Dimensional Descent

Miel closed his eyes, hiding the pain away. He sighed inwardly.

After some thought, he took something out of a spatial device and put it down. After that, he looked up and felt his body relax. He had said what he needed to say. If he was scorned by his daughter, so be it.

They said that it was the role of a father to be hated, and only long after their children had grown up would they understand his sacrifices.

Miel didn't believe that he deserved any description so great. He wasn't a martyr, he was a selfish man who used a good woman and made her suffer endless pain for the crime of loving him. Even if Aina always hated him, he deserved it.

In this life, his only role left was his ambition to set the Brazinger family on the right path once again. Everything else would have to wait.

Then, he vanished.

Leonel held Aina in his arms, looking toward where Miel had disappeared. He could only sigh as well, he hadn't expected that things would end up this way.

He could imagine the guilt Miel was feeling. If Leonel was correct, he probably never wanted to marry Anselma in the first place.

He understood how those four families worked, they were obsessed with bloodline and perfectly controlling every aspect. The idea that they would carefully select one another's marriage partners wasn't all that surprising. In fact, he would be more surprised if they didn't.

He could believe that Aina's mother was his first true love. But he also knew that sometimes intentions were more important than the ultimate end result.

He might have come to love Aina's mother, but the reality was that he had tried to use her at first. She was an innocent woman, a mortal of Earth, and yet she was embroiled in this matter because she had been charmed by the wrong man.

There was also the matter of how she likely had little choice. Miel was a man from another world, wielding untold power, having knowledge completely beyond that of Earth. Any normal woman would find it difficult to resist his charms. Aina's mother might have felt that she had found her dream man, Aina's father would have been so much further beyond any other man she had ever interacted with.

why had Miel chosen

couldn't help but fill in all the details on his own,

was only one

and meaningless reason, and only for the sole purpose of

appearance, cursing her to a life with a disfigured

Leonel rubbed Aina's back.

lot of ways, this sort of feeling for Aina might be even worse than that. He could feel that it was truly ripping her apart

it worth it to tell

one way or another since she was so obsessed with crushing

Was it worth it?

did Miel really feel that Aina needed to know? Or was it that the guilt was eating him up on the inside and he had to say it even if it hurt Aina so that he

that. All these complex,

as she vented out emotions she had probably had buried deep within

calmed down. A mortal would have long since tired out, but it was both a gift and a curse to be so

puffy and tear streaks dried on her cheeks. Her breathing was still a little ragged,

Leonel... what should I

you want to do." Leonel answered without

he wouldn't try to change her mind. If she