A Heart Filled Hug.

Once Amara had spoken to her master, she walked out of the room with Disislava and King at her side. She sighed as she still did not believe that she was at all in the wrong. After all, she only laughed at something funny which did not hurt anyone.

As if reading her thoughts, Disislava smacked Amara on the back.

"First of all, this personality of yours is all our fault. When we took you in as our student we knew you had troubles. You were barely a person as you had a single-minded goal to get stronger. You trained every moment of every day with all of us leaving you no time to grow as a person.

Even now."

Amara rubbed her back as it was true. She did not have much time to really mature emotionally since her childhood as a child soldier. Her only thoughts were to survive, grow stronger, and destroy anyone who wronged him, and defeated the Abyss.

Now, things were different, but not by much. Amara sighed as she leaned on a wall.

"Master, what do I do? Just as you say, I am barely a person. I have no hobbies, I have no friends other than King, I don't desire anything other than power, and I have no goal other than to return home."

Disislava walked over and pulled Amara into her embrace.

"That is all for you to find out. You have a beautiful chance to learn what it means to be alive. You have parents now which you did not have before. You have no war to fight, no world to save, and no reason to focus only on power. Also, you call our world home, but what about this world? Is this not a home for you?"

Amara went silent and pulled out of the embrace. She looked at King who looked back at her.

"Not really. I only have a few people I care about in this world and besides that, I have no attachment to it."

Disislava was curious about something.

"How about this body? Why have you not just transformed back into a male? I know you can do it?"

Amara chuckled as it was true.

"My life as Draven came to an end. Now, I am Amara and when I die, I will once again reincarnate and gain a new name and form. So, might as well get used to it."

Disislava sighed.

"What about family, children? Will you marry a man now that you are a woman, or marry a woman?"

Amara shook her head with a small smile on her face. There was a good reason as Draven she never married or cared about women or men.

"No, I can never fall in love."

Disislava smiled.

"Of course, you can. Everyone can fall in love. You just don't understand or found anyone special."

Amara stopped smiling and explained.

"No, I cannot. I gave up that emotion as a price?"

Disislava understood but hoped she was wrong.

"Explain. What did you do?"

She was serious and not happy at all with Amara. Some abilities, spells, and rituals sometimes cost something. Sometimes it was sight, taste, or even an emotion or feeling. Sometimes they cost the ability to use magic or even your soul. She now understood but hoped it was not true. No matter how many times Amara was reborn, if she gave it up as a price she would never fall in love.

"When I was learning under Be'lakor, the Demon God of Murder to learn his ability, Murder I had to pay a price to learn the exact same ability. Not an imitation, not a copy, he taught me the original and unbound power of Murder. I gave up the ability to Fall In love at the price.

I shall never marry, never date, never feel attraction to anyone, and never have children. As long as I still know the power of Murder, the price shall stay. I would have to give it up to regain my ability to feel love."

Disislava frowned more than angry.

"Then get rid of it. I know you still have our blessings in your soul, but you need to cultivate them back to use them. Give it up and gain your ability to love again."

Amara shook her head.

"No. You might not know this, but Be'lakor said this ability has the highest compatibility with me. Giving it up would be a great loss, I am not even losing anything important. I still care for people, I still appreciate my family and friends. I am not uncaring, I just can't fall in love."

Amara walked off with King which made Disislava look at them both. Abyssals like King also could not feel the love that made her feel terrible for Amara. They were siblings, friends, rivals, and equals.

'She will never for the rest of eternity feel what it is like to fall in love. I hope she does not come to regret it one day in the distant future. For her sake, I hope that Abyssal stays with her.'

Finally, after Amara, Disislava and King began to walk out to meet back with Amara's parents, the servants began to look their way. Many had seen how angry Amara had been so they did not think to see her again so soon.

Some had even been prepared to hear of the young miss running away however here she was with a smile on her face. At her side, King walked with a prideful gate to his steps, but no one knew who Disislava was.

She was walking next to Amara and from the look of it was very close to the daughter of Sirzechs. Amara walked out of the manor to find her parents which was not hard. They had a very unique signature as their Demonic Power was massive.

Finding them was easy, but once she and her parents saw each other they went quiet. For one, Sirzechs and Grayfia had just punished her and they did not know who Disislava was. The Spirit King was currently using a spell to hide her magic so she felt like a regular person.

Amara broke the silence.

"Mom, dad, we need to talk?"

Sirzechs still holding Rias in his hands decided to hear out Amara. Her punishment would stand depending on what she said.

"Alright, what is it?"

Amara placed her hand over her chest and took a deep breath. She lowered her head to look at the ground before she said her piece.

