The Author's POV

Drip! Drip! Drip!

"It can't be… no…"

"Uwaaaa!"

Incomprehensible mutterings, a loud wail, and the sounds of rain dripping against the ground.

All of it reached my ears, and yet at the same time didn't.

Standing where I was, my mind was blank. I couldn't think of anything, and the noise around me came from one ear and left from another.

I was numb, so numb… Staring at the figure that lay before me, I didn't know how to react.

'He's dead…'

I tried to check up on him moments prior, but his heart and breath had stopped. There was nothing I could do at the moment, and it was this sense of helplessness that made me numb.

Why? …why did it have to happen again? Why did someone else have to leave me? Especially my father, of all people… the one person I was supposed to protect?

I closed my eyes, the rain still trickling down my face. Images of the past flashed in my mind, moments that I had shared with my father.

'Is this how he felt?'

At last, I was able to understand the constant agony that the other version of me had to endure on a consistent basis, and I noticed that something was beginning to eat away at my chest.

"Haa… uhaaa…"

Breathing was becoming incredibly difficult at the moment, and if not for me being used to this, I would've already lost it at this point.

'Not yet… I can't show weakness just yet…'

I held back everything that was threatening to come out at that moment and kept it to myself.

There would be a time later when I could show weakness… The time wasn't now.

Not yet, at least…

The rain continued to pour down, drenching my clothes and making me feel cold. The only sound that could be heard was the sound of raindrops hitting the ground.

"B,brother."

It was upon hearing Nola's voice that I turned around. The pain that I was feeling further intensified when I caught her gaze, and I raised my head to look up.

She had grown up since I had last seen her. With the time she spent in Immorra, she was now 14 years old… a teen. She had grown into a beautiful young girl and was no longer the little girl that I used to know.

Unlike before, she was aware of what was happening, and I couldn't bring myself to look at her.

"B,brother."

She called out again, but I didn't respond. I didn't want to face her. To see the look of sadness and confusion on her face.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

The silence was deafening, the only sound being the raindrops hitting the ground. It was as if the world had stopped for a moment, frozen in time.

"Hiek… b,brother… answer me…"

The rain masked her soft whimpers, and my heart ached at the thought. I really wanted to go to her at the moment and give her a hug, but I stopped myself.

Now was not the time…

'Not yet.'

I couldn't mourn just yet.

have the time to mourn

"Huuu."

deep breath, trying to calm myself down. It was hard, but this wasn't the first time I lost someone important to me. I had already readied myself beforehand and was somewhat

Even so…

It hurt like hell.

"Nola, mom..."

family, my voice trembling as I struggled to

weight of my father's death hung heavily over me, threatening to crush me

them, I could feel their eyes upon me, their concern palpable in the air. I knew I had to be strong. To keep it together for my own sake. But when I

"Uhh."

the distance, my heart aching at the thought of leaving them behind. But I had no

two of you go over there. Bring...bring dad's

my voice

eyes widened in shock as she spoke up, her voice thick with

"You're leaving?"

nodded, unable to

with you too, but...I can't. There are things I need to do, and I can't afford to waste time

words left a bitter taste in my mouth, and I regretted them almost immediately. Nola's reaction was

just died, damn

growing louder and more desperate with each passing

say that staying here with Dad is a waste of time?!

"No... wait..."

wasn't what I had meant, but how could I explain that to her in

"Nola, calm down."

intervened, trying to diffuse the

reason,

taking his side?! Did you not hear what he said? He

That's not what he meant, and

strongly, her arms wrapping around

what did he

demanded, her eyes flashing with

her to handle the situation.

to your brother. We're

it!

mother's arms, but she was perfectly restrained by her, and she continued to glare

"Fine, go!"

unable to escape from our mother's grasp. The tears that streamed down from her eyes were masked by the gentle raindrops

"I… I…"

limped over in our

"Uwaaaa! Daaaad! Whyyy!?"

lower lip and turning my head to look in a particular direction. My vision

thought back at what just happened, I

"Haa…haaa..haaaaa…"

'Not yet.'

had to force myself once again, but unlike before, it proved to be a much harder

"Fuck!"

situation a bit better, but it was not enough. I needed to vent… I needed to

Rage…

right then, as if something within me snapped, the world around me turned

hand in a certain direction, the waves beneath me quaked and

Rumble! Rumble!

a massive sword soon materialized on the

***

"Do you see it?"

space the two of them were

escaped from his grasp, and he was able to see everything

happened is a consequence of

reaction. It frustrated Jezebeth to no end, and he knew that the man in front of him was not someone who

looks like I've severely underestimated