When we, My sister and I, were born. My parents decided to choose from either of us both and take care of it. My father took my sister and my mother, forced to take me. My sister who rarely had any moments to spend with mother did not know her as I did. And I'm thankful she never knew. My sister was the strongest primal demon but she was still my lil sis. Someone I had to take care of.
"(Farrae)...You saw my message. Thanks for coming. I know that we are at war but I just had to meet you. I bear so many questions in me. I want to tell you first that I love you. And I am grateful you are alive and have grown into a beautiful woman. I didn't know you were in this mess too. But I know you are doing good. You are my daughter."
"(Brown)..Calm down, Pepito. The truce only lasts for an hour. It doesn't change anything. And, I know how you got here. And for your questions, you get only one strike."
"(Farrae)..Okay !! I get it. You don't wanna talk to me. I get it... I've got so much question, though..Okay...Okay....One question.....Are you okay, B ?"
...that...I wasn't ready for. When my sister died. I questioned everything. I asked myself how was I supposed to keep up. I was at the end of the road. And my mother never knew it. My sister dead and a mother who only cared about herself. So much that she didn't see us at all. That's when I decided to do it. I parted my own way to find salvation and to one day, end the war my sister fought for. But with time, my goal changed and I simply wanted to end them all. I don't have the power to but soon, I will. I just need my sister's heart.
To be continued.
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