Mask

Now that the problem was already created, I should just go with the flow to where the scenario of the novel will take me.

Still...

As my thoughts overcame me, I suddenly heard a soft voice of a girl around the corner.

"You seemed to be having fun. Well, then. Do you want to spar, Athan?"

It was none other than Cossette.

"Sis...ter."

'Why wasn't she worried when the prophecy appeared...? Wait, why did I even asked? I already know it anyway.'

Staring at her indifferently, I once again opened my mouth to spoke.

"What do you want, sis?"

Now, I get that your probably wondering, why did I called her "sister" just now?

Well, it's because she insisted...no, forced should be the right word for that. It was because she said that if ever that I decided to not call her sister, she would immediately go on rampant, obliterating anyone in her path as an revenge for hurting her feelings.

Damn, I never thought that she'd threaten me that way.

"Athan, I get that I'm pretty but please quit staring, bec
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