Chapter 182 Passed Downed Treasures!
Dante Charmons:
Gloomy that's all it looks like to me on this day as dark clouds cover the land, standing in a cemetery adorned in silver garb for this terrible and sad day.
The day that we bury a person that lost his life bravely trying to protect our home from Dardre scum that tried to wipe us out, that man that I can't believe is still gone, even though I'm looking at his lifeless body like everyone else present here at this funeral.
With no more tears for me to shed since I unleashed them all on that heart wrenching day, but with the first time ever for me as my heart is not sadden but ignited with a feeling like no other, staring intently at my dead uncle's body, clenching my right fist tight as I feel a since of revenge set in, I say to myself in my mind, you'll pay for what you did Mezo. And I swear no matter how long it takes; I will face you and I will take your life. This I swear deep within my soul.
An hour and a half later:
wrapping the ceremony and graceful burial up as everyone that was present at the mourning goes their separate ways, I stay.
Creeping slowly with painful footsteps at my uncle's resting stone, pausing my feet as I keep my head down in shame as I stare blankly at the ground.
unnoticing that I'm not the only one that decided to stay and grieve at the garden of stone slabs, walking over to me with light feet beside me, Suvo says with a deep emptiness to his tone but also still trying to be strong in front of me, you still can't believe to huh Dante. That...that...he's actually gone.
Not even looking at Suvo as my eyes still gaze at the tombstone, responding back with no liveliness' in my voice, I say, it just doesn't feel real. Uncle Vic was so strong, he's always...he's always...urrghh.
letting my words fade as I can't let the words come out of my mouth, finishing my dysfunctional sentence, Suvo says, he was strong. Trust me I knew. Silent for a moment as the whipping of the wind does the talking for us as we stare idly at Uncle Vic's head stone, building up the emotional capacity to speak once again, Suvo says as he takes two things out from his back, I'm about to take my leave Dante, I can't bear to keep looking at my dead friend's grave, but before I leave, I think Vic would want you to have these.
For the first time since being alone here with Suvo as I turn my neck in his direction, extending out his arms as he holds Uncle Vic's dual katanas, shocked at the sudden gesture, I say with hesitation, you're truly giving me Uncle Vic's blades...are...you sure Suvo?
Seeing that his eyes are still forlorn, but also filled with sureness in them, Suvo says with honesty, Vic would want you to have these, and out of the four of you Charmons boys, he would definitely want you out of anyone to wield these treasures he loved so much. So, with this I'm passing these down to you.
Reaching out both of my hands with my face contorting ugly at grabbing the blades as water starts to gloss up my eyes, trying to not cry anymore as I say my peace, I say, thank you Suvo. These blades that my uncle cherished so much will never leave me. This is my word.
End of Chapter 182