I returned home to Alice and her aunt to continue my peaceful life with them. Not long after, the underground tunnels were found and the news started to run through the town: Human traffickers found dead and their boys and girls they held hostage were dead as well, people were conflicted on how to take these news, since it was perceived as a good thing for the dismantling of the criminal organization and a tragedy for the death of the children.
Also I came to learn the name of the girl I was held with, Alice, just like my adoptative sister. Irony is a word too small to describe how I felt learning this.
I'm not sure I'll ever get over killing all those kids, they were innocent, the first innocents I've murdered. The worst part is how easy it was.
- Brother, can we talk?
The worried expression on Alice's face made. e feel uneasy. Though Alice was only 16 she's grown to become a beautiful elf, her blond hair shines under the sun and her blue eyes can break down any man's walls, including mine. I've had a little crush on my adoptative sister for a while now.