Fate's Worst Children: Destruction

Chapter 2

The place that Han guards is like a palace. There is no other creature that helps him organize things but... Well... Arete can't help but notice the ghosts carrying the books.

"... Are they literally ghosts?"

"Hmm?" Han turned to where Arete pointed, he raised his index finger and Arete saw a white figure forming there.

"WHAT IS THAT?! IT'S CREEPY!"

"These little helpers of mine come from my life force." The man smiled, "I'm all alone in this place so I'm working in a way to have a companion."

"... Are they similar in my world that possess the bodies of a living people?"

"No. It comes from my life force, so my little knowledge and magic flowed into their figure. They are independent." Han tossed the white figure to her, it's squishy like a marshmallow, "Imagine the thing or creature you want to see, it can be reshaped. Remember, even if what you can imagine is non-living, I can make it move."

Arete closed her eyes. She focused well on what she wanted when she was young. She could feel the form of the white figure in her hands changing.

"Whatever your heart says, that's what you will follow. It takes a lot of effort." Han added, "Now that I'm in a good mood, my little helper that you're holding has a positive aura."

Arete felt that while she was doing this, it made her sweat. Almost everything that happened in her youth is blurred. She tries not to think about the traumas she went through. With that age, her patience must be wide. She should be able to separate things that doesn't help her.

"Don't think about the past that breaks your heart. Think about the memory where you are happy."

'... I'm happy... When have I been happy?'

"I don't know what it's called but this is my gift to you, Arete!"

"Bunny stuffed toy! Thank you!"

The man knelt down, "No matter what situation we have, don't blame our creator for why you were born in that situation. Don't shout why because sometimes we lose control of what we say. Do we understand each other, Arete?"

"Yes, Papa!"

Arete opened her eyes and widened when she saw the bunny stuffed toy that her father gave her when she was a child. She immediately hugged it tightly.

"What's that called?" Han asked.

"Oh.. It's a toy for kids. It helps you sleep."

Han came closer to observe the structure of the stuffed toy. He put his hand under his chin and couldn't quite imagine what materials were used there.

"Uh... Han?" She dropped the stuffed toy as it struggled in her arms.

"Hmm?"

"Can you tell me about this place? All I see is books. Are there only books here?"

"It's called a library."

"I know what a library is." Her eyes twitched in annoyance.

"Why are you still asking if you know it?" He grinned.

"I will kill you... I mean, this whole place you're guarding."

"Oh? Interested? This place is called the Palace of Wisdom. Come on, let's get the book of the world where I came from." He offered his hand.

".... Uh... I can walk. No thanks."

"That book is on the highest part of the bookshelves." He snapped his fingers and a staircase made of fire formed. Han went up and Arete immediately followed him because the stairs were disappearing. She watched Han quietly because she usually avoided men, but now she needs to trust one because she will not be able to go back to earth. It's not that she doesn't want to go back, but she wants to hope that here in this place, there is peace.