I didn't go back to the manor that night. I didn't really want to. Maybe I was neglecting my duties as an uncle or son. Or maybe something else entirely. I felt sick. A nauseated feeling crept from my stomach to my throat. Am I okay? Maybe I'm not and slowly losing myself. Have I been properly taking care of my family?
Maple: "Maybe this life wasn't meant to be. Aither, Dad, June, and soon Mom." I whispered to myself. "I just want it all to end. All my lives, they all end in despair." I drank the vial that held onto for so long. Something that destroys souls. I dropped the vial and felt myself slowly losing my life. "Finally, I'll be able to get some rest..."
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Danmachi x OC
FanfictionThis boy is 15 years-old. He is currently taking care of his deceased's sisters 3 month old twins, and his mother who has a disease that is incurable. He moved to Orario to put his adventuring skills to use after years of self-training and near deat...
