“Look, Brother Ciel! The maple leaves are in full bloom again. It is the best time of the year to walk around. Come on and walk with me.” A sweet voice pulled Cielo from the abyss he was in. He opened his charred eyes with great difficulty, no matter how painful it was to peel his eyelids apart. The color of ash that filled Cielo’s vision did not dim the sparkle within his little sister’s eyes as she carefully lifted his body from the bed. Her movements were precise, a telltale sign that she was used to lifting him up from the bed onto the wheelchair. “I heard that you scared my friends again.” Shiela groaned playfully as she placed a blanket on his lap before guiding the wheelchair he was seated on to the shared balcony of the complex. “Brother Ciel, you can’t keep on scaring them. How can I work if I will worry about you all the time? What will we eat then? And what about your medicine?” ‘Shiela, you should leave me to die. You do not deserve a brother like me,’ Cielo could only

“Ma! Ma! Whews bwother, Ma?”Kriza Regalia turned around only to see her youngest child still clad in her pink pajamas while hugging a plush pillow. Hiding the worry on her face, she scooped Shiela into a hug. “Brother Cielo is out to meet your father.”Shiela’s eyes sparkled at the mention of her father. “Papa? Will Papa see Shiela?”Biting the insides of her cheeks, Kriza changed the topic. “Why don’t you let Mama cook your favorite food, hmm? Does my little angel want that, hmm?” Tickling her by repeatedly kissing her chubby cheeks, Kriza successfully averted Shiela’s question.“Yes!”“Alright, let’s go.”A servant rushed in. Her wrinkled forehead was sweating as her eyes looked elsewhere but Kriza. “M-Madam, you have a visitor.”“Lead the way.” Kriza did not need to know who it was. Only two people would dare to come to the second-largest mansion in the estate. With a grim expression, Kriza cradled her six-year-old daughter.“Madam Kriza!” The sweet, innocent voice of Raella Ruen

“Again!”The child-like voice of Rito became increasingly irritating for the heaving and kneeling Cielo Regalia. His limbs were trembling, and his energy was close to none.“Damn this!” Cielo muttered under his breath as he struggled to stand up. His spending black uniform as an official heir was drenched with sweat. His slick black hair was now disheveled. And his once sharp onyx eyes flickered a bright blue color every once in a while.Rito, who was squatting atop Cielo’s head, scoffed. “What? You are going to give up, boy?”“Never!” Not minding the added weight of the child on his head, he spread his knees, clasped his fists together, and closed his eyes. “I would rather die again than give up now.”“That’s the spirit!” Cielo hummed in approval. He formed a triangle shape through his clasped fingers and closed his eyes as he spoke. “Now, use the God’s Eyes again and focus! Until you find my domain, we will not stop this practice!”Cold sweat trickled down Cielo’s nose. The moment h

Cielo watched the retreating figures of Levon Satova and Amyr Ruen from the room.Sighing, he finally looked at the silent Velicia Aberon. To crack the gnawing silence between them, he spoke the moment he stood. “I can’t believe that the longest series of words I ever heard from you is because you are defending me.” He scooped Velicia’s petite body swiftly before he stopped midway to the wheelchair. Looking down at her, he gave her a smile. “I never know that Aberon’s heir held me in such high regard.”Instead of shying away from his teasing, Velicia Aberon placed her palm atop his shoulder, making him flinch visibly, earning him a giggle from the latter. “You have a question.”“You know of the God’s Eyes,” Cielo answered back her statement with another. For him, there were too many coincidental meetings with Velicia Aberon—in this lifetime and the other. He did not know why she was sticking for him when every clan of the four great hidden families regarded the Regalia Clan as nothing

What was good and what was evil?What was conscience?The moment Cielo stepped into the dungeon created by Rito, all of these lingering questions inside her vanished—as if they were never inside him at all. As soon as he felt the soft ground beneath his shoes, the space warped around him in a blink of an eye.Gone was the misty, dark forest around him, replaced by a huge maze-like garden. No matter how he tilted his head, the sky seemed far away from his reach. Surrounded by walls of grass and dozens of passageway choices, Cielo grinned.“Rito, this is useless for someone with God’s Eyes.” A pair of electric blue eyes gleamed as he raced like a madman in the right direction. “But would it not be a waste if I will not chew this course well before I swallow it whole?”Having been blessed by the omnipotent God’s Eyes, Cielo needed not to dwell so much time inside the first floor of a level-b dungeon. But the purpose of the training was to strip him of his conscience and the only thing th