Uuquth

This story begins when a sorceress woman was killed by the citizens of the Deak kingdom, this woman left a son named Oxton Stakudz o protected from the dark magic, no one ever imagined that Oxton Stakudz the sorceress's son would cause so much damage and his magic would be considered a threat, but before all that Oxton Stakudz had his reasons for his hatred of humanity

Oxton Stakudz GAME

Her arguments simply make sense to you. You nod along with Eugenie, while the news anchor tries to trip her up. Her agenda is showing clearly. This is not good journalism. The whole thing seems rather desperate.


You look away from the projection and your attention shifts briefly to an unopened envelope on the table. You wipe your hands and pick it up. Probably another bill you can't pay.


You leave the envelope back on the table, still unopened, and fix yourself your usual morning beverage to wake yourself up.


You pour the boiling water onto the teabag, let it brew for a couple of minutes, and then add the milk.


The smell is strong and familiar. It's the little details that can make or break a day, isn't it?


You are sipping your tea, when your holo buzzes with an incoming call. A face pops up in the lower right corner.


Hello," I say, rather flatly. Giving nothing away.


"Nico Lúcio Santos, hi," she says. "Listen, I need a favor."


Always one to weigh your options, Nico Lúcio Santos, aren't you?" your ex-wife says.


It sounds more like a compliment than a reproach, so you let it slide.


"So, anyway," Veronica says. "I need you two to be at my place earlier today."


She avoids your eyes. "In…an hour?" she says. "Unless you want to go to the teacher-parent meeting yourself."


"The school's on the other side of the city! Not exactly on my way to the office."


"That's why I need you to be here early," she says.


"And you're only telling me this now?" you ask.


"Come on, Nico Lúcio Santos," she says, an apologetic look on her face. "I'm working two jobs to get by. I forgot, all right? Cut me some slack."


There is a pause in which neither of you speaks. You think of…


And then, whatever was keeping the two of you together ran out. You were over and you knew it. What happened then was inevitable.


"I gotta go," you tell Veronica. "Francesca needs me. I'll do my best to be there on time."


"Sure. Go. I'll see you in a bit, yeah?" Veronica pauses. Then, she adds: "You're a good Daddy, Nico Lúcio Santos."


Uhm…yeah," you say. "Sure. Thanks?" You terminate the connection.


You make your way to your daughter's bedroom. The rain outside is slowly easing up and the sun's coming out.


You knock lightly on the door before you walk in. "Did you call me,…


Daddy, I saw that dream again," your daughter says, cowering under her blanket.


76