"Shit!"
I kicked a bench in frustration.
"Why the hell am I still stuck in this damn church? I used that stupid Lifestone to teleport close to the academy, not end up in another damn room in this place!"
I cursed my luck and let out a weak laugh.
"..."
When I turned around, I saw Maria and Seraphina. Seraphina had her arms protectively wrapped around Maria, shielding her from .
"I'm not interested in brats," I scoffed.
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[What are you then?]
"We're only two years younger than you!" Seraphina's face turned red with anger at my dismissive comnt.
Ignoring the three comnts, I walked towards the door and peeked into the corridor. Priests were running in all directions, trying to escape from...bees?
I slamd the door shut in frustration and punched it, making Maria flinch in fear.
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'I know…'
"Sigh…"
I need to calm down.
After all, they were just innocent 14-year-old girls.
But I'm so damn tired of this whole freaking world!
It's been three months since Nyrel and Edward's mories rged with mine, but I've only grown more and more exhausted with each passing day. I'm not so protagonist reincarnated in another world who will eventually beco the strongest. I'm weak, and I don't have that kind of ntality.
I ended up in this world against my will, thanks to that bastard of Tokyo, during the lowest monts of both my lives. I lost Ephera on Earth, and here in this world, my family was against (although, to be fair, I was partially responsible for that).
The only thing that kept going was the thought of Ephera. That guy told I could find her here, but I didn't believe it for a second. I tried not to think about it too much because I didn't want to give myself false hope, but just the thought of her face and voice brings so much happiness.
Maybe it's because I feel more connected to Nyrel's mories now, but I really did love her more than anything in the world.
I've already asked Jarvis about her whereabouts, but he didn't know - or rather, that bastard didn't tell Jarvis. He clearly wants sothing from , and it's starting to piss off.
Despite everything, there are so good things in my life.
Thanks to the presence of Cleenah, Mary, and Aunt Belle, I haven't completely lost my mind yet.
I sat down on one of the benches and took a deep breath to calm myself down.
Maybe if I can finish this ga, that bastard will finally give so clue about Ephera's whereabouts, assuming she was really reincarnated here.
But for now, I pushed that thought aside and stretched my limbs, propping my legs up on the bench in front of and crossing my arms.
"Where are your parents?" I asked Maria and Seraphina.
"My father and mother are dead," Seraphina replied, her voice filled with sadness.
"My father disappeared three years ago, and my mother is in a coma." The sa was for Maria.
I looked at both of them, who were now on the verge of tears.
So they both grew up without parents. That old man must have been the one raising them with care.
But still, what kind of life is that?
"Um, did you also lose your parents?" Seraphina asked timidly.
"How did you know? I thought you didn't know ?" I replied, surprised.
"I just had a feeling," Maria said softly. "You looked so lonely when we talked about our parents."
Her words hit like a ton of bricks. She was right— I had been feeling so alone since I arrived in this world. Fortunately, it didn't last long.
I guess I could sympathize with Maria and Seraphina. Losing their parents at such a young age, that's just rough. I've experienced loss too. In my past life, I lost my family when I was 17. And in this world, I lost my mom when I was only 7. And to make matters worse, my dad adopted Simon and spoiled him rotten.
My sisters, Miranda and Elona, were there for , but because of the hallucinations I kept having about the future, I started to distrust them. But now that I've had ti to reflect and recover my past life mories, I feel a lot more neutral about it. Although, I do still feel guilty about how I treated them.
Elona was my younger sister and even though she fought in the Second Ga, I can still rember her tears when I was dying. As for Miranda, she was already in love with Jayden, so she didn't show too much emotion, but I could tell she was sad.
I realize now that maybe I was too focused on the ga's scenario and didn't pay enough attention to real life. But today, Elona and Miranda are different people. They're not the sa ones from the ga or the hallucinations.
As I sat on the bench, I couldn't help but reflect on how much the plot had already changed since I left the House two months ago. With my previous life mories intact, I knew I had to tread carefully and use my knowledge wisely without making any rash decisions. There was also the mysterious 'X' whose true intentions remained unknown. It was pointless to continue playing the role of a wingman and risking everything. Instead, I needed to focus on myself and intervene when necessary, just like I did with Layla before she 'hard' Milleia.
As I thought about all of this, I felt a sense of relief wash over . I knew what I had to do now.
But there was another matter that had been on my mind for a while.
"So, who is the Saintess?" I asked, finally voicing my thoughts.
At my question, both Maria and Seraphina went silent, with Maria still hiding behind her friend. I guess my outburst from earlier had left them wary of .
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