Chapter 4: Ares

Delicious Cakes, they seriously couldn't come up with a better title?"

Absolutely astonished by the owner's creativity, Sol really was tempted to find another bakery, but the only problem was that he couldn't find the one he previously saw. It's like the bakery completely disappeared from this world.

Of course, the other reason could be that Sol is just very bad at navigating, but he would rather think it's the first option. Standing at the front of the store, which, was actually quite big compared to the other buildings around it. Seeing how big it is, Sol could only hope that the cake is actually delicious and the owner wouldn't scam him of his hard earned money.

Shaking his thoughts away, Sol slowly walked up to the door, opened it and heard a similar tune, similar to when he first walked into his presumed "sibling's" work place. Looking around the place, Sol was not disappointed by it's appearance. The floor was made out of white marble tiles with veining patterns on them, as well as being polished. 

The owner is surely rich to be able to afford this luxury.

Astonished by the luxurious tiles, Sol wanted to turn back to avoid stepping on the beautiful tiles, but god knows how long it would take to find another bakery. Sighing, he could only move forward and hope that the cake wasn't too expensive. 

On the shelf, there were a variety of cakes, but he noticed one was made of chocolates with fruits on top, with white triangle patterns on the side. Deciding on that, he told the worker what he wanted, and was surprised that the cake costed one rallod. One rallod is equal to twelve pence, and fifty-three rallods is equal to one lekcin. Though this is still expensive for a cake because usually it would cost about nine pence, it's still worth it for the size of the cake and the ingredients. 

Thanking the worker, he quickly left and decided to head to a house to visit the person he was the most familiar with before heading back to his "family's" place.

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Staring at the house, Sol scrutinized the massive Georgian house, made of stone and bricks. with a small garden on each window and a statue spewing water at the top on each side of the entrance.

I really envy this man sometimes.

Shooing his thoughts away, he noticed a shirtless, but shredded man shoveling the dirt on the massive lawn with a worn down hoe. A smile creeping on his face, Sol was about to shout, but decided to instead run up to him to give him a hug, despite the man's body drenched in sweat.

As Sol reached the man, the man was too immersed in shoveling the dirt, he didn't notice someone behind him. As soon as Sol was about to embrace the man in a tight hug, the man suddenly grabbed Sol's arm without looking, and pulled it hard, lifting Sol until eventually doing a 360 and falling on his back, in front of the man.

"Oh Sunny! It's you!"

"Who else would it be? Your father?"

"Ah, don't be like that you jerk, you know I can't let my guard down, even for a second in this hellhole."

"I know, I know. I'm only joking/"

"We may need to redo the lessons like the good ol' days if you are going to be thrown that easily."

"NO! NO! I was joking, don't do that, please!"

The man's name was Ares, Sol's best friend ever since he was 3 years old and Sol has never met anymore more talented and intelligent than Ares in fighting. He is so talented that the higher up in school wanted to help him graduate by the age of eleven, but decided against it for some unknown reason.

Well that's what he says but the real reason is because despite being very intelligent with martial arts, this man's flaw is that he's dumber than bricks. Sometimes, Sol is convinced that a newborn baby would be a great rival for this guy in an intelligence test.

"Oh come on! It wasn't that bad man, it shaped you into a better man, didn't it?"

"All those "lessons" were just you beating me up..."

"But it made your body much more sturdy, didn't it?"

"Yes, it did, now please lets go somewhere else, I need a favor to ask of you."

The lessons that Ares talking about is martial arts lessons from the man himself, and despite Sol complaining, he was able to become very proficient in martial in a span of five years, where it would take other practitioners over a decade. Of course, Sol himself is also gifted, but not as much as Ares. Thankfully, Sol has common sense too.

As the two were walking away from the gigantic house, Sol didn't beat around the bush and told his best friend that he was murdered. Thinking Sol was just joking, Ares laughed and started patting his hands on Sol's back, before slowly stopping realizing the seriousness on Sol's face. 

"But you would be dead right now, no?"

"That's what I'm confused on, I really don't understand how, and I also don't seem to remember Leia and, uh, the little girl."

"Then how do you remember the name you damn liar!"

"I coincidentally went to their place. It looked very familiar so I went inside but I really don't remember them."

"You coincidentally went inside? Bro, it must've been the ghost. It's not like you've just met them, they have literally been with you your whole life! Bro, you need to forget about living in your house for now, and go and stay at their place."

With a disbelieving look on Ares face, he clearly thought Sol was messing with him. But what could Sol do to prove that he was telling the truth? Also what ghost? That was never even mentioned in the first place...

"Of course! I was planning on leaving for work, but ever since I met them, I need to investigate what's going on. I'm not entirely sure if they are my family, but something is definitely going on."