A Portrait of a Witch

Chapter 9: You're Me

D-Damn It' As Izach Cursed In His Thought. One Of His Arm formed a fist. While He Frowned.

"U-uncle??" A Voice of Young Girl Entered Izach's Ear. Her Voice was Filled With Worries As Just As Izach Looked at her Empty Face.

'What kind of Face Should I Use?' as Izach Think, He Was Afraid of What He Should Do. Fear of not Meeting a Childs Expectation a Fear of Failure a Fear of Being look Down Upon. Continuously Eat his Mind.

-'What'

-' How Should I Answer??'

-' N-no'

-' How can I Explain it to Lily?'

-'N-No!!'

-'H-hi-'

"Uncle!!" As Lily's Voice Entered Izach's Ear. Izach Snapped back to Reality Due to Lily's Voice.

"W-what is it lily?" As Izach Answered While Putting A Grin on His Face. ' I-I Shouldn't Be Spacing Out.' As Izach Reminded Himself.

"W-what Happened U-uncle?" Lily's Voice Was Filled With Concern For a Child Like Her Seeing an Adult Like Izach like This.

'D-Damn i-it, W-why A-are Making H-hear this...' As Izach Said To Himself as He Clicked His Tounge and His Expression Darken.

"A-are you Okay Uncle?"

"Y-Yeah L-Let's Go" As Izach Said. While He Gave a Short Glance as and Smiled. Then he looked at the Road Ahead Avoiding Lily's Empty Face.

As Izach And Lily precariously Search For Lily's Mother. Izach's Gazed Remain Infront as He Hold's Lily's Small Hands as They Both Walk At the Busy Streets of the Capital.

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As Izach And Lily Walked At the Busy Streets of The Capital Izach's Heart Began To Race. As His Heart Beats faster and Louder As Each Step His Vision's Slowly Turned White.

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<Creeeeeeaked>

'This Again Huh?' Izach Said to Himself As he Gazed at the Door of His Bedroom.

[Young Master?] A Young Made Slowly Entered Into His Bedroom Delivering A Tray for Lunch. As The Maid Slowly Entered the Room She Saw A Young Child. The Maid let Out a Deep Sigh as She Gazed at the Young Lord.

[Here Is Your Favorite Lunch Young Say "Ahh"] As The Maid Slowly Spoonfed the here Young Lord.

'How thoughtful' As Izach Gazed at The Maid And His Younger Self. he Walked Slowly Looking and Waiting for the Young Maid to Finish Feeding His Empty Body. He Took a Closer look at His Younger Self.

<Tsk> Izach Clicked his Tounge As he looked at His younger-Self. 'I can't Even See my Handsome Face in this State? How unsightly?" as he Sneered at His Younger Self.

As he looked at his Younger Self he Let out a Sigh. 'Wasting my Childhood Moping Around? How Fun They Said?' As He Thought to Himself, he Regretted Wasting his 1 year of His Life Moping Locked in a room without even Flinching or Moving.

'If only That Accident didn't happen I Would've Been Happily Playing Around.' As he said to himself. As regret filled his mind but there was nothing he Can Do? time had passed by, There was no turning back. As he Slowly walked to the Couch he Always Sat on For The past Years.

Izach Comfily Sat down on His Couch staring at The Maid Feeding His Younger Self.

"*sigh This is boring." As Izach Said while As he Stares at the window behind him.