The Light Over The Horizon [Arknights]

Chapter 18

"H-hold on a bit with the shaking!" He realized that the shaking was getting to his head so he then placed his free hand on the boy's shoulders. "Uh... j-just wait a bit ok?" He said with a sigh.

"..."

His words must've been followed as the boy didn't say anything further. "Also please remove your hands." He told the boy as he also removed his hand.

"..." He felt the weight off his shoulders lift as he gave a quick thanks. He went ahead and reached toward his glasses hanging on his coat. He put them on and his vision didn't change.

However, he squinted very hard and he saw a few changes kicking in. Everything began to move around in his point of view as it slowly and slowly adjusted toward the person in front of him.

Black wild-like hair and eyes, pricked ears, and a bushy tail. The boy wore a standardized butler uniform and his face was anything but neutral. Concern was evident on the boy's face.

The boy in front of him was a Lupo. Not just any Lupo...

"Matthew...?!" He looked on with shock the boy named Matthew widened his eyes with joy at being remembered. "Is that really you...?" The image of a younger boy came to his mind who had longer hair that reached to his back with one eye being covered by said hair. His vision lost its focus as his surprised expression broke his squinting face.

"Yes! Yes! It's me!" Matthew said quickly. His tail wagged around happily at being recognized and so did his tone. But at the same time, there was still frantic concern.

"You... you've grown so much." F/N muttered as Matthew was taller than him by a bit. He is 182cm tall. Or in freedom units in America, 5'11. Matthew looks to be exactly 6ft. "Wow... to think you'd outgrown me even if it's just by a bit." He chuckled softly as the boy who was once smaller than him towered slightly over him.

"Y-young master..." Matthew grumbled as he blushed at his words.

"Even your hair. You've cut it? Well, not like it matters. You look great either way." F/N complimented. He scratched his neck a bit, feeling a bit itchy. "I almost couldn't recognize you with how different you look. The last time we saw each other, we were but little. But then again... a lot of things can change in a decade..." He huffed out of his nose at the amusing thought.

"Young master... You didn't answer my question though..."

F/N hummed at the words. "You asked about what happened to me right? Can you elaborate on that?" He asked as the question was still a bit vague. "As in where I have been?"

"No! I mean yes, but not now!" Matthew said with a strained voice. He did want to know where he had been. All of them did. All they knew was that he left without a word to help the world from what their lady told them. They were hurt a lot that he didn't tell them and simply left without a goodbye. They were hurt that he would leave to go do something so dangerous. They were children and didn't understand much and so they felt betrayed. But, they eventually came to an understanding. At least, they understood enough as to why he wouldn't tell them. Because they would either try and plead to him to change his mind, or at the very least tag along... "What I mean is, what happened to you? What happened to your hair? Why are you using a cane? What happened to your eyes?...... Why are you so hurt?" His sense of smell picks up the smell of blood coming from his master. A lot of is currently coming from his eyes.

"It's a long story..." His master said while looking away from him. His master laughed nervously but it made him frown with anger. Why is he taking his current state lightly?

"This isn't a joking matter, young master." His voice was void of any emotion besides anger.

"Are you mad?" His master asked with a surprised tone as he moved his gaze back to him.