𝔖𝔬, ℑ 𝔊𝔬𝔱 ℜ𝔢𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔡

ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 40 - 𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔦𝔳𝔦𝔩𝔦𝔷𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔚𝔦𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔞 𝔊𝔬𝔡

𝔄𝔫𝔡 𝔗𝔥𝔲𝔰, 𝔖𝔥𝔢 𝔖𝔞𝔫𝓀
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Ulric

I hated my parents. I hated how they leave without any notice. I hated how they don't give any attention to me. I hated how they came home with another child. A sister of mine. I hated how forgotten I am.

I was once an only child. But instead of being doted, I was merely just another existence in the house.

"Ulric, take care of the house. Alright?"

I hated how they value their research work than us. Their literal children. Their own blood. I hate their work.

If I burn one of your research, would you stay here?

"I can read your expression—"

"Of course, Mother. I will make sure the house stays clean and orderly," I nodded, with hands behind me.

"Uhuh~, I'll leave everything to the big brother then~," she shuffled my hair. She equips her robe on top of her showy dress.

"Dear! I told you not to wear thin clothes!"

"I want to!"

"We're researchers going to Al-Qasr! It's a hot climate! What would the desert elves think of us?!"

"They'll think I'm a sexy researcher~"

"Oh Deus Ulrae, why is my wife like this?"

"We're still leaving Eden Garde~, I'll change when we reach Naukratis and study the pyramids."

"Change. Now."

"Hmph! Fineeee~"

"Finally."

Aalis na naman sila at kami na lamang ni Seref ang maiiwan dito. Seref's still three. Can't they just leave when she's a bit grown? If Seref won't recognizing them, then they should realize it's their fault. Kung aalis nga lang naman sila, sana hindi nalang nila kami ginawa.

Their love of their pursuit of knowledge is hindering their needed attention to their children.

'They'll abandon you.'

'Forgotten, you will be.'

Thousands of voices echoed inside my mind. A mix of fear of abandonment, loneliness, and hopelessness started to emerge inside.

'They will never return.'

No, they'll be back.

'Destroy. Everything.'

It was the start of malice. A sign of a 'disease'. In scientific terms, 'inpedimenta et corruptio manae'. A disease prone to Mystics when they succumb to malice, when filled with rage, when overcome with negative emotions, and when their mentality is unstable.

I closed my eyes and concentrated. Don't spread. Don't spread. Think positive. Forget the past.

Get a grip, Ulric.

"They'll come back to us," I said to myself, a child, to have faith in the Goddess and to never be consumed by negative emotions.

But in the end, I was just convincing myself. Telling myself not to despair. I was afraid. I do not want to lose faith in our God. I do not want to be a carrier of malice because of my pent-up emotions.