ACT OO1
"grave ending."
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prologue... 𐦍" Memories will last but the person won't."
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✧NARRATOR'S P0V↺
MAYBE IF , he didn't urged himself to enroll at that stupid teaching facility maybe his father would be still alive - but no, his eagerness drove him to madness.
not only he was expelled from the Akademiya his beloved father risked his life just to give him something to spend for his living needs.
There he stood, as the rain wetted his clothing - he stood over a grave.
the stone had writings it in , he wished it was all nothing but a nightmare a nightmare where he could wake up from this slumber
but as he read the deep carving on the tomb his eyes immediately lets the tears be unleashed
It was none other the name of his beloved old man , how did all of this even happened? - shall we go back to the past?
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few years ago.., ✧
HE WHO , was a single father who worked and tooked care of his young child.
it was none other than [name.] - an adult that was a hardworking father
a small yawn escaped his mouth as he woke up the fourth time to his son's cries "Oh my love why are you crying..?" he whispered as he gently cradled the small one
"My young zandik.." he smiled through the tiredness as he slowly swayed his arms making the younger to snuggle against the man's chest
the baby babbles as his red ruby orbs stared up to his father's features
the man had a gentle smile portraited on his face
long light blue braided hair makes its way around his shoulder few strands of hair across his delicate faceHis long beautiful eyelashes blinked at zandik as [e/c.] coed at him
"What is it my dear?" he asks his child as he rose him at the air causing zandik to lets out into a fit of giggles making [name.]'s smile to widen
the child made grabby hands at him as he brang him closer "Oh how much i love you." He murmured as the child kept giggling as his father filled his face with soft kisses.
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𝗙𝗔𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥, ii dottore.
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