Blurry aura

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Behind the door, I heard footsteps rushing and people talking to each other. A cold feeling crept inside my door. This was the end of my long, long quest, the end of the prophecy, the end of my story inside this fucked up world. But I had a bad feeling. qiqt had been so easy, Atalanta guiding us directly to my parents' house. Something was wrong. The story couldn't possibly finish itself without one last intervention from the Devil. When that door would open, either someone hostile would be standing behind it -Ara ? She was still alive and kicking-, or my parents would be dead or something like that. 

But none of that happened. The door clicked and opened, and a maid appeared from behind it. I say maid as she was wearing a black and white outfit that was barely containing her...rather large corpulence. 

-What is it ? she asked nastily. If you're part of that Valhalla thing, you can go f- oh. 

She cut herself off as soon as her gaze fell upon me. Her eyes widened in shock. 

-Miss Edith ? she whispered, obviously not believing what she was seeing. Is that you ? 

-Hm, yes ? I answered, nervously twisting my fingers.

Gabriel put his hand on my shoulder to reassure me, and I immediately relaxed, leaning into his touch. 

-My Gods, I haven't seen for so long, she gasped. You were tiny last time...Oh my, your parents are going to freak out of excitement. Miss Psychee has been dying to see you, well, so has been Mr Eros, but he'll never admit that... Who are those young boys ? 

-My name is Gabriel, the angel immediately answered, as if he had been waiting for his time to talk, and this is Samael. We are Edith's demon and angel. We were the ones to accompany her.

Samael remained silent. 

-Of course, of course, the maid nodded, her eyes going back and forth between the three of us. Come in !  I will call your parents . 

We stepped into the house.  A fire was lit in the chimney, and cast a nice dim light on the rest of the room ; two white couches were positioned on a soft brown rug. In the middle of the room was a large wooden table on which books had been set. 

-Miss Psychee, Mr Eros, you have a guest ! The maid called, directing her voice towards the staircase that was probably leading to the other floor of the house. 

-How many times have I told you, Rosmerta, that you don't need to call us like that ? A deep voice declared, coming down the stairs. 

My heart twisted with apprehension and excitment as I realized I was about to meet my father.

-You know you can just call us "Eros and Psychee", or we could just go under code names like "carrot and broco- oh my me. 

Yes I could agree to that. 

The man that was now standing in front of me was the most gorgeous man I'd ever seen. He was tall, thin but not to much, and had pale blond hair and very blue eyes. My jaw fell right open. 

-Edith, Samael whispered, I don't wanna sound weird or anything, but your dad is, like, really hot. 

-Edith ? Eros exclaimed. You really are Edith ? My daughter ?! 

-Yes ! I shouted back, excitation flooding my brain as I finally fully realized what was happening. Yes ! I'm your daughter, and you're my father ! 

-I'm your father ! 

-I'm your daughter !!

-I'm your father !!!

-I'm your daughter !!!!