Bruno took a deep breath, trying to calm himself again. Before, he hadn't paid much attention, but it seemed his personality wasn't the only thing that had changed in his idiotic brother. The aura of death around him made it clear that he was a legitimate evil cultivator.
Bruno knew very well that he was no saint now, but the image of the little boy a few years younger, who followed him and played in a distant past, wouldn't leave his mind. This master Almin had found was karma that Bruno and Alm had planted in this current life.
'Well... like attracts like. The past can't be changed, but from here on, let's make him follow a different path.' Bruno murmured mentally, trying to accept reality.
