Sir Ares, Goodnight

Darkness enveloped Mount Pearl.

Jay and Angeline looked at the dark sky, both of them silently worrying about their child-Jenson.

Angeline nestled in Jay's arms and said with sorrow," Jaybie, I finally understand why you kept it a secret from all of us and fought Doomsday alone back then."

Jay's mind wandered back to a few years ago when he kept a secret from all of his close relatives and faced Doomsday alone...

Dying was easy, actually. Cutting off ties with his family was not. It was especially hard when he was expected to give up on his and Angelina's relationship.

Angelina's voice gently tugged on Jay's heartstrings in the quiet night.

"If I could trade my life for everyone's safety, I believe I'd do the same. I shouldn't have blamed you back then, Jaybie," Angeline said tearfully.

Jay pulled her closer and murmured affectionately, "To be honest, Angeline, I regretted it. I regretted it the moment I was an inch away from death. I regretted leaving you behind and sending you to face the storm alone."

Angelina's eyes turned slightly pink. She commanded

domineeringly, "Don't leave me behind ever again."

close, his voice hoarse.

Military intelligence division.

front of a drawing board, absentmindedly sketching Doomsday's

Daisy walked in with a bowl of mushroom soup and said grumpily, "I heard from the other sisters that you're skipping meals and sleep trying to complete Nine Paintings as quickly as you can. You can't do

Father wants me to sketch the Nine Paintings, so I'm sure

Daisy let out an endearing smile. "Your foster father won't be in the military intelligence division for a few

Jenson's eyes lit

him to

"Mm."

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Daisy replied,

he deliberately sounded

yawned twice before

Daisy covered him with a blanket thoughtfully before

Sis Daisy left, Jenson's

were Baby Robbie's scribbles, each and every one of them revealing just how much Baby Robbie longed

with broken wings was falling from the sky. Baby Robbie was clearly scribbling himself when