The weather was starting to get cold in general. Ren shifted in his place, as the pages were not laying properly due to the usual gust of evening winds. He turned and took the book in his lap. At that moment, he could not see the book in his hand or the surroundings. He was obsessed with the two-word name with great concentration.
"Demonic Angels"
The fact that his number was 7 created a strange feeling in Ren. It was filled with a strange and deep feeling towards the number 7. He couldn't give a name to this feeling. In fact, his heart ached, his chest tightened, and his eyes watered when he thought of the other emotions that this feeling created inside him.
Ren started to cry because of this feeling that he did not understand, and continued to wipe his eyes in vain. After a point, when he started to cry loudly, he looked for a reason for the chaos that had occurred inside him, but could not find it.
He cried and cried and cried...
After a while, he just put the book down and waited for the tears to stop. He looked at the sea view next to him and a little at the sky. Ren studied the recently ascended moon on the side. It took a lot of effort to distract his mind from the previous feeling. This wasn't the first time this had happened.
The same thing had happened at a time in his childhood that he can't remember. He woke up from a dream and started crying. His mother and father came to hug him and comfort him. His mother tenderly whispered in his ear, "Believe that in this world, someone stronger than good or evil, cruel, angelic, or even gods, is protecting you. Nothing can happen to you while you have his protection, my dear, please calm down."
Ren asked what had stopped the tears from flowing.
"Who is this person?"
"Of course your mother!"
With a stronger and more dominant maternal love growing within Ren, he was able to forcefully stop his crying.
Now, remembering that moment, he calmed down while looking at the sky. But he also knew that it would be much easier if he had his mother by his side. Her poetic words and whispering echoed in Ren over and over as if it had happened yesterday.
A few moments later, he wiped his face with a sigh as he looked at the book on the floor with his flushed face. Fearing to reopen the book and reawaken this strange feeling, he took the closed book and tucked it between his jacket.
To occupy his mind, he took out the so-called huge "gift" that Nuren had given him. What he took out was an envelope. Since it was already an envelope, he did not believe that this gift was too much for me, on the contrary, he always made fun of its size.
He looked around in detail before opening the envelope. He even looked carefully at the sharp points of its corners, looking for a different trace. At that moment, his presence was more important than what was in the envelope. He moved slowly for a long time, thinking of examining it even more, as long as his heart and mind were distracted from the previous feeling. But in the end, he couldn't stand it. He slowly opened the envelope and peered inside.
Inside the envelope was something thick. Although he realized by touching that what he did not know exactly was made of a material such as paper, he also realized that it was not exactly paper. Although Ren didn't understand it at the time, the little thing he found was a square cardboard. Old-fashioned thick and hard cardboard.
Ren was a little excited as it was one piece and showed the same characteristics as paper, but was thicker and durable. He realized that something like this would be very useful and valuable and decided that it would be a really nice gift. In fact, if he could find a way to produce it, he could make a lot of money.
Business thoughts flashed in his mind for a few seconds. But when Ren thought about the gift, he unfortunately thought that it was not overly beautiful as she had expected. When he took the cardboard out and turned it back, he saw the real gift.
A simple ring with a very thin metal surface.
Although the ring looked very ordinary, the symbols on it and the red stone on the ledge in the middle were very ostentatious. Clearly, the stone on it seemed to be the only important part.
Ren didn't know where this ring came from, its history, or its function. There was no other paper or note inside the envelope. Ren thought for a moment, remembering Nuren's words, and whispered.
"A gift from a family that's even stronger than Nuren's. But if this thing is of such great value.... what is it?"
And at that moment, the short name Nuren said to the gift came to Ren's mind.
"D.S."
Deciding to wait a while before putting the ring on his finger, Ren stood up and took one last look at the scenery. He slapped once towards the book in his jacket pocket, then hit him harder on the chest.
It was a reminder to his heart and body.
At that moment, he felt as if he was 90 years old instead of 9 years old. Sorrow in his eyes, a great sickness in his body and a woman he could not see.
He knew that this was the case, though not overly dramatic. A little dramatic, a little sad. But since it was all because he was weak, there was only one solution. He didn't talk about anything stupid and overly childish by saying "I need to get stronger".
There was only one solution:
To create his own way in this damned universe of impossibilities!
...
On the way home, Ren planned to prepare dinner right before his mother came home. After seeing a few children running around the clan grounds from afar and having fun, he entered his house with a smile. And he was shocked at the same time.
His mother was staring at her with a stern expression. Ren probably wouldn't have felt bad if it weren't for the expression on the woman's face, but that expression...was terrifying.
In the beginning, the clothes that suited the mother figure that the woman wore daily were gone, and more ornate clothes were replaced. If we forget that the clothes are newer and more stylish, they were in a low-cut style that Ren wouldn't think of with his mother!
Then the length of the hair changed. Her mother's long wavy hair had been cut short and now cut just above her shoulder.
And the most important thing! Eyes.
His eyes were wild and hard like a predator. Moreover, besides all of these, the way of speaking, tone of voice and even facial expressions looked different. Ren realized at that moment, although this woman looked the same as his mother, she was not the same woman.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time. You're 9 years old now. The time your parents gave me as my assignment is over. Now you're alone. Whatever you do, it's none of my business!"
Surprised, Ren started to think about what he had heard at first. He really couldn't understand. At the same time, he couldn't decide what to ask first. "Mother, what do you mean by the duty and time given by the family. What do you mean?!"
The angry and wild expression on her face changed as the woman pouted slightly. She looked like someone who felt like she couldn't even breathe from laziness anymore.
"I'm not your mother. I never was. It was all a mission. Now you can do whatever the fuck you do. Get lost!"
Ren felt even worse when he realized that the woman was purposely using short sentences that were condescending and lazy. Something was wrong. It was a miracle that the little boy didn't even faint from panic as his heart tightened slightly.
"Please (for God's sake.) Can you tell me what happened, Mom? PLEASE MOM..?!"
The expression on the woman's face did not change, but she slightly lifted her eyes and opened her mouth with the momentary interest.
"Your parents disowned you because of your sick birth. This happened right after you were born. Anyway, you were given to me. They gave me half of my payment. I was going to get the other half when you were 9 years old. I had to make you eat and drink and raise you with the illusion that you had a father or something. I did very well. Anyway, see you..
..Or we won't see each other! Just by."
...
Ren couldn't even speak. For a while, he tried to open his mouth between the beatings of his heart, which he felt throbbing even in his ears. He was able to shout at the woman who was about to forcibly leave the house. I mean, to his mother-or whoever..
"What's my family's last name!"
It wasn't like he was asking a question. All the energy he had accumulated in his body for several days had suddenly gathered in his dantian in his belly, then he threw his words out with energy like the scream of a wild animal.
It wasn't the loudness of his voice, it was his influence! And perhaps, and his strength had also increased. Ren had not deliberately tried it. It was just something he did instinctively.
The woman looked back at Ren with a smile, as if in a sudden surprise. There was not the slightest expression of affection or concern on her face.
"So you could even become a wizard with that sick body huh? Interesting. I guess you passed on something from your family. But you tried to threaten me just because you're a kid...
My dear, this sister is someone wanted to cut you into pieces a thousand times when you were a baby. If your parents hadn't given such strict orders, I would have killed you long ago. Did you think I would be afraid of someone like you?
"KID, SIT!""
This time, the woman had done what Ren was trying to do. But his last words contained so much energy that Ren jumped back and slammed into the wall heavily. Before he passed out from the impact, he saw that his mother - the woman - going outside with a laughing face.
...