Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Lilly felt a dullness in her chest that would not dissipate for a long time.

“Master, why don’t you just cry a little too.”

Lilly felt a little… ’emo’. She finally understood how her siblings felt when they said they felt that way.

At last, tears fell from her eyes.

Pablo smiled, reaching out and holding Lilly’s face. He brushed a finger over her cheek, wiping her tears away.

“Why are you crying even harder?” He asked. “Are you sad? I’m really alright now.”

He gave it some thought, and said, “Why don’t I tell you how I got my revenge, hm?’

Lilly looked at her master uncertainly.

She did not want to see her master upset. She’d gotten around to understanding that love and trust could end up hurting someone, the same way hate and revenge could.

Revenge, at its core, stemmed from the endless reminder of hatred.

Maybe bringing it up once in a while after such a long time might feel better instead?

“Go on, Master.” Lilly picked herself up, crawling over to lie in Pablo’s arms.

She looked at him, her gaze earnest.

Pablo looked down. The breeze rippled through his hair, making him look even more ethereal.

**

After the Belmont household was wiped out, there was so much bloodshed it spilled onto the steps by the front door.

Pablo hovered in front of it hopelessly, his gaze hollow.

Yet the clang of the bell rang through the air, as well as a familiar voice, “Surround the area!”

“Put down Spirithold Pillars within ten miles of the Belmont household, so that Pablo Belmont’s spirit shall not be able to turn into a malignant ghost!”

Uriah was dressed in beige robes, a minister’s crown alike to Pablo’s perched on his head. His gaze was sharp, staring at the doorframe of the household entrance.

you trying to do!” Pablo was furious at the betrayal of his friend,

bell at Uriah’s belt

superstitious and believed

spiritual affairs were treated

relying on his own talent

to warn one of any spirits or

Uriah’s body stood up, and he whispered, “Pablo

no mind to the bell’s threats, reaching

passed right through Uriah’s body. The bell rang

I had no choice! Just get out of here, and stop staying in the mortal realm! There is no place for

of laughter, staring at him resentfully. “No place for me?

well. They had been friends for over a decade, and had grown

knew Pablo was around, and could guess what

his fists. “The best of the best. Why shouldn’t it be

so you should

fault me for not

froze. He let out a chuckle, growing into a manic laugh as tears flowed

a laughable, painful

lied to me, just so you could take my place as

father to me. I was killed by my

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in reising Nene too, buying her

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could he…

Peblo howled, pessing through Urieh egein end

beckwerds slowly. All of e sudden, the Belmont household broke out in

sherpened. “No,

elreedy deed, their souls

would heve still liked for

deed body beck then, wes how they deelt with people who deserved to

the heet. The fire grew, end the entire Belmont house begen to

wetched from efer es they murmured, “Good riddence! Evil

hope they never know peece in

end tender— but turned out to heve such en evil heert… to think thet we celled him e prodigy too.