~ HIS ANGEL BOY SERIES, BOOK 1 ✔ ~
"Don't try to fool yourself into thinking you didn't feel anything, Leto."
"I don't have to fool myself as I don't feel anything for you."
"Don't lie, don't make me do something I might regret."
"I doubt a creature...
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~Leto~
The world is not what I thought it to be, it is cruel and unforgiving while being at the same time both beautiful and kind, and here I am stuck in the middle of all this chaos.
I know what I am.
I know who I was.
I know who I am meant to be now.
I know the mundane life I had before cannot continue, I cannot mingle with mortals, I cannot live among them like I don't know what damage I could cause them, being around them would only worsen their views on me.
You see, I am not the same Leto I was at the start of this journey of self discovery, my body is not the same, the way I look would let any mundane know that I am not from this world. My skin shines like the sun itself, my hair is brighter, my eyes have a tint of gold to them that wasn't there before and I know within myself that I will soon have to choose what soul I will have.
It has been about a month since I woke from my transformation, I awoke in Freddie's bed having no recollection of how I happened to be there. My mind fuzzy, my body sore, my hands clutching the sheets around me and all I could think of was 'why does it hurt?' and tears immediately filled my eyes, as I looked around me for anything that could have consoled me.
My eyes finally found the boy I had fallen in love with sound asleep in a chair next to the bed, but as my eyes lingered on him my view of him had changed, I could see how much my presence in his life had drained him, that the boy I once saw with mundane eyes had changed into a man with my new Lightmir eyes.
Once my new eyes had shown me what he really looks like, my mind opened up like a crack in a wall and memories came flooding through to me, so many of them coming with emotions that were too strong, they had me falling back against the bed, pinned down by the raw emotion of undying love.
His love.
His love for me.
His face appeared to me in so many ways, from so many moments that my brain had managed to forget in the process of reincarnating myself many times, play on and on in my minds eye and all I felt was how alone I was in this world, how my memories were taken from me, how I will never see my Mother and Father living ever again.
My brain had forgotten Freddie but somehow, despite everything that my being had gone through, the only thing that remembered him and kept trying its hardest and fought for me to remember was my heart.
Mother and Father did so much for me to make sure I would live, they sacrificed everything so that I could have the best life possible, even if it meant them giving themselves up to the Archangels and dying so that I could live in secrecy amongst mundanes.
How could I ever live with that now that I know the knowledge of their deaths is all but my own fault?
