in the eyes and treated her like a human being, rather than just another orphan.
That man was Chief Gorgon Azeroth, the very man who adopted her after her parent's death, the sa man who took care of her for years, and the very sa man who died to save her.
Yet, it was all in vain.
However, she could still rember his hand. The hand reached toward her and told her everything would be okay. She could still rember the feeling she felt on that day...
And right now, she was feeling the sa thing.
Before, she slled sothing about him. Silas was taller than she could rember... Hell, he was even a little taller than she was. He looked older too, yet despite all that, all she could sll was the blood coming off him.
She had trained for several years when she was with Gina. She was her sister and teacher alike. She taught her everything she knew and taught her how to distinguish between the slls.
When Nymira slled Silas for the first ti, she could sll his intentions. He just wanted to use her. He slled like the rest of them. Sure, he didn't reak of lust, but that didn't matter.
After all, who would trust a man who slls like he had spilled enough blood to dye the oceans red?
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When Silas' hand approached her, she no longer felt fear.
She felt safe and secure. That feeling terrified her, but it also told her sothing else.
Silas wasn't lying when he said he'd be her hero.
So, with that realization burning at the back of her mind, she stretched her hand forward and held Silas' hand.
And when she did so, Silas looked into her eyes and saw sothing ignite.
Sothing deep. A fire that had once gone out, reignited to its previous glory...
Reignited past its previous glory, into a fla with so much radiance that it would have blinded anyone who could see it.
"You?" Nymira's eyes filled with tears.
"You will help ?" She cried, sniffling every few seconds while holding back the tears that wanted to flood out.
"Of course... I promise..."
"I will save you."
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Silas wanted to hurt the kingdom by taking Nymira away from them, but while doing so, he did sothing selfish.
He didn't understand why there was so much sincerity in his words when he told her that he would save her, but his best guess was that it was a way to self-fulfill.
Every ti he looked down at his hands, the only thing he would rember was the people he killed. He didn't ever feel bad about it. Even the guilt wasn't there, which sohow made him feel guilty at the sa ti???
It was weird... How could not feeling guilt make a person feel guilty?
He never had these problems in his previous life. Everything was so simple back then. They're either with you or not with you. If they're not with you, then they are free to kill.
If they are with you, then you're not allowed to kill them without reason.
'When did things beco so complicated?' Silas sighed, however, he quickly turned around when he felt soone running toward him.
Looking back, Silas saw a red-haired kid running toward him, looking at him with a pair of fiery light-brown eyes.
"Alex?" Silas asked as the boy quickly caught up to him.
"Hey, man! Why are you avoiding ?!" Alex shouted with mock rage in his voice.
"I haven't been avoiding you. I've simply been... Occupied." Silas looked away, his eyes traveling in a certain direction.
"Oh really?" Alex crossed his arms with an expression that told Silas that he wasn't buying the excuse, but Silas didn't know what to tell him.
He hadn't been avoiding him. He had tried looking for him on the first day after eting with Nymira, but no matter what he did, he couldn't find him.
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