Sweat started to run down my forehead. My new father, Sirius von Astrape, looked at me with purple eyes that were the same color as mine. My father had short purple hair and a white complexion, just like me. He was a large, muscular man who stood nearly 190 cm tall and resembled a warrior in every way. He was so gigantic that he resembled a gorilla. For years, the Astrape family has been full of warriors, with me being the only exception after centuries of existence.
"Orion, did you notice any physical changes in you?" My father asked me "Something like having more energy or even feeling healthier."
Phu... It looks like it was just a false alarm. But what does he mean about the change in the body? Apart from regaining my memories, I don't remember or feel anything.
"Sirius, is everything all right? What do you mean by "change in his body?" Mom asked Dad.
"Looks like he awoke it," Dad replied, smiling. "Bloodline magic of the Astrape family."
My father then formed a purple mana ball in his palm. He then slammed the ball into my chest. I just stood there, confused about what was going on, until the pain in my chest, or more precisely, in my heart, struck me. I clutched my chest in the area where my heart beats. The pain caused me to fall to my knees. My mother wanted to help, but my father stopped her. The agony went away after a while as if she hadn't been there at all. I stood up, and when I went to ask my father what he had done, I noticed that almost all of the servants were staring at me with a surprised expressions on their faces.
Some of them even had tears in their eyes. Are you so happy that a sick person is in pain?!!
Then I noticed my mother, who was sobbing as if she'd just seen the movie Hachiko for the first time.
You too?!
Only then did I notice that my body was covered in purple mana, through which purple lightning was flowing.
My eyes were gloved with small purple sparks. The mana that enveloped my body was thick. Maybe even too much.
"Father, this is..."
"Our bloodline magic," explained the father.
I didn't realize it at that time, but the moment I released all that mana from my body, I felt like one of the many chains that bound my body tore.
"Is it possible that it will help him somehow with his illness? .."
Mom asked quietly, with a voice filled with hope.
My father approached me and patted me on the head with an expression of relief and hope on his face. "[God Slaying Magic] comes in a variety of forms... so anything is possible."
Mom began to cry even harder and hugged me tightly. Until I almost passed out.
One of the things I know for sure is that Orion didn't inherit [God Slaying Magic] in the game. Did something change by me being here, or is this world different from the game?
I glanced at my new mother, who was still crying, and her father, who was comforting her.
I kept thinking if my family from Earth would have the same reaction and what would they tell me if they were here?
Pov. Sylvie
My name is Sylvie and I am the personal maid of the young master, Orion.
I have been working for a young master for five years. I've been with him almost every day. I've seen a lot of his sites. How cute he is while eating, or how cute he is while sleeping, or how cute he is while reading books. How can being human be this cute? He must be an angel!!
Unfortunately, I also saw all the suffering he had to endure.
Due to his illness, the young master was isolated from other people. His only friends were the servants who worked. I have always been worried about what will happen to the young master in the future.
I was afraid of what I would do if the young master ...
But today, a miracle has happened. For the first time in five years, I felt hope, not just for me but for everyone working in the mansion.
For the first time in a long time, Duke Sirius and Duchess Selene had a smile on their faces.
The young master alone had a sad look on his face as if something was bothering him.
After dinner, the Duke and Duchess gave goodbye kisses to the young master and I led him to his room.
"Do you want me to read you a good night's story?" I asked teasingly.
"Do you want to become unemployed?" With a straight face, the young master said.
Even if you're cold to me, you're cute.
I turned off the lights and wanted to leave the rooms when the young master spoke to me with a shaking voice.
I shifted my gaze to him. His, cold expression vanished and was replaced with a frightened expression. The young master looked as if he were standing in front of a monster. Even though he tried to remain composed, his hands and eyes shook.
"S-Sylvie could keep one light on, p-please." he said quietly.
I turned on the small lamp that was by the bed.
"Is this enough, young master?" After I turned on the light, he calmed down and his hands stopped shaking.
"Yes, you may leave now, Goodnight Sylvie," he said and covered himself with a quilt.
I left the room without asking any questions. For a brief moment, I stood in front of his room, listening to him mutter. It's okay, I'm not returning. It's okay, I'm not returning. It's okay, I'm not returning. It's okay, I'm not returning. It's okay, I'm not returning. It's okay, I'm not returning. It's okay, I'm not returning. It's okay, I'm not returning. "
This was the first time I'd seen him so scared.
He was never afraid of dark places.
He still behaved strangely tonight. He is usually happy to be able to spend time with his parents because they are often busy with work. But today he looked like he was trying to stay away from them.
It has something to do with his illness or ..