(Serules/Seer 3rd Person POV)
The seal starts to glow and then his body starts to heal, the burn marks that were previously there are gone, and his lifeless eyes now have gained a tiny bit of light.
The next moment he wakes up and looks around.
(1st Person POV)
The sense of dredge creeps within me as I slowly get my scrambling head back in place. The first thing that greets me is the horrible smell of what seems like burnt rotten eggs and milk. I look around and see many burnt-dead bodies. The skin is charred or burnt off, I resist the urge to throw up because the manor is still on fire and I don't want to inhale all of that smoke.
I take one last close look at the bodies and I see something that shakes me to the core.
The face of the burnt body is undeniably my father, even though half of his face was burned off I could tell by his face and his body.
This time my heart started to bur, and the only thing I could do is hang my head and cry, and that is exactly what I did, It didn't matter what was happening around me.
For the next 30 seconds all, I could think of was how it could have been different, If I was stronger or realized there was someone there all of this could have been avoided and we all could be alive and happy, but I know I have to accept the fact he is dead.
The only thing I can think of is Angelica, did they take her or leave her to burn, If I left her or she got taken I could live with myself anymore.
So I looked around the manor or what was left of it, I had to dodge falling rubble and make sure I don't breathe in the smoke.
After looking for her in my room I found her laying under my bed in sword form. She must have moved when she heard a commotion. Normally she would go to her master and help but she must have been told to hide.
I finally run out of the manor and make a straight shot toward Zequena forest. The first thing I need to change is my hair, I look at myself in the reflection I see my blue hair all ruffled, my seafoam green eyes have a darker tint than usual.
If I want to change my identity the best place to start would be changing my hair color, even though it is common to have colored hair, I don't know how to dye my hair or the magic to change hair color.
So I am sticking with this hair color. I am planning on making a shelter in the forest for now and putting what I learned from my parents to good use.
I make the makeshift shelter, pick some berries, hunt some small game, and make myself a meal out of it.
The only thing I can think of is the memories of when I was six and we all went to Zequena Forest to teach me survival techniques and what to do in emergencies. All the good and the exciting things that happened on the trip reappear, us sleeping under the makeshift shelter and snuggling, all the horrible jokes my dad made, the small talk, and just family bonding time, and the next thing I know I feel horrible.
It is now dark out and I lay down lifelessly under my shelter with a leaf blanket covering me.
(Seer thinking to himself while laying down and trying to sleep)
This is all a bad dream, right? I will just wake up in my cozy room, and see my parents when I exit my room. It won't be my fault they died, we could do so many more things. Go out more, and spend quality time, yeah It is just a dream, nothing bad happened.
My mother is the strongest person in the kingdom there is no way something like that would happen, why am I even imagining something like this?
My father would just quiz me about more business techniques right?? RIGHT???
I sit in denial for about 5 minutes and then reality hits me hard, everything sets in and I sit here laughing, and then I laughed so hard to cover my pain that I started crying.
The anger, sadness, and regret resurface, I thought I got over it but when I saw my mother die, my brain was working overtime and the stress of being the main reason my mother died was making it so I couldn't comprehend everything.
I couldn't sleep, for the next few hours the only I could do is wallow in grief. I finally fell asleep and I woke up and felt that my cheeks were dry when I woke up.
I stabilize myself then the only thing I can do is stay inside this forest or try to find someone in the city that will give me a job or take care of me. The chances that happen are very slim, but I will go into town with something covering my head just to check on things that are happening.
As days go on, it gets harder for me to sleep, the memories of my mother getting impaled with a sword and dying in front of me, then seeing my dead father's burning body as I sit there with my head laying down and just sitting there lifelessly.
So the time when those memories reappear, I just train it doesn't matter if it is with the bow or the sword one of the ways I can cope with it is by training.
All the emotions are filtered through and training gives me the motive to keep on pushing myself, to improve to make them proud.
The sword style passed down to me from my mother is the closest thing left of her besides Angelica. She hasn't talked to me these past few days, maybe to give me space or to sort out her emotions.
The next day when I came back from hunting and started cooking a meal, Angelica finally started talking. It was pleasant, the talks fill me with something I lost. Love she talked to me and we loved each other, she never explicitly told me our relationship but she did tell me our relationship is more like a brother-sister relationship. She informed me that because mom died I can form a contract with her because when she died the contract dissipated because the mana in her soul is gone.
After that talk, I go into town and I see a gorgeous lady she is, 6 feet 4 inches (194.04 cm), with Crimson eyes, Jet Black hair that goes down to her back, Pale glossy skin, D-cup Breasts, Black One-piece dress.