"At the time, I found the situation funny. Sorry, I can't help it, I am cynical, however now that I have given it thought I understand why you were so mad. Camelot could have killed or injured Rias and she is probably traumatized for life.

Instead of helping, I just laughed which is by far the worst thing I could have done. As such, I am truly sorry for not stepping in. Though, now you two have to hear me out. I am 10 years old, if I cannot return to the forbidden realm for 5 years, my future growth will be at risk. I need to go there one way or another. So reconsider my punishment to be something else.

I don't know maybe make me sit through Noble classes or something. No, I got an idea. When Rias gets older, leave her training to me. I will make up for my mistake through my actions. I just ask you to give me any other punishment."

Sirzechs had never expected her to both apologize as she had never done that before for anything. Not even for punching Nobles, but she was truly desperate. He walked to her and hugged her.

"I can see how important this is to you. Fine, if that is how terrible this is I have a new arrangement. You can keep going on your journey, but you must return for any parties, events, and regularly talk to us. You also have to promise to not punch anyone else at these parties.

Amara smirked.

"I will not punch anyone who keeps their hands to themselves."

Sirzechs rolled his eyes.

"Accepted."

Grayfia walked over to the group hug. For some reason, they knew that Disislava was right there, but they were looking over her. That was a simple spell she used on them. They were too young and too weak to resist even with this weak homunculus body she was using.

She broke the silence at last.

"So sweet, I knew you had it in you, Amara."

Now both Grayfia and Sirzechs were looking at her. Neither had seen her before so they were confused. Sirzechs stopped hugging Amara as he looked at the blue-haired woman.

"I don't mean to be rude, but who are you?"

Amara walked out and introduced Disislava in a way to not arouse suspicion.

"She is someone I met in my travels. Her name is Disislava, a traveling mage that I contracted while I spent some time on Earth with MacGregor Mathers. She is teaching me human magic while I teach her more about Demonic Power."

Disislava waved with a smile on her face.

"Little Amara here summoned me to ask for my advice. As she is a little stunted emotionally I had to be the one to explain all she did wrong."

She covered her face with her right hand before sighing.

"My wayward student summoned me to complain about how to mean her parents were. She said she wanted to run away with how they were unfairly treating her. I had to explain to her why she was wrong and only after I explained multiple times did she understand she was wrong."

Amara's eye was twitching at this shameless old Spirit King. Hearing that made both Sirzechs and Grayfia turn to Amara with frowns on their faces. Grayfia reached out and grabbed both of her cheeks.

"You little brat. I am not mean to you."

Sirzechs nodded.

"Yeah. This was the first time we ever punished you."

Amara pulled away and laughed a little.

"She is joking you know."

They both turned to Disislava who was holding her gut laughing.

"Sorry. I wanted to break the ice a little. Though I did have to explain what she did wrong though. Be more understanding of her as she has her own difficulties. I am not her mother, but you are. So, please look after her a little."

Disislava held Grayfia's hands with a smile. She knew how much Draven or Amara had suffered, so she wanted her first true parents to be good ones. Grayfia nodded.

"I understand. Amara, you are right. I forced you to wear what I want, I try to force you to think like me, but you are not me. You are your own individual with your own ideas and wants. So, tell me, what do you want to do?"

Amara looked at herself and smiled.

"I like this dress, but in the future let me dress how I want. If I want to wear a dress, you will design it. So, in the future, just hear me out before pushing things onto me."

Amara reached out and took Rias into her arms.

"Sorry, Rias. I promise to be a better aunt in the future."

Rias reached out and hugged Amara.

"It is ok."

Sirzechs corrected her.

"You do know she is your aunt, not you."

Amara waved him off.

"I am older, so I am the aunt."

Amara handed Rias to Sirzechs and began to leave with King at her side. She wrapped an arm around King's neck and bumped her head against King's. The Abyssal did the same as they both walked back to the manor followed by Disislava.

'Come on King. Let's try to not kill all Nobles who will annoy us.'

King snorted as knowing her, she was the one who was the bigger risk. Disislava smiled as she walked with the both of them. When they were far away Disislava began to speak again.

"Amara, I think after this I will go explore for real. This is a good opportunity to learn new things. What about you?"

"We will go on a journey quite soon to get stronger. I plan to relearn by Desolation Magic and reawaken all of my blessings. Even the World Tree one. Just because King has the main part of it, does not mean I cannot relearn it. We are soul bonded, in time we will become even stronger."

Disislava nodded.

"When you are ready, I will start teaching you more about Spirit Magic. I know everyone back home will put you through the books."

Amara nodded.

"I will be ready."