Clover opened his eyes to the cute faces of his two little sisters. His sisters, Arya and Verna, looked down at Clover from above his hammock with their chubby little faces that didn't seem to want to outgrow the excess baby fat in their cheeks. With curly golden locks of hair that were braided in the shape of a flower wreath on their head and two pairs of sparkling eyes that shone with the light of the stars, Arya and Verna could not be any more identical to each other.They were like a pair of twin stars that had been born in the universe and whose light shone for the other. Right now, these twin stars had looks of discontent on their faces and their lips were pouted in very cute frowns as they looked at their brother, who had just woken up from his sleep. It was as if they were annoyed at him for not answering their calls sooner.As a glorified siscon who loved his sisters to death, how could Clover stand seeing such a pitiful look on their faces?Clover love

Clover shook his head to get out of his dazed state, then he looked towards Arya, who avoided meeting his eyes due to guilt. Speechless, Clover could only stand up from the ground before making his way back to his original position.Seeing as her big brother was making his way towards her with an expressionless look on his face, Arya started to panic.Taking a few steps back before stopping, Arya tried to muster up her courage as she said to Clover."What do you think you're doing, big brother? Are you going to hit me?" Arya's voice trembled as she asked this, but Clover did not answer. Instead, he continued walking silently towards her.Now, Arya had a trace of fear in her heart and she was reminded that although her big brother was very caring and doted on her and Verna a lot, he could be unreasonably strict at times.Remembering those times, Arya tried to stand her ground."Don't go too far, big brother. You can't hit me because of this,

Clover reminisced as he was escorted into the main hall.One hundred years...It had been one hundred years since Clover had lost his parents on that fateful day. But to Clover, it was like it had happened yesterday.Throughout these hundred years, Clover had been focused on raising his sisters, as that was the only way he could numb himself from the pain.It was the only thing that could distract Clover from having thoughts of revenge.Clover did not hate his clansmen for exiling him or for labeling him with the title of a traitor who had caused the deaths of his parents.As far as Clover was concerned, this title was very apt and completely justified. The only person Clover blamed for his parent's death was himself... that and the ghouls who had attacked them on that day.Still, although Clover felt responsible for his parents' death, it was not to the extent that he wished to die or something like that. The only thing clover felt w

Clover was facing trial before the eyes of every living being in The Observatory.Before thousands of universe immortals and countless other living creatures that inhabit The Observatory, Clover was going to be sentenced.In a corner of the observatory, on a small modified asteroid, Clover's sisters, Arya and Verna looked up at the sky towards their big brother who was standing trial and they could not help but sob.Today, when they had woken Clover up and told him that he was asked to go to the lighthouse, the sisters at that time already had a feeling this was what was going to happen.Ever since the sisters, Arya, and Verna were old enough to understand a little of how the world worked, they had already understood that their brother who had taken care of them and loved them in the place of their parents was basically a convicted felon waiting for his sentence to be passed out.Throughout their childhood, the sisters had had to deal with others l

"Big sis Ursula... what are you doing here?""What did you mean by what you said?"Why are you preventing us from going to save big brother?"Verna immediately shot off a torrent of questions at the lady who had appeared in the garden.This lady had a head full of golden hair that flowed beautifully like a clear stream down a brook. Her face was angular and had sharp contours that were usually found in a man giving her a handsome and valiant look.Her eyes were a clear blue, and they sparkled like stars, much like how the sister's eyes did.This lady looked to be in her late teens and although her face was not cold, there was a certain dignified aura about her that gave her a confident look. Standing at the entrance of the garden, this lady exuded a comfortable feeling that would make one relax at the mere sight of her.Unfortunately, the sisters were not in the right mood to relax. Their big brother had just been given an unfair sent