11. The essence of blue rose and the boy from the past

The essence of blue rose and the boy from the past

Illeon's Point of view:

On my way, I stopped in front of the laboratory room. To this day, I still remember the whole thing. It's still fresh in my mind.

A memory that, until now, still haunts me.

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"It's all a lie, isn't it?" He sat on my bed, and I caressed the album of all the people important to me. I just sat on the floor next to my bed.

"Believe me, you are not a child; these are us, your disciples. He lifted my chin so that I could look at him with tears in my eyes. "Disciple? How did you become my disciple?"

"When you weren't in our lives, I wanted to continue this project, but..." He held my cheek and caressed it." When I'll be given the time to have a child, I told myself then, I will be a good father to my child, and I will trade all the things that I want for your happiness."

my happiness? But why, in the past years, couldn't I be with you completely? With the love and care I wanted, why didn't I even feel it fully? Why do I need to suffer my mother's hatred for me?

"But still, why did you do this? Those were my friends. Those are the people who put wonderful colors in my life. I don't want to lose them just because of happiness," I complained to him. If he really wants to be good to me, what is his reason for doing these things? Why does it seem like I don't want to hear it but need to?

"Because I want to make you happy, child." I couldn't believe his response. "Happy? Do you think I'm happy like this? That my parents are dead and my friends became crazy because of your experiment?

"Don't you like it?" I shook my head.

"I want to. I really want to wake up from this nightmare. He grabbed my shoulder, but I just shrugged it off. "Heart, they will look up to you and worship you; you will be happy with what I did to them; they will never hurt you."

"What is the cure for this? How can I bring you all back to me? I want a normal you, not this crazy thing!" But his answer was only blowing air. I just cried so much and hugged the album.

No!

Dad just looked at me.

"Pa, don't say that you don't know the cure yet. Or maybe there really is no cure."

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"I will find you a cure; I will bring you back. I will bring you back, I promise."

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I can never bring back yesterday. They are long dead. So I have to bury them in oblivion and leave them in the past.

My tears are already falling. I didn't even notice it. I laughed out loud and looked at the small liquid on my thumb.

"You still follow me everywhere. Are you not going to disappear? Are you just going to stick together for life?"

These tears are a symbol that I have done nothing at all for the people I love. I am very weak.

As I was talking to myself, the sound of large shoe heels came towards me. All the noise in nature was covered only by the noise of the shoes behind me.

"Don't move; just stand up straight. I wondered at him, but I followed. Why? I don't know. I think my body has its own control, and it just stopped because it wanted to.

I just felt his hand on the top of my head. I immediately faced him, and we almost lost our balance because he was also shocked. But later, he smiled slowly.

His smile is not forced, fake, or full of lies. And his eyes do not play with people. "The lizard got into your hair, so I took it."

He is still smiling. And he showed me the lizard.

Jay-Ar Torpin. This is the first time we have been this close to each other. that just a few centimeters away, we will collide.

'And I don't know how I feel. I just realized it now. With me being this close to people, it may be harmful to many. But what is it? Why did I just feel this now? And even in humans.'

I gave the expression I always show, then turned him away.

Strange. It's refreshing. Why did time seem to stop earlier? Where did that lizard come from?

Why do I feel like he's not telling the truth?

I looked at him and saw him at the window stroking the head of the lizard that landed on my head. And until then, the smile on his face still hasn't been removed.

3rd-person point of view

His hand was full of bright chains. It is still asleep.

"It's unusual, man; you look like someone in this world. It's terrible. There are still ugly people living among mortals. He turned his arm around his shoulder and glared at him.

"Don't come near me. You're nervous." Vincent said to him that Cleof was just laughing at him.

"Are there cases like this, Kim?" Evade spoke. Kim looked intently at the man, who looked just like Vincent.

"It's a common case for mortals to have the same face, but for us, something like this is a rare case," Kim replied, standing up and going to the table to get some water.

"Having a look-alike in our world does not mean death in the life of a life, especially if they are related by blood."

"Twins... That means... I don't understand. Please elaborate."

Kim looked at Cleof as if the man was just joking. Cleof just swallowed and did not meet her gaze.

"When you're among mortals, people have seven similarities, but with us, only one can survive if it has had several partners. And the one that should survive is the strong and intelligent. Besides that, you also have something special that makes you unique among your same faces. But don't worry, Vincent. The person you caught is only human and has no connection to you."

She got used to Cleof again and frowned.

"Save for nothing and anger at our expression, you know how to laugh, Cleof, but I still love the untruth."