Writerfrommars

Antonio had a difficult life. and then he died. And then, then the goddess of love and life, Aphrite gave him a new one. 

This is his story. 


So volume one is the previous version and volume two is the rewrite.
*rewrite is susceptible to differing plot.

I died and woke up in an otome game (BL)

Grandfather Alphard and Grandfather Julius are here again. Invading my space. Disrupting my life. My depression. Alphard makes breakfast and coaxes me out of bed as if the most natural action to take, whilst Grandfather Julius simply throws me into the bath and shoves this strange red liquid down my throat.


I'm scared. Of me. For me. And Irene, my new brothers Craven and Sher. For Juli. Goddess, Juli! She's so young! Too young to lose a mother like this. Not that I'm much better, awakening some strange magiks and abilities in my blood, causing my grandfathers' to coddle me. And feed me strange mixtures and drinks.


My hair started darkening at my roots, and it stayed like that for many days, before slowly going back to that grayish-white I've grown used to.


First Drake, and now Sheri...This life may seem better, but in the end, the only difference is that I still have Irene...and I'm not being starved and abused.


Might be a big difference, but what's the point of living if I don't have the people that make me want to live.


Chapter 37 : There shall forever be blood on thy hands