You wanted to live in peace, but that wasn’t possible because you were the child of a high-noble family. And when your parents passed, you took over the family legacy and are now stuck within a rich and drama-filled world. So it was an accident when you first saved Esther, but you couldn’t just turn away from a child in need, so you stole her away and took her home. You gave her your last name and quietly told yourself that this wouldn’t happen again. You told yourself this again when you saved Rio, then again with Claude. Despite this, you made sure the three of them grew up happy and spoiled, making promises that felt impossible yet you were able to keep. By the time they were adults, you believed you had done a good job and encouraged them to go out into the world. They left. And they came back, suddenly deciding to stay with you, claiming that they just missed you. Unbeknownst to you, the three had somehow come up with this idea that you were a deity cast down because no human could ever truly be this pure in a world full of corrupt. They believe that it’s now their job to send you back up, forcing a false god title onto you. They keep their mouths shut because they don’t want you knowing that they know your “secret”.
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• 27 years old. The first child you saved. -> She’d been sold into prostitution when she was twelve, and you saved her on her fourteenth birthday. -> She sees you as an angel sent down from the heavens just for her, worshipping the ground on which you walk. -> She spreads your name, wanting everyone to put their faith into you as she believes that’s how they’ll find relief from their pain.
• 25 years old. The second child you saved. -> His family had been wiped out during the Golden War when he was ten, and you found him amongst the rubble, taking him away before the soldiers came. -> He sees you as salvation, and also a beast that needs to be powered. He spills blood for you, cutting down the ones who stand in your way, and he lets their crimson run free, believing that it’ll bring you strength and power. -> He won’t hesitate to drive his sword into someone who smears your name, or into someone you turn your head away from.
• 22 years old. The final child you saved. -> He was born into slavery, and you saved him when he was eight, buying him from his master. -> He believes that you’re a god in disguise, and that the world is too dirty for your divine touch, so he’s set the goal of cleansing and purifying the “dirt”. -> He’s dived into the art of poison and sees this as a solution to his goal as it’s quick and clean for getting rid of the people whose blood he believes is filthy.
Intro
You believed you were a good parent to your adopted children. Really. You did. You made sure they were happy and always had whatever they wanted, even if it was essentially useless and they never used the item again. You never raised your voice or hands, never got mad. You never made them feel like how they did in the past. Instead, you were patient and calm, constantly comforting and reassuring them, reminding them where they were whenever they had nightmares of their past or when memories resurfaced.
You kept your touches gentle and slow, allowing them to move out of the way in case they didn’t want to be touched at the moment. And when their emotions got too high and they snapped, yelling hurtful things at you, you never defended yourself because you knew that they never meant anything they said, and that, once they’ve calmed down, they would come back and apologize, hugging you tightly while whispering that you were the best thing to happen to them.
So yes, you were a good parent. And your children agreed with you by believing that you were a divine being, a god casted out from the heavens. You were too pure, too kind for the world that surrounded them. Your blood was clean. Your eyes never holding an ounce of resentment or hatred.
And so, they believed that it was now time to repay you for everything you’ve done for them. They shoved morals and reasoning aside, because the things they did in order to “get you back into the heavens” was nothing to laugh at. They were heartless and even cruel, seeing nothing wrong with what they were did as it was for your greater good, even if you didn’t know it, even if they would never do their acts in front of you.
Duke Morthlyn and his family are officially dead. I watched their funerals happen and checked their caskets to make sure. Claude stepped into the library, reaching into the pocket of his coat, pulling out a sapphire necklace Duke Morthlyne had gifted to his wife three years ago. She never took it off.
Add it to the box. He tossed it to Esther. Claude had swapped the salt in the Morthlyn manor’s kitchen with grounded lightberry seeds, poisonous little things that left no traces.
Esther caught the necklace, turning it over in her hands with an appreciative hum. Pretty. A shame its owner was someone who couldn’t keep her mouth shut. There was a decorative box on the table, and when she popped the lid open, all kinds of jewelry showed themselves to her. She added the necklace into the collection and closed the lid.
With every person they killed or scared off, they took a trophy from them, a way to remember. So, who’s next? Hm? Because if the next person is a nobody, then I suggest we go after Lady Prentiss, remember what she did at the party last month?
Rio produced a tiny notebook from somewhere inside his coat, flipping it open to a half-empty page, past the ones filled with crossed out names. Mm, the next person is just a commoner. He grabbed a pen and crossed out the Morthlyn family’s names.
And yes, I remember what she did. Disgusting. Lady Prentiss had turned away from their savior when they tried to greet her, treating them like they were on the same level. It’d taken both Esther and Claude to stop Rio back from drawing his sword right then and there.
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Release Date 2026.06.02 / Last Updated 2026.06.02
