[You started everything again, Eden... And you will have to end this all again.]
’....What does that an, Edda?’
As I heard her ominous words, I couldn’t help but ask.
[Do you even know what you are doing?]
’I know what I am doing, so don’t worry,’ I replied as I opened the door, walking outside only to find Aeloria standing there.
"....So, are you going to keep all the things to yourself?" She asked as she looked at .
"...Yes," I replied as I started to walk towards the main door, but not before grabbing her wrist to drag her with as well.
"What are you doing?" She asked, frowning, as she tried to move my hands away from her wrist.
"We are going ho," I replied, not letting go of her hand.
"At least let say bye to Emily," she rebuked, but as she tried to stop forcefully, she couldn’t as I kept dragging her.
"You don’t have to, I have said it for both of us."
"Did you do sothing to her? Are you trying to hide sothing from ?"
"....Why are you asking so many questions?"
"Eden!" As we arrived at the front door of the orphanage, she shouted at as she twisted her hand, making loosen my grip.
"Who the hell do you think you are!" She shouted as she moved closer to , her face inches away from mine. "Dragging here, talking to like you own . Seriously, do I have any value in your eyes as a person?"
I remained silent as I looked at her, while she took deep breaths to calm herself, still glaring at .
"....You are an anomaly, Aeloria," I replied calmly as I looked at her. "And so am I."
"And?"
"And as long as I am here, I will always hinder your plans," I replied, looking deeply into her eyes. "And as long as you are here, you will always hinder my plans."
As she cald down, her reasoning ca to her as she looked at .
"....So you are saying, we can never be together?" She asked, her tone low.
"....Unless one of us is ready to compromise," I replied, my gaze still on her. "Yes, we can’t be together."
".... We both know we don’t deserve to live here, Eden. We are both different." Taking a deep breath, she continued, "we are not people from this place. You’ve changed, and so have I. So please, don’t make the sa mistake."
".... What are you talking about?" I asked, frowning. "What sa mistake?"
"...Nothing," she shook her head, replying. "But Eden, please don’t act alone. I can help you with whatever you will face in the future even if you the world turn against you, I will be there right beside you."
"Aeloria," I asked, looking deeply into her eyes, "are you really a reincarnated person or not?"
She remained.....silent.
"What are you, Aeloria?" I asked again, but again she didn’t reply.
"Whatever," frowning, I looked away from her, replying casually, "if you want to help soone, go help Aron. I’m sure he will appreciate your help."
She was ant for him anyway, so it’s not like I have anything to say to her.
Aren’t the hero and heroine made for each other?
"Eden," she called in a low voice, barely audible, making look at her, "are you saying I should sell myself to him?"
"No, that’s not what I an—."
"You know what, Eden," she interrupted as she glared at , "you are an asshole."
With that, she walked away without looking back at .
"....."
I stood there, sighing slightly before walking in the opposite direction.
We really aren’t ant for each other.
"..."
Wait- why am I still hard again?
’Hey, Edda?’
[Yes.]
’Tell one thing,’ I said as I walked towards a different place. ’Is she part of the work that whoever sent here?’
[No... But the Goddess of Life, Aeloria, is closely related to her.]
Goddess of Life.
Goddess of Life.
Who really is she?
A friend or a foe?
"Argh.. What kind of shitty life have I been living, for fuck’s sake," I grumbled as I moved.
"Well, let’s complete Mother’s wish first," I mumbled as I moved.
Ti to go have a look at my old house, I guess.
....
....
....
"It’s been a long ti," I mumbled as I looked at the castle that I have been living my entire childhood in.
It’s not really been a long ti, but still, damn, rembering all the things I have gone through in this place doesn’t feel good.
"Sigh.."
Sighing, I moved inside the castle, as this ti the soldiers didn’t stop like last ti.
Should I stir up so trouble just so I could beat the crap out of them?
Hmm...
Maybe I should.
"Brother."
As I was contemplating causing so trouble, a voice brought back to the present.
I looked to the front to see a boy a year younger than with purple hair and eyes, walking hesitantly towards .
".... Daniel," I called his na, the na of my so-called brother.
"Can I help you with sothing?" He asked as I approached him.
"Call Marine, I have so work with her," I replied, stating what I wanted as I didn’t want to waste my ti here.
He nodded and called a maid to deliver the ssage, and we both stood outside awkwardly.
"..... How is your new mother?" I asked him, breaking the silence.
"...She is wonderful," he replied with a soft smile. "She has been taking care of us like she is our own mother."
"... Good for you," I replied, looking away, feeling uncomfortable seeing his smile.
".. Brother," he called again, making look at him, "Are you not going to co back?"
"No," I replied without hesitation, as I didn’t plan to co back here ever again.
".... Anyway, I am sorry for what happened with Marine," he then bowed slightly and said, "Last ti she said sothing that she shouldn’t have."
"Daniel," I said in a cold voice, making him flinch, "People don’t take the words of strangers seriously, so don’t feel sorry."
He took a deep breath to calm himself before nodding again.
"Anyway, if you ever have the heart to forgive us—."
"What has gotten into you?" I interrupted him before he could continue his hypocrisy. "Don’t play the good brother act now, just like your father, after all you guys have done."
Again he remained silent, not comnting.
"Sigh."
I hate this place, I hate my family, and I hate everything related to my childhood.
Even though I thought I could forget about all this, the anger I feel just by looking at them act like this makes sick.
"I will say this once, so listen carefully," I said, making him look at . "I am not a Morton anymore, so stop acting like I am your brother. You are a stranger to , and so am I to you."
With that, I moved away from him, walking towards Marine, who ca out of the castle with a woman in a beautiful dress.
"Lady Morton," I nodded my head in acknowledgnt as I looked at her.
"Eden," she called as she looked at , her gaze complicated.
And now that I look at her, she truly looks like Marine. Both of them have the exact sa facial features, except her hair isn’t purple but light brown.
"I will see you later, Mother," Marine said to her as she walked towards .
And Her words made smile.
So she accepted her as her mother.
Truly, I hate the Morton family.
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