A sudden confession

It was raining and at the outskirts of Freor, village of the vrakings, a young couple was training. Both had a crimson hair and golden eyes, yes, the two of them were the children that born on that midnight when a pair of crimson lightnings fell.

Despite being twins, they had different characteristics. The girl was a little taller than the boy and her appearance was impressive. She had long hair that reached to her waist and at the same time, it undulated freely with graciousness as she moved. Her golden eyes were a bit darker in comparison with her brother. She had a soft and smooth porcelain skin, while her tender lips were small and cherry. She was so beautiful for her age that wars will start to gain her favor.

On the other side, one could see that the boy was strong as some of his muscles were defined. His crimson hair was tied with a single ponytail that moved from one side to the other. His golden eyes were clear as if you could see the sun through them. His skin had a sand tone, and with his other traits, he was like a fierce young god.

As time went by, their training intensified while the rain was falling. Both were sparring against each other with their bare hands. Suddenly, the boy threw a punch followed by a kick from his left foot. The girl dodged the punch as she intercepted the kick with her right foot. Immediately, the boy retreated a couple of steps before throwing himself into his sister waist. As soon as he grabbed her, he was hit on his back by the elbow of the girl. Seeing that her brother loses his balance, the girl freed from his grip and elegantly, she moved to his side and kicked him on his stomach.

"Agg!!!" he cried in pain.

"That´s all for today Einar, sorry about that last kick" the girl said.

"Sorry my ass!!! You did it with purpose. Don´t you, Nilsa?" answered Einar.

"Hahaha, you brat. Let´s go, we still have some time before our parent´s return." said Nilsa as she walked into the house.

"Don´t call me brat, we are the same age!!!" Einar roared.

"Ohh, yet you still lost" she said giggling.

"Next time I won´t. I´ll prove it" he replied with a serious voice.

"Oky, oky. Come inside and let your big sister help you recover with her body" she said with a seductive voice as her hips moved while she entered the house.

Stunned for a few seconds, Einar stood in the ground. After understanding her last sentence, he run towards the house not caring for the little pain in his body.

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[Einar POV]

As I heard my sister saying that, my body froze, and all I could keep in mind was the last part of her phrase. Quickly, I stood from the ground, not paying attention to the pain in my body, and run into the house.

Inside, I took off my shoes and left them at the entrance. Hearing the water run in the bath, I increase my pace. When I reached the bathroom, the door was open, and I saw Nilsa sitting on the edge of the bath while she was naked. Captive by her beauty, I fell into trance as I appreciated her body.

"You like it?" she asked.

"Mmm" I muttered while moving my head up and down.

"Glad to know, but before entering the bath, you should wash yourself first" she said.

Heeding her words, I took a bucket full of water as I sat on the stool at the other side of the bath.

Using a sponge to soak my body, I turned my head towards my sister a few times.

[I love my sister, not as a brother but as a man. I can´t remember when I started to look at her as a woman. We have always done everything together. I mean, it´s true that we live with our parents but, most of the time it´s just she and me] I thought for myself.

When we were children, mom and dad used to spend more time with us. They taught us how to speak, write, read. When we were eight years old, dad showed us how to train our bodies with a weapon cultivation technique. Since then, Nilsa and I have been training under his guidance.

This cultivation technique allows the user to specialize on a class and weapon after breaking through the first level. Why? Because the body needs to be tempered so it can withstand the power of the class and, since some weapons awaken a type of soul that brings them to life, they require the user's energy to exists. That's why the first level is the very important for a weapon cultivator. It has 5 stages: strength tempering, muscle tempering, viscera tempering, bone endurance and finally, blood transformation. However, we can still use weapons in the traditional way, but we can´t specialize yet.

Anyway, having spent a lot of time with my sister, I started to have feelings for her. She not only is an outstanding beauty but also, her talent is above mine. I´m not jealous of it, quite the opposite, it makes me proud having a stronger sister. Sometimes, when we go to the village, the other youngsters try to bully us, but my sister always defeats them.

The adults always look us with fear, and they tell their children to avoid contact with us because, we are cursed. I don´t understand it, how are we cursed?

According to them, when we were born during the annual festival, crimson lightnings fell and the elders that were helping mom, were wounded. Also, the color of our hair and eyes are different from everybody in the village, even from our parents.

As a result, almost nobody interacts with us, however, there is an exception. One day, as Nilsa and I went to buy some flour in the market, a group of youngsters surrounded us. We tried to fight back, but they were stronger than us. While they were beating us, two people appeared and defended us. I was able to recognize them as the strongest juniors of the village who have their cultivation at the blood tempering stage.

"Are you ok?" one of them asked with a feminine voice.

"A few bruises, but nothing serious" my sister replied.

"Hahaha, you are good despite your cultivation" the other said cheerfully.

"Thank you. I´m Nilsa and this is my brother Einar" my sister introduced us.

"What beautiful names, I´m Elin and that boy is Gerd, my fiancé" introduced the girl.

"Nice to meet you and thanks for the help" I said.

"No problem brat, next time you just have to hit them hard. If you ever need help feel free to ask us. Normally, we are hunting in the forest, but you can also find us at the base of the statue where we help the village children with their cultivation" Gerd said while stroking my hair.

"Thank you, we appreciate it" my sister replied.

Time passed, and we developed a friendship with Gerd and Elin. There are some days that we go to the village and train with them or just spend time talking.

As I was remembering these events, cold water fell into me. Turns out that while I was absent minded, my sister has been calling me. Since I didn´t reply, she decided to spray cold water over me.

"Aggg, cold" I said.

"Hmph. That happens when you don´t pay attention to me" Nilsa said with a bit of resentment.

"Sorry, I was on deep thoughts" I answered.

"Ohh. And what was is it about? How I beat you or about your sister body?" she said seductively.

"Neither of them, I was remembering the day we met Gerd and Elin" I said a bit melancholy.

"Mnn... and?"

"Well, I was thinking that it had always been just the two of us, but now we have two friends"

"Yeah, before it was me and my little brother, now we are not alone" she said as she made a gesture inviting me to enter with her the bath.

Once inside, Nilsa started to massage me. She started with my shoulders, followed by my back and finally my head. Then we sat together enjoying the bath. After some time of being together, Nilsa said:

"You know, Einar? I don´t care if we have friends or not, don´t misunderstand me, I like talking with other people but, I like spending my time with you"

"….."

"Do you remember the day that you stood up, with blood flowing out of you, as you tried to defend me from the giant wolf? I do, and it was that day, that I realized that you are an important person in my life, and I don´t want to be separated from you. I love you Einar"

".…."

"When I realized my feelings for you, I decided to be strong enough to spend my life with you"

Surprised by her sudden confession, I was stun, and without warning her lips touched mine.