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Na: Azariah Noah Aljanah [84], Inder Sephtis [16]
Age: 15
Rank: 3rd Prival (02%)
Strength: 21
Reflex: 21
Intelligence: 38
ntal Strength: 27 [45]
Charm: 19
Bloodline: Unawakened.
Blessing: Amun-Ra's Blessing.
???????: Niflh, Muspelh.
Passive Status: Runic body/Weakened.
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"Haah."
A deep sigh escaped my mouth as I looked at the status screen that flickered in front of .
"Finally, I am as strong as an average student." Willing the screen to move away, I mumbled as I looked in the mirror.
[...You are better than average.]
"I know, but still, I am not strong enough to fight head-on with most of the main cast," I grumbled as I washed my face with cold water, "let alone whom I actually need to fight against."
[....Yeah.]
"Should I cut them?" I mumbled as I ran my fingers through my purple hair, which was inches away from touching my shoulders. "Nah, it's better this way."
Gathering my hair, I bound it with a blue rubber band before I looked at my face again.
"Is it just , or does my face look better than before?" I muttered to myself as I touched my face.
Unlike before, when I only had sunken cheeks, right now my face is more defined and better than before.
[....]
"At least say I look good," I grumbled as El kept his mouth shut.
Anyway, what the fuck is even the average for charm?
I don't even know how good-looking I am.
"Sigh..."
Sighing, I shook my head before I looked at my upper body.
[....Are those scars going to fade away?]
"I don't think so."
My upper body is filled with cut marks, blackened skin, and deep scars.
Scars that can match those of veteran soldiers.
So I got from training with Adaliah, but most from the torture that I had gone through.
But my back has the most nasty scar on my body—a deep scar running from my left shoulder to my right torso.
....Well, at least it looks manly.
[You are calr than before.]
As I walked out of the bathroom, El comnted, and I nodded my head slightly.
"Inder's mories," I mumbled as I took a seat on the bed. "They are coming back."
Since the day Inder beca the dominant personality, I started to see his mories in the form of dreams.
His early childhood was the first dream I saw, and from then on, I have had glimpses of his mories every other day.
And seeing mories of a loving mother doting on her son all the ti, caring for him, and being present for him every day.
Seeing the things that I never had, even though they are not my mories, did help know what the warmth of a mother is.
And in every mory I saw of him till now, one girl was present in all of them.
"Senara Azenor," I mumbled to myself as I rembered the cute little girl with black hair from Inder's mories.
She was the daughter of Inder's neighbor and Inder's first friend.
They both grew up together, went to kindergarten together, ate together, and stayed together all the ti except when their parents separated them.
Their relationship kind of reminds of my childhood—how Christina and I were when we were children, always sticking to each other.
Seeing all those cute mories did help a little, but at the sa ti, I felt worse because I knew how things ended for Inder, Senara, and his family.
"Sigh..."
Sighing, I shook my head as I shrugged myself into the plain academic shirt.
[Sothing special today? You're taking your ti getting ready.]
"Yeah, today is club activity selection," I replied, glancing at the mirror once again. "I'll spend most of my ti with Ashlyn today."
[And that girl? She'll let you?]
"....We'll see."
During the last week, I've improved my relationship with Ashlyn.
It's beco good enough for her to talk to without feeling intimidated or pressured.
But at the sa ti, Miley has also beco increasingly wary of my intentions toward Ashlyn.
And in a way, her wariness is justified. I an, there are rumors about raping maids and commoners, but her presence is still annoying.
She always stops from approaching her, and at the sa ti, she's also beco closer to Ashlyn.
[And so has Ethan.]
"Yeah, all because of that fucker, Oliver," I grumbled as I wore my shoes.
Oliver, being the good guy he is, always hangs out with Ethan, and because of it, Ethan beca close to Miley, Aimar, and Ashlyn.
[...you're not going to do anything about it?]
"....It's fine if he's friends with Oliver," I replied. "All I need to do is make sure he isn't too close with Ashlyn."
Despite his revenge-driven nature, Ethan isn't bad guy. He's just in a bad situation.
In the ga, he was a very good friend with Oliver in the later part, when I disappeared from everyone's life.
A good person who will help his friends when they're in need. .
His only enemies are my family. All in all, I have to make sure Ethan stays away from Ashlyn.
Can't have the protagonist too close to the main heroine.
[What about your sister?]
"Hmm? What do you an?"
[Is your sister also a heroine? You did say that Ethan will try to seduce every high-ranking girl.]
".... Yeah, she's a sub-heroine, but for a different ga."
[Wait! There are more than one ga?]
"Wait, I didn't tell you?" I asked, tilting my head in confusion.
[No, you didn't].
Oh, then let tell you: there are three gas and one prequel ga in the series, my dear lover.
The one we're at now is the first ga, and my sister is a sub-heroine of the second ga.
My mother was the villainess of the prequel ga and one of the main antagonists of the final ga.
[....Your family is all over the place.]
"Yeah, yeah."
[...What about you? What is your role?]
"....I am the Villainess Maker of the first ga.
And in the second ga..... I am inevitable."
[....What do you an?]
"The things that I did in the second ga and my death are what trigger the events of the final ga."
"....And if I don't die, it's impossible to start the final ga."
[.....]
Crying puppet.
That was my na in the second ga.
I wasn't given any role; just to show that I wasn't a person of my own, I was nothing but a puppet.
No matter what route the protagonist of the second ga takes, what I did was inevitable.
And if the events of the final ga don't happen.... this world is dood to end.
"Aren't I important." I chuckled as I stood up from the bed.
[....When did you die in the ga?]
"....Three years from now."
[Azaria—]
"I have enough ti to think of sothing about it, El. Don't worry."
Assuring him, I walked towards the door.
[But stil—.]
"You know, my mother is one of the reasons why the company made the prequel ga."
[Hmm, how?]
"She beca so famous after the release of the first and second gas that before the release of the final ga, a prequel ga was made at the demands of the fans."
[....You sound proud about that.]
"I don't, fucker."
Grumbling, I replied as I walked out of my room.
[....So how did things end for your mother? Did she die at the end?]
"Nope," I replied, shaking my head.
Until the very end....
No one was able to kill my mother.
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