The Dark History (1/3)

An hour passed in procrastination and walking around in the palace without direction.

Ryan ambled through the corridors with a sigh.

Where is Kaelith… why can't I find that little woman in the morning ever?

No matter what he said or did, Eleanor's words had rattled him. 

It made him a bit on edge. 

Ryan had learned that his own soul was "incomplete" until recently. He learned that from Seraphina's Bond—that new knowledge about his own condition had made him feel nothing. After all, he already had a Class, so what if he used to be a cripple so far?

He hadn't lingered on the thought.

Then—he had also come to learn about Seraphina's hidden trauma about her belief that "she had 'eaten' that missing half of his soul." 

Understanding her trauma had made him feel a gentle stir of sibling affection. What a funny sister; she was walking around with that in her head all these years?

Like sis, be chill. 

Like fr, fr.