CaptainUdon00

Love exist in many form almost in all relationship. 
There are love as sweet as honey, as bitter as kale, as sour as pickled lemon, as salty as salt.
There are love as deadly as a black hole, with no future. 
There are love as passionate as fire unable to be extinguish.

People always have different meaning and understanding of love.
Some people say, “love is when you build up each other.”
Some people say, “love is when I press myself into your back at night and feel our future.”
Some people say, “love is comfort in uncomfortable places.”
Some people say, “love feels like coming home.”
Some people say, “love is when someone starts to take up space in your mind.”
Yet, none of them could really describe what love is. 

Love exist and yet it meaning remain unsolved.
While it is simple in word, however it is complex in action.
Love make a person happy, sad, and mad at the same time.
The obsession, the burning and mixed emotion that one felt when they are in love will always remain a mystery. 

How do you fall in love?
How do you fall out of love?

Aretha, the fruit of love between her mother and her father, blessed by the Angel of Death, grew up among the dark reality of the world. The love she has to go through filled with thorn, walking the long path away from happiness. Yet she earn for a love as warm as sun. The same love she used to feel with the family she love. 

“Ella, I know how badly I had hurt you, but I love you so much to let you go. I rather die than to be apart from you.”

“Then you should just die.”

“Aretha, anything you want, I will give it to you. I shall grant your wish however you pleased. If it the world that you want, I will bring the world to your feet.”

“I don’t need it.”

“Aretha, do you really have to leave? Can’t you stay, here, with me?”

“There are people I need to protect.”
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The Nameless Puppeteer

"What do you mean feign ignorance, My Lady?" Lloyd said, shrugging his shoulders.

"I supposed I do not have to hold myself from asking," Aretha replied, and asked the maid to serve them warm tea.

"Whatever within my knowledge, I shall be sure to give you the most satisfying answer if that were your wish."

"May I know the principle of the magic you used to control a person consciousness?"

"Hmm… You might say it was the same as going into the person house, tied them up, blindfolded them, and searched all around their house to our heart content. Oh, no, not to our heart content… only for some limited time."

"Was it their soul, or their mind?"

"Their mind, where the subconscious and conscious lies. Taking control of their soul would go against the nature of a human, and was considered immoral to rob away a person's free will. Well, that was impossible to begin with, I mean, to take control of a person soul."

Chapter 52