From all the celestial families' descendants that reside within Mariejois, there is only a single family who does not follow one tradition within the Holy Land.
The tradition to kill 'those' lowly creatures whenever they would cross a pat...
It was a fine morning when a specific celestial family were crowded by other descendants of the founders. A little girl around the age of eight tries to watch the head of the departing celestial family converse with the other founders' descendants of the Holy Land.
"St. Homing, are you sure you're going to do this?" one descendant reassuringly asked.
The mentioned male nodded and smiled. "Yes, I want to do this," he cuts short and faces his wife, gently squeezing their interlocked hands to guarantee her of his final decision before continuing. "After all, I'm born as a human from the start."
The little girl was watching from afar where the group were talking. At her end, she still heard the conversation perfectly within that distance.
Though she thought to herself that if her parents knew of her eavesdropping at the adults' conversation, she was sure that they would disapprove her behavior.
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She let her eyes wander around the gathered group and lands her sight on a light blonde haired child who was wearing a dark-colored oblong sunglasses. She knew that they were going to leave Mariejois, the Holy Land of the 'tenryuubitos' for good.
Aw, looks like I won't see him ever again. The little girl mused. I hope—
Her thoughts were cut short when she heard most of the comments and reactions coming from the Celestial descendants were unfavorable.
"This is heretic!"
"Are you saying that we, tenryuubitos are on the same level as those slaves?!"
"You really are a traitor!"
"You're no longer a tenryuubito! And don't ever come back again!"
At the degree and intonation of the descendants' voices, the little girl felt and saw that a child who was just merely six years of age shaking nervously like a leaf on a stormy night within the crowd. It was the little brother of the older light blonde haired child who was wearing sunglasses; the little guy himself was also a blonde with his bangs that cover his eyes, hindering anyone with the desire to know what color of orbs he has. The said youngest blonde male child hugs his mother, seeking for comfort.
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When the commotion from earlier stopped, the departing ex-celestial family took that opportunity to board the World Government ship with their family's crest that would soon deliver them to their destination in North Blue.
It was indeed a good place for them to start as a normal noble family. Orsotheythought.
The eight year old beige haired girl witnessed the departure of the Donquixote Family at a strategic place. Not long when she watched them leave, she was called out by her big brother.
"Helen-chan, it is time to go home!"
"Coming onii-san."
As if just right after the beige haired girl turned to leave, the eldest son of the Donquixote household felt that he was being watched and scanned to the exact area where Helen once stood when she had observed them while departing the Holy Land.
The last thing he saw through his brown-red sunglasses was a curly beige hair flowing in the wind; disappearing to a corner.
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