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~~~(POV: Cera Adamo)~~~

~~~(Location: Safe House in Greshina, Elven Kingdom)~~~

~~~(Time: 7:40 PM)~~~

Hailey and I haven't spoken much since I decided to join her in a moment of silence. Everyone else is in the living room having fun. I don't really know why I came here... Just the brother in me sensing a lot was going through my sister's head. She's staring up at the ceiling, and I'm leaning against the wall and have my legs crossed.

Talking isn't that rare between us, but when it's something deep or meaningful, then that's rare. I can't read her mind, and I'm glad that I can't. But, there are moments that I wish I knew what was going through her head.

"How do you cope with it?

" I'm taken from my silent thoughts, and I look at Hailey. She's locked eyes with me, and I can see the pain in them.

I know what she's talking about... My knowledge of the future and everything that I know. All the things I had to go through to get here.

"I just do.

" My answer frustrates Hailey. She leans up and crawls her way over, and leans against the wall with me. Relaxing her back against it. It's been a long time since we sat together like this... Like we were kids again.

We got along pretty well, but when Hailey hit puberty, things got rough. She was mean and spiteful, and always finding something to be mad at.

"That's not an answer, Cera. That's a deflection...

" She can call it whatever she wants, but it's the truth. I have to take it and move forward. There is nothing to be done. So staying in the past will doom me.

I don't answer her again, which causes her to look away and lean her head on my shoulder. It's weird to be like this... Supporting each other. We've both changed... I don't know if matured is the right word... Suffered is the closet I can think of... Her learning the truth about her future self has affected her deeply. More than I thought it could.

The room fills with laughter coming from the living room, and it lasts for a few seconds.

"I know I've said it before... But I'm sorry, Cera... There aren't words to describe how I feel... I've can't imagine what you're really going through...

" I don't want to admit it. But that means more to me than I want her to know. The foolish male pride in me.

She's not the one to be sorry, and me being sorry about what I've done won't get me anywhere. It's time I move on from bouncing between accepting responsibility and rejecting it. Leave it all behind me and look towards the future. Earth is gone, and the sins I committed against it along with it.

"Yeah, I'm sorry too.

" She moves her hand up to her eye and dries a forming tear.

We bottle things up and keep them buried until they explode. I know that I'm... I was... At risk for that. Letting go of everything I've done is what's making that explosion stop.

"Fuck... Since when did we become so soft...

" A good laugh escapes both our throats as Hailey brings us back to who we usually are. She stops leaning her head against my shoulder and gives it a wack.

~~~(POV: Violet Adamo)~~~

~~~(Location: The Road to The Capital, Elven Kingdom)~~~

~~~(Time: 8:02 PM)~~~

The pouring rain has lightened to a softer drizzle. Giving us the time and opportunity to continue traveling. Marcus and Chris don't like traveling at night, but we're strong enough to take on anything that's thrown our way.

"Mommy... Why can't we sleep for the night...

" My youngest son tugs on my heartstrings, and I feel my resolve for moving tonight waver.

My zealous nature to catch up with my kids has been driving me for a long time now, and now that I'm on the fine stretch, I don't want to stop now.

"C'mon, Honey... We need to take some time too. They're not going anywhere...

" Chris sides with Marcus, and I don't blame them for taking a united front against me. I would if the roles were switched.

I stop in my track and turn to them, and the stop to.

"You two can set up camp and rest for the night. I'm not going to stop now. Not when they're so close.

" Chris rolls his eyes as if expecting this, which surprises me. I've never made a decision like this before. He picks up Marcus and places him on his back. Looking back at me and encouraging that I move forward.

Marcus closes his eyes fast, and Chris is moving ahead of me now.

"Since you're so dedicated to this idea, I'm not getting in the way of it. I want to see them too, and if that means a sleepless night and carrying Marcus, then I'm fine with that.

" He's made so many compromises for me that he should've never had to make.

A part of me hates for pushing so hard all the time, and another part is grateful that I do. I wouldn't have gotten this far and so close to Cera and Hailey without that constant push.

"You take my breath away, Chris... You really do...

" He turns his head and looks down at me with a beaming smile. He's the love of my life and soulmate.

We came this far together, and I'll never leave my husband behind for anything. He's the father of my babies and the reason I know what true love is.

"I'm glad you think so, and I can say that you do the same to me every time I see you.

" He knows what to say when to say it. If Marcus weren't here, I'd jump his bones like no tomorrow.

~~~(POV: Olisandra Oryzox)~~~

~~~(Location: Deep in The Forest of Jelleria, Elven Kingdom)~~~

~~~(Time: 8:22 PM)~~~

We've set up camp on a cliff edge overlooking a large portion of the forest leading into the mountains. Having high ground in an environment like this is important. Blezikel and I haven't been talking much, but it's not for any reason of negative origin. We just haven't found anything to talk about since we've left home. In truth, it's nice.

The only things we discussed were based on what our futures as rulers would be, and now since that part of our lives are gone. I feel free. That I'm not bound by some predetermined role that I didn't get to pick. That I'm not a pawn of fate.

"Why has it been raining too much... It's let up, but it's still soggy and muddy...

" That's something we both hate about the rain.

It's not heavily storming anymore, but it's come into a sort of calm. I know it's not over. The clouds outside our tent are dark and unmoving.

"Why are you asking me? I'm not a mage or seer. I can't know what's causing all this.

" She snorts in annoyance at my answer, and I just smile at her. It's fun to mess with her sometimes.

She's not a fan of it, but when she messes with me she thinks it's a hoot. Part of being sisters.

"No need for the sarcasm. I figured I could entertain this boring and empty silence.

" Good luck with that sister. If it were that easy. I would've done it by now. There isn't much to be talked about. Not yet, but once we start having our adventures outside the Border Walls, there will be plenty to talk about.

I'm looking forward to this next part of my life. It's not written in stone of what might happen. And that excites me.

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/N: Below this line, I'll be keeping Cera's player information. That way, I won't have to place it into the story above anymore. It takes about 180 words up.

Slayer (Zern) Lvl.196

Exp: 40

/100%

Title: The Son of Arch-Angel Michael (Hidden)

Stats Strength - 7095Endurance - 7045Dexterity - 7215Speed - 8240Focus - 19,660

Mana aura control: 6

/100%

Health: 76,560,000,000

/76,560,000,000 Mana: 216,600,000,000

/216,600,000,000

Stat Points: 50 Armor rating: 500

Inventory Dice of Wayland (Divine) Hardened Tree sap Armor (Very Rare) The Witness (Legendary Sword) Fenrir's Whistle (Divine) Sally's Dresses 5x Camping gear Food Rations 3x Dried meat 3x Fishing poles 2x Fish 8x Festival Garbs 2x

Passive Perks

Inheritor of the Sword Son of Heaven Slayer of Evil Holy Willow Trees Savior Finder of Legends The Divine who has Legend Destined for Greatness Dungeon Diver An Overachiever

Active Skills

Heavens light Lvl.59 325

/5900 Protected by Heaven Lvl.59 225

/5900 Slash Lvl..77 4600

/130000 Parry Lvl.53 80

/5300 Double Strike N

/A Kingslayer N

/A Raging Machine N

/A Winged Glory Angelic Flight Divine Pressure Exertion Divinity Pulse Controled Fun