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Chapter 12 - 12: P

After 2 months, the Port has become lively again. I could hear the merchant's cries as they sold their goods to the locals, and for the first time, I finally knew the taste of fish...

About what happened that day... I still don't understand what those words mean, was I dreaming that time or...

Bump!

While I was zoning out amidst the busy crowd, I accidentally bumped into somebody, I turned to look who it was and I saw a tall man holding a wooden cane with long dark hair, pale skin, and scars scattered around his body.

"A-are you okay Mr?" I asked the man who seemed as if he wasn't a local to the city.

The man turned around with a nervous expression.

"Oh, I'm sorry about that... age has truly gotten the best of me." The man chuckled

I got a better view of the man and he also had scars scattered around the man's elegant figure.

Old my ass...

He looks younger than me!

"Old? But, you look so young..."

The man said with a deep comforting yet threatening voice, "Oh you flatter me, child"

Have I heard this voice somewhere...

The man looks at me closely and he brushes his hand on my cloak...

"You... you're a soldier?" The man asked curiously

"Uhm, yes I am... I'm not officially a soldier but I could say I helped a lot on reclaiming the port..." I replied nervously.

"Ah, I see... also, child have I..."

"seen you somewhere?" he asked curiously while looking at me with his multi-colored eyes...

I also get a familiar feeling yet...

It's so odd...

"I think not..." I replied nervously as the atmosphere started becoming denser...

"Oh, I see... well then may I ask for your name?"

"Felizch, just Felizch I don't know my last name," I replied to him as my heart started beating rapidly...

What's with this guy...

His eyes...

Whenever I look at his eyes... I feel like someone is slitting my throat!

I froze in place as I stared at the man's eyes, his left pupil as bright as the flames and his right, like the color of blood... I waited for a reply which felt like an eternity and I heard the words...

"My name... "

"Is...."

"Schubert" The man replied in a casual tone

He looked at me worried as I was frozen in place gazing at the man's eyes...

"Are... you okay Felizch?" the man asked.

The man snaps his fingers and the sound of his snap echoes throughout my head, I suddenly snap out of the delusion...

"Oh! Uhm, yeah nice to meet you Schnitzel?" I nervously replied while I reached out for a handshake

"It's Schubert..." The man replied with a disappointed tone...

"Oh! I'm so sorry, Mr. Schubert." I said with a nervous tone while I continued to reach out for a handshake.

The man with a nervous expression shook my hand, in a moment while shaking my hand the man was left with a timid smile as he gripped his warm hand tightly to mine...

"S-sir, are you okay?" I asked the man...

"Oh, uhm... yeah I'm sorry about that" he chuckled as he let go of my hand...

That was weird...

"I have a habit of gripping my hands tightly when I shake someone's hands, please don't overthink it." He replied with a genuine tone...

"Oh, I see, well then... I'll see you around," I told him as I waved goodbye to the man

He too waved goodbye to me with a genuine smile paired with his sharp threatening glare...

митенки...

Argh... it's happening again... those words... I don't understand!

I tightly grip my head as I continue walking to the corner with a hazy vision...

доза...

Stop it!

"What's wrong child... something the matter?" a deep familiar voice asked as I turned my direction to see it was no one...

"There will be no breaks..."

"Continue meditating..."

What? Who the hell are you?!

I grabbed the empty bottle of wine from the dumpster and I slammed it at the window in front of me...

"Get out of my head!" I shouted with a timid look...

Фелич...

"Felizch!" shouted a voice as I felt a pair of arms gripping my shoulders tightly...

I turned to see that it was a woman wearing a gypsy's clothing...

"Who the hell are you..." I asked the unfamiliar woman with a weak tone...

"I'm here to help you, Azrael has led me to you..." the woman replied...

I observe the woman's pale skin as my vision starts blacking out...

Plink...

Plink...

Plink...

Where am I...

I quickly sat up with my chest thumping faster than light as I looked around the dark empty room... I get a grasp of the floor to see it was made of a dark liquid I haven't seen before...

"Felizch... when will you heed my call..." the man with a dark ragged hood asked...

I stood up to slowly approach the man to take a better look at his face yet he grows a pair of dark wings with eyes on it to cover his face...

"You... have no right to look at me..." The man replied in a ragged tone...

"Those eyes... are you a caine?" I asked the man...

"Thou shall not compare me to those fowl creatures, for I am no beast!" the man shouted as he glared at me with his uncanny pupils glowing a purple glow...

"Then what are you?" I asked curiously...

"I am who I am" the man replied

A ray of sunshine shone in between my eyes as I quickly woke up gasping for air as I felt a burning sensation in my palm... I looked to see a symbol of the trinity with the words written "Ductu ad mortem" I looked around to see the woman sitting down next to me while tying up her gray hair.

"You're awake..." she replied as she looked at me in the reflection of the mirror.

"Who are you?" I asked her with a confused tone.

"I am your sister," she replied as she looked at me with her purple eyes.

upon hearing this I quickly got up and bursted into laughter as the thought of my family ever being here never crossed into mind.

HAHAHAHA!

WHAT KIND OF BULLSHIT IS THIS?!

BAHAHAHA!

"Oh, you really made my day woman tell me the truth who the hell are you?" I asked her while bursting into tears after laughing so hard.

"I am Aki Aventrine, I am your sister." She told me with a serious face and a demanding tone.

"Bullshit you don't even know where you left-"

"Mother left you in front of the walls and we watched as a geezer picked you up, no?" she said with a serious tone.

I froze in place as my joyful expression turned into an expression of rage, I stared at my sister with hatred in my eyes and I wrapped my hands around her neck.

"What the hell man?!" I shouted as I choked her, she stared at me with an expressionless face.

"You, you left me alone in the fucking walls!"

I shouted as I gripped my hand tightly to her neck with the intent to end her life...

Swoosh!

I suddenly felt a whip-like figure with thorns around it wrap my neck as It pulled me away from her.

"Not the family reunion you expected huh..." she said sarcastically while he rubbed ash in her fingers.

"Rot in hell bitch!" I spat at her face, she rubbed my spit away from her face and slapped me as I felt little bits of my saliva rubbed across my face.

"Shut up, don't speak without knowing the details," she said as she rubbed ash on my ash forming a symbol of a triangle.

"What the hell are you doing? I shouted as she continued writing letters I didn't understand in the chest.

"I am saving you from that man," she replied with a serious tone letting go of the thorned branches in my neck...

"What, Schubert?" I asked confused about the situation.

"That Schubert you know, isn't Schubert." she seriously replied

The symbol on my palm starts glowing as she utters the man's name...

"He is Sloth..." she replied with a timid look...

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Laughter roared around the dark alley of the port as Schubert gripped his hands tightly while laughing like a psychopath.

"He's immune to my touch!" He shouted while he continued laughing...

"Calm down General, jeez touching someone isn't that big of a deal isn't it?" the young boy replied

"I want to feel it again... how it feels to touch a human being, Felizch I Acedia, will keep my eye on you starting today!" he said while laughing hysterically...

"Afraid of using your real name hm... General, why did you swear on the Sloth's name?" he asked curiously...

"It's because The Sloth wants a pint of that boy's power, oh Angel of Death... I will soon take a grasp of your presence!" He said with a manic look in his eyes as he took off his contacts...

"Azrael... Brother of Azazel I will grasp of your presence soon!"

—𝑬𝑵𝑫 𝑶𝑭 𝑽𝑶𝑳𝑼𝑴𝑬 𝑶𝑵𝑬—