Nine years ago, Chari made up his mind to leave the clan. He said no goodbyes or gave any farewell embraces.
He simply vanished.
It was something he was determined to do, not just out of necessity but to prove to himself how much he was willing to sacrifice for the sake of his goals.
Aliana was an amazing mother and the clan was comfortable. Maybe that was what fueled his resolve to leave?
The moon clan was the pinnacle of living in the southern continent. He needed to live among the commoners to understand them better, to tell what they felt and to live the way they lived.
Although he knew deep in his heart that a part of him felt undeserving of the lavish life he was living. What had he done in his last world to get a mother like Aliana? To live life that was akin to living as a prince?
Nothing.
Everyone he had tried to save was gone, his parents, the other officers, Vanessa…
Chari let out a sigh.
