
“I have to go first...maaf” said a man put up his cloak hood without turning his head.
“Huum, it's okay – what. Liver – heart yes...”
The blonde woman drove the figure just to the outside of the fence of their residence while holding a white-haired boy –, she looked at the sad face of her mother some time after the person had died.
“Mama?”
“Iya?”
“What Daddy hates us?”
This random question surprised the mother, then she crouched down before gently rubbing her son's cheek to calm down. Blue eyes belonging to the two met, the beautiful woman was silent for quite a long time and finally spoke.
“Which may be so, he only has a lot of responsibility on his shoulders Louis.
“But...he never even wanted to spend time with me. Is it because I failed to live up to his expectations as—“
“Ssssttt...you are you..however you are...we have always been your Father and Mother”.
Warm and sincere hug her mother always remembered until now, an incident where she felt right – really loved also needed until her tears did not want to stop dripping. But like most happy moments that only last for a moment, the day came.
“Oek...!? Oh....!?
The sound of baby crying was heard through the swift sound of rain in the cloudy time, five midwives seemed to allow the robed man into the room lit by candles. His wife was seen smiling weakly while tightly hugging their second child.
“Mr...happy for the birth of your daughter but Madam seems—“.
“I know” cut it keep walking near the bed.
“Sorry...”.
“Why are you apologizing?”
“Cause...I can't keep you company raising him...”.
A TAP! A TAP! A TAP! BRUAKH!
“MAMA!?”
Seven-year-old boy – arrived – arrived drenched and covered in mud, signifying how hard he ran through bad weather to get there. His uniform was torn and stained with blood from a fall, his breathing hunting as if it had covered tens of kilometers.
“Welcome, you come home quickly today..” welcome her mother gently.
“Ugh...akh...aku—“.
“Come here, see how beautiful your little sister is...”.
His sad gaze slowly moved from the woman before him to the small bundle of men he did not want to be there. The little white-haired baby girl squirms to show that she is alive.
“Will you tell me her name before I uhuk!? Uhuk!?”
“Mama!?”
“Lyan...”.
“Very good....Louis you have to keep him in my place huh?”
“TIDAAAKKK.....!!?”
The boy shouted loudly after his mother closed her eyes and stopped breathing, trying to shake the lifeless body to hope for a miracle. The midwives who saw this tried to stop him but almost hit a blow, fortunately his father caught his fist and his hand continued to throw his body to the end of the room.
“Come out, let me handle the rest...”
“BASIC DAMN!? WHY DON'T YOU TRY TO SAVE HIM IF YOU'RE A GREAT MAN!?”
“He can't be saved anymore, your mother knows that...”.
“YOU DO HATE US!!! THAT'S WHY YOU'RE GIVING AWAY A HOUSE IN THIS REMOTE PLACE!? IS IT SO UNFORTUNATE THAT YOU HAVE DESCENDANTS NOT AN ELEMENTALIST LIKE ME!?” wrathful.
“Yaa...all your sayings are correct...”.
“BRENG—AKH!?“
The harsh lacing on the nape made her look blurry, when she finally woke up her mother's funeral was over. She came to him while sobbing – sedu, her hatred piled up year after year as her younger sister grew.
The girl did not have anything wrong with him, but because he became something that his father hoped would make Louis consider him just as bad. Even he was very far away from Lyan without ever explaining the reason for his actions.
“Kakak!? Welcome!? I just finished cooking here—“
“God, heinous killer...”.
“Eh?” Lyan froze hearing it.
“If you never existed, I would stay with me here. So stop acting you're her.”.
“Tungg—“
“Lyan? Let it be...” his father's advice.
Somehow he was able to survive in misery until he was twenty-five, a turning point where he found freedom. Teenage Louis sits in the middle of the courtroom, a red-haired female judge looking at him in – deep.
“Louis Frost...you are accused of mass murdering dozens of civilians....Do you have a defense?”
“No Your Majesty, I'm just bored..”.
“Defence!? Brother is just trying to save a small village near there, the victims are a group of robbers who disturb the peace of the environment around—“
“Be quiet basic noisy girl Louis looked fed up.
“Why are you even willing to be blamed!?”
“Because the evidence is no fool, I leave nothing and as I recall I never ask for help from you. What's more...do we know each other?”
“Sena?” call one of the participants.
“Hmm?”
“I filed for exile punishment out of town for – length...”.
“AYAH!?”
“HUAHAHAHA....YOU FINALLY SHOWED YOUR TRUE FORM OF OLD DEMON!?”
“You sure? He's still your son?” the judge asked again.
“My child or not, the guilty person still has to bear the consequences..”.
Finished saying the sentence just now he left the location followed by Lyan who was still protesting, he left, that day became history because the first time someone was thrown out of the city and became the origin of the Trash of the Human race.
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“Oi oi oi...you're kidding right?”
Louis came out from behind a shadow to a woman who was leaning on a tree with a large gaping wound adorning the side of her stomach, his mouth was covered with blood and just looking at him, anyone knew he was dying.
“Kak....Louis?”
“After I had the power to kill him, the old man was gone. And now when I'm about to finish you off, you're almost dead? Don't play – fucking play...”
“I'm happy brother congratulations, Daddy—“
“Enough!? I'm not going to be a listener to your last – words...”.
CTAK...!?
“Wait a minute brother, I want to ask for help...” hold Lyan.
“And why do you think I'd like to hear it?”
“I have a son, please protect him..”.
Louis's eyes widened for a moment knowing the shocking news, a hope that was almost completely lost from before his eyes as if coming back closer. He put up a cynical grin before speaking softly, “Really? Well then I'll kill him”.
“Hehehe...do it if you can..”.
“Basic girls kepa—“
The word – said Louis disappeared replaced by an old silence because he realized his body before him was dead, finally he buried the woman's body before starting a smuggling operation to what he used to call home.
He gazed through one of the tall buildings at the burial site of Lyan Frost, three of his students sobbing while kneeling on a tombstone without a body underneath. Louis slowly paused into the sky continuing to sigh deeply.
“Mama sorry...maybe this is the first time I failed to fulfill your request, but I promise to remove the source of your suffering. It's a damned system called....Elementalist.
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“Chairman?”
“Hmm? What is it Mira?”
“You good – okay? Your face is a little pale...” replied the girl was heart – heart.
“Ahhh...relax me, I only remember memories that I really wanted to forget....”.
“The leaders of other races called for a meeting because Elemental City had landed according to the approximate coordinates of the previous point..”.
“Good...” Louis got up while waving his robe, he walked out of the tent followed by another nine True Vanguards.
The gaze of the figure of – figure outside pierced towards them, it was clear the look of hateful face of each – but no one was stupid enough to attack due to his tenth powerful aura. Louis approached a special hall where Orion, Kris, Garyu, and Merlin were waiting for him.
“James? How about the hack?”
“I finished an hour ago boss...” said James saluted.
“Connect me then...”.
“Aye – aye..
Louis received a transmission fragment and then placed it near his ear and lips, and he cleared his throat several times and then began to announce. “I want to tell all the residents of Elemental City, if in twenty-four hours you do not hand over the ten Elementalists.
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