"In the end..I lost control over myself..I nearly turned Ataraxia into yet another destroyed nation..A nation that reminded me all too much of Khaenri'ah"
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"Father..!" Aether cried out of sheer joy as the figure infront of him stood Danafor.
The Lucian Archon chuckled in amusement, reaching his holographic hand over to the blonde male giving him a pat in the head. "Did you need me, my child?"he asked.
The said blonde nodded his head, trying his best to cover up the bouquet of primroses behind him while the Lucian Archon took a seat on near his companion, Visha.
"Well then..What is it?" Danafor smiled.
Aether slightly shaked nervously before presenting the beautiful bouquet of flowers, mostly consisting of primroses, in his hands.
Danafor's gold eyes slightly widened at the sudden gift before smiling at the boy, his eyes shone softness.
With his holographic hand he reaches out the bouquet of flowers, chuckling slightly when the boy infront of him had his eyes close as if the Archon wasnt going to accept the said gift.
"Thank you, Aether.." Aether's golden eyes snapped open as he smiled brightly at his sworn Father.
"You are most welcome, Father!"
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Aether sighed sadly as he looks down at the nearby window. The memory just now was one of the very few moments he cherished the most with his Father.
Even if he was talking to a hologram.
"Aether of Ataraxia.."... "The Crown Prince of Ataraxia.."
"Our supposedly Elder brother!"
Those words left the blonde outlander baffled.
Who were those children he saw that day, and what was his relationship with them?
"Father.." Aether muttered..
"Did you perhaps blessed me with..younger brothers?" he continued as tears began to form and slowly dripped down his smooth face.
A sob escaped his mouth as he tried to muffle the noises. "Why..?" he silently cried
His blonde locks that were untied from its usual braided hairstyle began to fall into his shoulders like silk, he brought his knees to his chest and used his arms to cover his face
"Why am I still Aether of Ataraxia..? The Crown Prince of Ataraxia..?"
"I want to go home..!" he cried a little louder, as he started to scratch his arms out of frustration.
Aether jolts as he hisses in pain, getting his face out of his arms.
He noticed that the earing that was given by Danafor had glowed and sent out a beam of light the moment he started scratching himself.
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𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐲
Fanfiction(Sequel to His Solidarity) After the close call of another Forbidden Rule, Ataraxia remained its glory now that the Archon of Night has returned to perform the duties he has failed to do under the influence of the Evil Abyssal creature, Night Terror...
