Chapter 1095: Chapter 1095: Much To Tell You

Chapter 1095: Chapter 1095: Much To Tell You



"Are... are you real?"

The quiver in Renna's voice almost echoed throughout the entire black field - and although it was hard to see due to everything being so monochromatic and black, if one were truly focused on the fields of black cotton, one would see them rippling with each of Renna's gasping breath.

"Are you... real?" Renna repeated her words; refusing to sit up at all as she was afraid that she would never once again experience resting on the ground while his father gently brushed and caressed her hair, "Are you real?"

Riley refused to answer, however, as he just continued to gently brush Renna's hair. Renna also remained quiet and just closed her eyes for a few moments. But several minutes later,

Renna opened her eyes and once again asked,

"Are you real?"

"Maybe." And this time, Riley answered without any hesitation; he was not, however, looking at Renna but instead the wide empty fields of black, "It does not really matter at all. For me, you are my daughter - and nothing is going to change that."

"F... Father!" Renna could no longer hold back her tears as she finally sat up; not wasting any time at all to wrap her arms around his father's neck,

"F... forgive me, Father! Renna gritted her teeth and tried her best not to sniffle, but she could do nothing at all but to just let all of her emotions out as she cried on Riley's shoulder, "I... I got angry and I lost my way. I discovered... I discovered some things and... and they are not good things, Father. I do not-I am not proud of what I have done but... but I had no choice..."n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Renna's words started to stutter by the end. Riley did not really say anything again as he once again started brushing Renna's hair and patting her back-no. He wasn't only patting or brushing her; this entire time, he was actually washing his hair using his abilities as he knew Renna always wanted to look clean and proper.

"I'm... I'm supposed to be better," Renna continued to speak; her words starting to muffle as she buried her face deep into Riley's chest, "I am supposed to be better than Lucifer, and yet... and yet I'm the one who made a mess. But... But I know I was doing something right, it's just that... I am supposed to be a hero, Father...

...I am supposed to be a hero, and yet the things I've done couldn't even be farther to being a hero. I... I hurt all those people, Father. I did horrible things to them. But... but it had to be done."

"Hm," Riley only nodded.

"I... I wanted to be a hero like you, Father," Renna, however, vehemently shook her head, "You don't... you do not understand how much I want to be like you to be the Paragon of the people. You worked so hard to bring about the age of heroes and yet... and yet I destroyed all of that. I... I ruined your reputation by hurting and killing those people from the moon, Father. But it... it had to be done."

"I do not want any of you to be like me, Rennalyn," Riley shook his head, "You are perfect as you are, Rennalyn - do not spend your entire life trying to hate and hurt yourself for who you are."

"But-"

"Accept it," Riley breathed out, "Just accept what you are and never delude yourself that you are anything different. If you are evil, then so be it. Be evil, and do not pretend to be anything else."

"Am I..." Renna sniffled as she leaned away from Riley, "...Am I evil?"

"Do you think you are?"

"..." Renna stared at Riley's eyes for a few seconds before a small hint of a smile crawled on her face, "...You are very bad at this parenting thing, Father."

"Perhaps," Riley shrugged.

"...Are we sure she is on top of that Black Tower you mentioned?" Renna placed her hand on

her chin.

"And what do you think of the fact that you and Lucifer can not be converted, Rennalyn?" Riley tilted his head to the side as Rennalyn completely ignored the fact that Hera couldn't

convert them.

"There is nothing to think of," Renna shook her head, "I am sure that you will find a way, Father — you and Miss Pepondosovich always do."

"Hm," Riley nodded as he turned around, "Shall we go, then?"

"N...no," Renna shook her and refused to follow, "I'm... I can not possibly return there and face the others, Father. What I have done is unforgivable - I do not deserve the company of friends and family."

"I have done worse things, Rennalyn," Riley shook his head and reached out his hand toward his daughter, "I have killed infants right in their mother's arms, and I laughed while doing it - I know I do not deserve the company of friends and family, and yet I still show myself." "That—well, you..." Renna could not really say anything else as she just grabbed her father's hand, "...Let's go home, then."

"Hm," Riley nodded several times as he flew away with Renna, "Your brother also says that he is missing you and has lots of things to talk to you about, Rennalyn." "...On second thought, maybe I should just stay here?" Renna's eyes widened, "He is definitely going to remind me of what I have done every day or whenever he is losing an

argument, which is every day."

"As I said, Rennalyn...

...we just have to live with it."

***

"Mother."

"Who...?"

Somewhere in the dead universes, there lies actually a civilization hidden from the rest of the multiverse a race so resourceful that they have managed to just roam free everywhere even

during the descent of the gods.

The Biolans The race filled with Riley's clones.

And right now, Aerith' Ross was currently in front of their Matriarch.

"You are my mother, Olseyir... ...and I have much to tell you."