Descendants of the Gods

Chapter 75: Retribution

LONDON CANVER'S Point of View

I wish I could've been stronger.

Fighting is never my thing, but my twin brother Paris enjoy that. Katulad ko lang ang mga kapatid ko na hindi nae-enjoy ang madumihan at mabahidan ng dugo. And most of all, we hate getting hurt.

It's like a children of Aphrodite thing. Paris was like me, like us. Ayaw niyang nadudumihan at gustong gusto niya magmukhang presentable sa lahat ng okasyon.

But things change. He still likes keeping vanity, but he also  start to wonder about the beauty of war. Ewan ko ba sakaniya, Kuya became fascinated with fire and he realized how good it felt to fight.

Ever since then, he trained and became the strongest among all of us.

Marami rin akong mga kapatid na katulad niya ay mahilig rin sa pakikipaglaban. They are the type of fighters who likes to be beautiful and graceful, as if they're starring in an opera with their as an instrument.

They would steal the spotlight in a battlefield. All they need is the light itself to shine down on them, highlighting every move they make.

I'm not interested in this type of thing like my brother.

Nang makapasok ako sa Acropolis, ginamit ko ang oras ko sa pagpapaganda ng sarili ko. I'm always conscious about my looks, so I do everything to be presentable.

My classmates would hold blades and guns and then there's me, holding brushes and hair curlers. I'm decent in combat, but I'm not like them when it comes to strength.

Hindi ako nakitulad sakanila na ginagamit ang oras sa training. Though technically I am training, just not in the art of combat, but in the art of visual beauty.

While their hands are full of scars and callous, mine is soft.

My face is my selling point. It matters to me the most.

But now, I regret not spending my days becoming strong liek them. Sana nag-training ako. Sana nagpalakas ako. Sana nagsanay pa ako lalo sa paggamit ng espada.

I wished I'm on par with River, or my brother, or even just a tiny speck of Theon's power.

If I'm just a tiny bit stronger, could I have saved her?

Kasama ko pa rin ba si Shirra kung... mas malakas ako? Kung mas pinili kong makipagsabayan sa mga Hellenes kaysa sa mga kapatid ko?

Alam kong wala nang magagawa yung pagsisisi ko. There's nothing I can do that can bring her back. Mahirap man tanggapin, but at the end of the day, that will always remain true.

But I still want to avenge her. Shirra doesn't deserve to die so quickly. Bata palang siya, bata palang kami. We planned on making so many new memories together... but they took that dream away from us.

Hindi ko man siya mababalik, sisiguraduhin ko na magbabayad ang mga taong pumatay sakaniya.

A war cry escapes my lips when I jump and raise my sword. Hinahabol ko si Onda sa hallway at sinusubukan ko siyang atakihin.

She should've been at a disadvantage. Tumatakbo siya at nasa likod lang niya ako. Hindi dapat siya makakailag.

Pero nagawa niyang gumulong palayo sa akin kaya hindi siya naabutan ng espada ko. I grip the handle tighter. I'm going to make sure this blade grazes her skin, even if it's the last thing I do.

Naririnig ko ang pagtawag ni Aether sa akin mula sa likod. Hindi ko alam kung bakit sinusundan niya ako kahit halata namang labag sa loob niya na makipaglaban sa kaaway namin. But I can't be bothered.