Alwen Cris
As he began on steaming out, there was also something different as if something was a mask that was cloaking his real persona.
"Constantia…my beloved wife…please…lift it up…take me with you instead…I beg of you…I cause enough pain and sorrow…to everyone we dear…" he pleaded in pain as I watched him carefully being drenched by my Lacrimosa.
But what I didn't expect was to hear him plead to my grandmother and from that part, I realized that he was still alive, my grandfather was still alive. I couldn't believe that he was the real deal and he was standing in front of my mansion and in front of me.
"…I should be long gone…but you won't let me…please…lift the curse you put on me…take me with you…let me be with you…let me die…" he kept pleading to my dead grandmother which was his wife and what caught my attention was that he was being the curse of my grandmother.
