"Besides, I don't want you to mess up any further. My family's life could be ruined by the sap because of you!"
Ahio supported her chin with a Palm. "Your Daddy handed me over to government security forces. Do you know where they took me? The laboratory. I became a research subject."
"That's why I made my clone, even though it's not perfect for accompanying Daddy, so I can follow YOU, Ahio. I'll make amends for Dad."
Ahio groaned. Then take a breath...
"She committed suicide, are you sure you want to save her?"
"..."
There was no answer, the boat almost reached the place where a woman drowned.
Ahio stared. She swallowed a glob of saliva, and in an instant, the girl drowned before a man who owned the boat could help her.
Ahio turned to Lian, saw seeing angel of life plunge into the water. Next, Ahio saw a fine man jump into a deep, murky river. Even though no one knows what living creatures live in it.
"Stupid."
Ahio designed the scenario of a small whirlpool attracting two people at once, but it didn't appear at all. The angel of death pouted.
"Hah..."
Ahio saw that a man had emerged from the surface of the water and was still able to swim until he reached the edge of the boat.
"Tsk, it's not her time to die yet. Be grateful that good luck is still with you. If you commit suicide again, I'll be happy to take your life, sweet girl."
After that, Ahio disappeared and went to the next coordinate point, the place where Raein was being treated. The angel of death rubbed the back of a Neck. "I have a bad feeling," she said.
Even though she entered the hospital, she ended up standing still, unable to even move. Ahio's hunch was confirmed.
Right in front of her, Raein was sleeping in a luxurious inpatient bed without missing anything. That's what the term deathbed is called.
"Huh. So what, what are you going to do?"
Ahio turned to see Lian smiling scoffed, the way she looked reminded Ahio of the lowest point when she was bullied. Both in the 'mirror' world that she is stepping into and the other world where she lives, the real world.
Negative emotions build up until they turn into fatigue. Ahio looked down, face dark and deeply frustrated.
'Okay, this is done. I am sick of.'
Having gathered enough resolve, Ahio finished with that, she looked up.
"I kill babies, small children, teenagers, old people, adults, bad people, good people, rich people, poor people, homeless, beggars, women and men. I must continue to carry out my duties as an angel of death. Every time humans are destined to die, now is the time for Raein."
After saying that, Ahio moved forward to Raein's comfortable luxurious bed, she placed her hand on Raein's chest very gently, treating her as if she were fragile glass that had to be cared for so it wouldn't break. Look after it as best as possible because it is a valuable object.
Even though it is damaged, it does not reduce the level of preciousness and emotional value contained in the object.
Ahio withdrew the soul of the child she worked so hard to save, in the process having determined an advanced level. The angel of death harbors a great level of concern, Ahio develops an emotional bond, and she considers Raein her younger sibling.
The spirit of flying into the sky was deliberately given leverage by Ahio. The angel of death gently pushed her younger sister's soul to its final resting place.
Ahio spoke without turning around. "After all, she was a good little child. A little girl who was still pure and clean. Now she is in heaven."
The angel of death turned around. "She's in the right place, surviving only to get sick here isn't suitable for a nice little boy like her."
Lian was flat when Ahio passed her and left her.
***
"What? It's not clear, there's no progress, and it's stuck indefinitely?"
A tree ghost nodded, that very second Ahio was disappointed and she didn't bother to hide. She walked only to stop and turn around. "Find a way to keep Acier alive. If not, I'll send you to hell."
Ahio walked away.
Not far away, Lian stared straight.
***
"Okay, I see you have free time. Then let's do a spar."
Ahio looked up, the sunlight was blocked by Fathur's tall and sturdy body--protecting the angel of death directly or indirectly. It's up to you which point of view you want to use.
Ahio shook her head. "I'm in mourning, don't bother me."
"Are you sure?"
DEGH.
Ahio gasped, the vague sensation of talking to Fathur was the same as when Acier rebuked her using a tone as cold as a refrigerator, Ahio's eyes narrowed. "You have to be honest. You made a forbidden ritual so that I would imagine Acier from you, right? I'm not delusional, you were the one who provoked me."
Fathur's eyebrows were knitted together, his forehead furrowed. "It's your fault that you're easily provoked. I didn't use bait, but you were so obsessed with dead people that you made me a temporary escape object."
Ahio pouted. She waved at Jarvas. "Jarvas, can I come to a workout?"
Ahio walked over to Jarvas which was not far away, where Ahio was daydreaming was not isolated. It's not far from Jarvas' training ground.
Fathur raised his eyebrows and smiled faintly when he saw Ahio's escape. "She is cute and funny."
Fathur shook his head following Ahio's steps.
"Comfort your situation, angel of death."
"Um." Ahio nodded. Squinting his eyes as if assessing the shortcomings and excesses of Fathur's appearance. "Eh, you also dropped out of school? Are you serious about joining the Fathur sect?"
"Of course." Jarvas nodded firmly. "Hey, bro." He waved a friendly smile.
Fathur responded to the opening greeting.
In the end, Fathur supervised Ahio and Jarvas' muscle training. He secretly smiled.
***