Ell calmly raised a knife. Took a slashing stance, stabbing the knife into Darius' heart.
The whole cycle of pull-out life, was presented nicely in front of Ahio in a fine scene of a treater-covered mini-opera. The form of years of ugly drama that has become obsolete.
Ahio was fed up, the contents Almost of her stomach churned upwards and gushed out, emptying not only the food but also the sight of disgust.
[Darius...!]
Air bubbles filled with water mixed with blood droplets held Ahio in A Place. Wild roots wrapped around Ahio's hands, feet, neck, and body, making her a lifeless display statue unable to move even an inch.
Can't move.
Overall the foreign objects blocked Ahio, pinning that body down like an ancient beautiful princess bound by fate trapped in a tower for life.
"No...! Please don't, you can't die...!"
One day Ahio's voice came out.
CLASHCKHHH.....
Ahio fell in a futile attempt to run to break the red thread of fate. Struggling with all my might, almost dying only to end up falling to the ground, dust. Balls of sticky wet dirt taking the function of glue scattered messily along Ahio's lips and cheeks.
Dirty and tired, Ahio's appearance was not worth looking at.
"Oh Lord..."
Ahio's tears fell by themselves, against orders, not will, nor brain instructions, what was clear was that Ahio was crying and she didn't know the reason for her doing this.
In front of Ahio, Ell collapsed, blood throwing up fountains. The stomach gaped open and the blood gushed out like water splashing.
Ahio looked up, a Monster's clawed hands were stained with blood. Everything is clear, including scenes, and how to finish. Only then did Ahio's spirit realize that she was being protected by a monster ghost, as well as a black hole sucking Ahio's life force fueled by Ell's soul.
That was all that was visible before dark, hugging Ahio lovingly, not letting her go any time soon. A possessive embrace.
'Darius.'
Ahio closes her eyes in peace, dies in peace too.
***
One of Day feels like years of closing your eyes. Princess Snowhite was sleeping soundly without showing any signs of waking up, which was exactly what happened to Ahio.
Heavy eyes filled with glue hold the eyelids together.
The opposite of direction.
Ahio was awake up, a healthy body does not lack anything. Sit leaning on your own back. Everything looks good, the light intensity is suitable, it doesn't hurt the eyes, and it gently massages Ahio's visual nerves.
Girl don't mind struggling for a long time to be embraced by a new, unfamiliar type of comfort.
"Ugh."
Ahio gripped her throbbing head, her ears were ringing, she had a familiar headache since she found out she had hypertension, which was exacerbated by vertigo, then was like a chronic disease.
Ahio could vaguely feel strong hands massaging her head extra carefully, enough to make Ahio's fragile feelings swell with affection. With special care, Ahio feels needed, and as she is quite important in someone's life.
Someone who deserves her version of a happy story.
A gentle massage sent good effects right to the sore spots and Ahio contentedly purred gratefully.
It doesn't improve completely but reduces A Pain quite A Bit. Ahio purred preening receiving gentle care.
"Eh, how long did I sleep?"
"Three days."
Ahio glared, her eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets. "So much!?"
Ahio's head throbbed. "Ugh, I'm still sick."
Darius carefully placed Ahio in the patient's ward. The Hanserheart Mansion is multifunctional, one of which is a hospital.
Pletak!
Ahio patted her head hard, of course succeeding in drawing Darius' extreme response, glaring and promising to kill Ahio if she did anything further stupid.
"You are crazy!?"
"I don't know, am I lost in the mirror dimension? Answer me, or I will kill myself now."
Darius held Ahio's two hands on the right and left of her head respectively, confining and blocking stupidity that would harm that girl.
"I am Darius Acier Hanserhert and you, Ahio Isme Hanserheart are my mate. Do you remember? It's impossible for your brain to be damaged. On the battlefield your head was not injured."
Ahio pouted. "I don't know whether you're real or not. Maybe, I'm dreaming."
"You stupid." Darius poked Ahio's head in a kind, gentle way, more to convey love, not to hurt. Darius's index finger pressed the center of the girl's forehead.
"Hah..."
"Then how is Ell? She couldn't have died so easily."
Ahio froze for a moment in shock at the random question that came out of his mouth without proper preparation.
'Whatever, if Darius goes berserk, I'll pretend to be sick.'
Ahio grimaced but stubbornly did not take back his words or change the subject.
"He's not dead, he's just dying. Critical in hospital."
Ahio's head throbbed. 'Ugh, I shouldn't have thought.' The slightest action invites a bad headache.'
'Darius is sweet when insensitive and cruel. Thank you, Moon Gooddes.'
"Hah..."
Seriously, Ahio 'should' be relieved to know that the bad guy Ell is lying weak in the hospital. This is almost impossible good news. Therefore, when the news spread, Ahio might have to give thanks for the good blessings.
"Yesterday Mom came, she was very worried about you. You are considered a biological child, I'm happy you get the love you deserve."
"Now don't move, what do you want to eat?"
Ahio gaped. "What do you mean I can't move?" he looked at her suspiciously, misunderstanding Darius' excessive affection.
Ahio honestly didn't bother to cover up his discomfort, because Darius was very classless.
"Chocolate and apple, wait a moment."
Darius decided on his own leaving Ahio even more confused. After staring, all that was left was to roll his eyes lazily to see Darius's strong, murderous hands twisting and nimbly peeling the skin of an apple.
Ahio didn't want to wait any longer to get the chocolate.
"Greedy babygirl. Be patient, idiot."
"Hehehe."
Ahio accepts the chocolate given by Darius, failing to independently take the chocolate for herself.
*****