la morte a volte è la vita migliore

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(Thanks MaevaMorte for the inspiration on my story and the shoutout on Kintsukuroi my love De-Morte, this chapter is for you)

Shady dropped the book, she was shaking and crying, she did not understand what happened, one second she was reading her fathers story and the next she was living in flesh and blood his past, future.... she wasn't sure, she stood up leaving the book in the floor as she went towards the bathroom and washed her face, when she came out she took into appreciation her castle, her home, her whole world... after living so much time in Kenkai's feet she was relieved to see it once more, the black marble with gold details and the polish red and black floor tiles, she always speculated her dad had a addiction with those colors, she wasn't sure tho,   After seeing part of her Fathers powers she could imagine it probably had a reason, she walked around the hallways doing her daily routine, cleaning the vases and dusting the book shelf of millions of old read books, now she stood in front of the only door she could never manage to open, she had tried to pry it open, to blow it up, even to beg for it to open even if she knew that wasn't gonna work, now she looked at it differently, it was probably a study and now it made sense how a old wood door could hold, her dad must really be good at his powers, now she walked towards her kitchen, she didn't eat , she never got hungry but she liked to cook hoping her dad would come back to a great meal, as she started to cook some espagueti it hit her, "haily..." that wasn't her name.. but the book had her name.. then why did he say another name... not hers.. she ran back to the book in curiosity and panic, who could he be speaking about ? Another daughter? Maybe a sister she thought with a excited grin to learn all about that girl, haily how he called her, once she reached the book she tried to open it, but it didn't open, she stayed serious... "what?" She tried again and again seeing it not budge to her pulls, she gave up after the smell of burned spaghetti got to her, she went that night to bed with a frown and a couple of tears, in her dreams she could see faces, and voices, the students she had once seen as kenkai now where being seen in her dreams as if she knew them all her life, she remembered them clearly from that vision, but could that be all? Or could she be missing something? Shady woke up while rubbing her eyes, the morning felt cold and unforgiving but with a slight push of hope she thought, her movements where sluggish as she took a pair of clean cloths, they always appear here for no reason or at least no obvious way to get there, but she had stopped wondering after the first couple thousand times, she kept walking slowly till she remembered the book, where she blasted into a sprint towards the couch and grabbed the book opening it and giving a excited squeak, but then she looked confused, it had another time... 578AC.. what? She was reading the chapters out of time? But before she could check she passed out, going into another vision of his story, of Kenkais story...

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⏰ Last updated: May 11, 2018 ⏰

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