Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20160726000337/@comment-26517142-20161009090752

Actually... in the memory, it was not a very fond recalling...

"Praetor.. WHY CAN'T YOU SEE TO WHAT I'M TRYING TO TELL YOU?!"

The rain was awash in heavenly tears. Thunder broke as lightning flashed, illuminating two battling figures in the middle of an empty field beside Praetor's home. The light flickered on Jeiel Yozama's face, and it wasn't hiding his pained expression.

He was shaking his clenched fists. Never had he thought of seeing Praetor again, after so many happenings had gone and drove the Order warrior to the point of madness due to him alone.

"I told you, haven't I? Olivander was sprung from a gene material mirror to mine by Septius for Matris' sake. He's not an abomination. He's her SON!"

Thunder.

"Septius... was already sick to the point of death before he perished that day. He was slowly regressing from a rare affliction. He wanted to make Matris happy by giving her a child she always wanted to have. And in turn... spurr her into admitting... what she held in all this time..."

Lightning.

"Can I blame it Praetor? CAN I BLAME IT IF ALL WHAT HAD HAPPENED WAS BECAUSE I MET HER?! PERHAPS IT WOULD HAVE BEEN BETTER I DIDN'T!! THEN SEPTIUS WOULD HAVE ASKED FOR HER HAND IN MARRIAGE AND SHE'D HAVE ACCEPTED HIM WITHOUT ANY RELUCTANCE AT ALL!!!"

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