As long as you have the use of your two legs, I expect you to come home whenever you can and let us love you. That is our right as your parents. Okay?”
In place of the previous narrow alleyway leading toward a worn-down shack was a marble-paved road stretching toward a three-story building with a gold sign that read: XYRUS ELIXIRS
I thought of my father: his firm gaze, his eyes drooping slightly from age. He had been the one who had taught me the importance of what the Bladeheart name represented. Would he be proud if he saw me now?
oh no. this is so sad
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