Book 2: Chapter 68: Failed Talk Part I

Book 2: Chapter 68: Failed Talk Part I

Scarlet

No matter how I look at her, White looks so similar to me it hurts. She has the same frame, about the same height, same long hair even if hers is stark white while mine is black and red, same face, and even the same figure as me that Belle is always complimenting purely to see me blush. Despite both me and Belle having about the same figures, even if I most of the time purposefully wear clothes that hide my body to not attract that sort of attention unlike her.

Whites even wearing similar clothes wait, is that magi-tech armor? So even her magi-tech armor

I cant tear my eyes away from the woman in front of me. Which is why I immediately catch it when she sends me a faint smile. One filled with regret, sadness, and a faint amount of happiness.

A smile that vanishes and is replaced with a sort of apathetic rage directed at Destroyer the moment she turns away from me to focus on the Rogue.

My heart nearly stops at the sight of that smile. But it doesnt take me long to shake my head, knocking any and all of those thoughts away as I recover and take a step back.

She abandoned me. Even if she does regret it, it doesnt change the facts. She abandoned me at an orphanage, leaving me to live a shitty life without any parents beyond the parental figures Allen and Cynthia eventually turned out to be. Leaving me to suffer the abuse that befalls orphans.

Leaving me alone.The initial instance of this chapter being available happened at N0v3l.Bin.

This woman is not my mother. Doesnt matter if she gave birth to me. All that will ever be is a simple fact and nothing more.

I scowl at her, only to shift my scowl to the Destroyer in front of her who is now currently trying to run towards the window. With very little success as just seconds later, before she can even take her third step, a white film of energy covers her entire body, freezing her in place.

A few awkward seconds pass in silence as I look between the two.

Eventually Tar continues, I see you began to regret your choice after all, just like he said you would. White visibly winces at that, making my eyes go wide in shock at the effect his words are having on the most powerful human being in the world. Not only that, but youre even breaking the rules you set in place by talking with her now.

Amelia purses her lips at that while avoiding his gaze, only to eventually make eye contact with him again as she says, I wont be telling her anything. The contact will be limited to just some conversation. So its not going against the prophecy.

My eyes narrow at the mention of a prophecy.

Please, oh pleeaaase tell me she did not abandon me for a fucking prophecy I really hate prophecies. Both in movies, and in real life. The things are complete bullshit. Half the time the events in a bad prophecy only happens because the people try to prepare or stop those events. And other times the things just end up being used as fucking excuses for someone to do something.

And I also cant help but notice Tars ear twitching as if responding to my thoughts.

That is even worse, Tar says, his eyes narrowing at White. You abandon her thanks to a damned prophecy and then decide you regretted doing it and try to talk to her again in the middle of it, not even finishing what you started?

White winces again at that.

I scowl at the woman.

A prophecy.

I was abandoned because of a prophecy.