"Old White!"
In the middle of the road, in front of a warm-looking house, a silver-haired young man was standing. From inside the house, a blonde little girl was calling his attention.
The silver-haired guy seemed to be irritated. Aside from being called 'Old White', there are plenty of reasons why he is in such a mood.
Old Wh- I mean Morbius went to the girl. "Elle, stop calling me Old White."
Elle, the girl as tall as his nipple pouted. She liked to call him Old White to signify their long-lasting friendship. "Okay, I'll take note about it... honey."
"Ugh!" Morbius could never take this kind of joke. Many people could hear their "sweet nothings".
"You're tie is crooked... honey." Elle knew that she is joking, but she felt embarrassed as well. She went to Morbius and fixed his crook tie.
While Elle is doing his tie, Morbius, an old geezer that is supposed to have a profound view of the world suddenly blushed.
Without thinking, Morbius muttered, "Is this the feeling of having a wife?"
Elle's ears could hear him and suddenly blushed and became beet red. 'W-wi-w-w-wife?'
Morbius caught her reaction and he became red as well. 'Morbius you shithead! You're being a fucking creep.'
For seconds, they looked at each other and didn't know what to do. Morbius's inner monologue, which was usually a minimal speaker suddenly muttered words so fast that it became indecipherable.
'Should I look away? Shit, you're 4000 years old Morbius fucking White. You are laying your eyes on a girl that could be your ultimate granddaughter. I am not a pedophile! Wait what is a pedophile? She's too cute. Wait! She's adorable. Fuck my hormones are undergoing nuclear fission! What is nuclear fission? Shall I go? Should I chop her head? Maybe I should kiss her? In the cheek? Forehead? Lips? Lips?! Kiss?! Morbius White clear your mind.
Wait, I'll sing a song... to calm myself.
It's a small world after all. It's a small world after all... Uhm what's next... Uhm... My fair lady.
I want to hug her all day.'
On the other hand,
'I want a house on an island for ten. Yes! We will make a very big wooden house with good ventilation. A farm of our own is good too. We could live our lives peacefully farming on an isolated island. Maybe I could build a school for when the islanders grew in population.
Wait! What am I saying?
Oh no! I am being a naughty girl. I want to bear his child... now. I want him now.
Look at that mature-looking jawline. Ugh! The chiseled body, wide hands, and veiny arms... gulp.'
"Love Pillar Reversal - Revert." said by an inaudible voice from somewhere.
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For the two, this might be the weirdest episode of their lives. Suddenly, they found each other lovely. Who would have thought that this would happen so suddenly without a warning?
"Okay, time is up! Time to stop playing. From time to time it is quite fun to return to the mortal world and twiddle with my powers. My Legend in this World has been long over but returning to this place will never be boring."
In the far sky where no eagles could reach and eyes could perceive, an old man with long hair exceeding his feet could be seen floating. If one observed his feet, it looked like it is stepping into an invisible platform. His hair is not affected by the platform though and it is freely falling to the whims of gravity.
He had his fun playing with the feelings of the silver-haired guy and a blonde kid. He is planning to go back to the place he came from when suddenly a realization came to his mind.
"White Uncle?" When the old man saw the familiar face he had played with a while ago, he gulped.
'He is alive? But, it had been thousands of years since I last saw him. I was a kid back then, but he did not age.'
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Thousands of years ago. Outside the walls of Belham Royal Castle, a young man with silver hair could be seen checking an extravagant carriage. The carriage had a familiar flag on it that brought a bit of frown on the young man's face. "Verdein Empire. Tch!"
Inside the carriage is a beautiful maiden that exuded the elegance of a goddess. In her priestess robes, every action, and inaction seemed to be fit for a priestess that she is.
The silver-haired guy stopped caring and calmed himself down. The carriage halted as it stopped in front of the gate for no reason. Usually, noble carriages enter the vicinity of the walls and drop the guest near the main door of the royal castle. However, in front of the gate, the priestess went out of the carriage.
"The Priestess of Verdein Shrine is here! Pay respects and receive our maiden." a burly attendant shouted.
Everyone nearby the carriage bowed down. "We have seen the Holy Maiden."
Like a queen, the priestess was received. This woman is Alma. The silver-haired young man gulped. Such a beauty that will never be caressed by a mortal's hand, that is the Priestess of Verdein Shrine. An entity that might be so near at the moment yet out of reach.
"Castle Guard, announce the arrival of the priestess and let them receive their guest." The attendant commanded.
It is etiquette for a royal guest to be received by a member of the royal family, but that is the case when the visit is announced. This time, a mere attendant dared to command the Castle Guard to pick up his liege to receive the guests.
This situation can't be helped though. An Empire is a stronger force than a Kingdom. That is more apparent in terms of the Belham Kingdom which is an agricultural country.
"You, don't be rude! You are merely an attendant, yet you act like an emperor! Do you want to overthrow the Verdein Imperial Family?!" Priestess Alma couldn't help but scold this attendant assigned by the Emperor to her.
'Heh... this young one is fierce. Is this the legendary "upholding justice" scene?' the young Castle Guard thought.
"I-I deeply apologize for my mistake, Priestess!". The Priestess might be a young woman, but her reputation and status exceed even the princes of the imperial family. Being a Legend, her prestige is greater than her political status.
The Priestess doesn't seem to be satisfied. She called three men and signaled them. The three men went to the Yosuf and restrained him. " Kill this man. He committed a grave crime of treason. In the name of the Gods of Verdein, I declare him guilty of attempted usurping of the throne. He who possesses the treasonous mind shall be killed by draining of blood and be offered as the tribute to the cleansing of this city."
'Woah, this chick is gonna purify Milleta. Interesting. She's good looking too bad she's the unreasonable type.'
The man pleaded, but he was taken away by the three men. For what transpired after that? No one knows.
"Castle Guard, state your name." The priestess approached the silver-haired castle guard. The castle guard looked at her and complied.
"This man's humble name is Eustas Flinch, Priestess.", Eustas answered politely. He is cautious and tried hard not to offend the Priestess in front of him.
This guy might have a different name, but he is actually Morbius White and the one with the name Morbius Hunt.