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That same night, Sora gazed at the stars from the roof of the mansion next to Genoa.

- Sora... ¿Are you sure you want to be separated from that human?- Genova asked.

- Yes, I am.

- ¿I thought you loved her?

- And that's why I do. She received a letter to go to study at the university, and I know she is hesitating to go, and the reason for that hesitation is me,

if I can't convince her to go, that would be selfish of me.

- ¿Is it selfish to follow what your heart dictates?- Genova placed his hand on Sora's chest-. Because if so, all humans are selfish.

Sora smiled at Genova's comment, and placed his hand on hers.

- I stopped being a long time ago...if I satisfy my desire to be with her,

I would be robbing her of her freedom, and I couldn't live with myself if I did. She has a life that I don't have access to. Occasionally she will grow up and have a family, while I will remain here until fate has mercy on me.

- Life can be so complex, yet you are still being so you- Sora looked dumbfounded at Genova without understanding what he meant-. Your words are like a super philosophy, because by saying that you don't want to be with her, since you would be stealing her freedom, you renounce your desires, and the desire to long for something is what identifies humans, and even if you say that you stopped being one, your nature and heart your nature and heart are still human even if your body is no longer human.

Sora smiled at Genova's words; she was right, however, that did not change her resolution.

- Maybe so...- said Sora, leaning on Genova's shoulder.

The next day, Isabel got ready to go to school as usual, only that instead of taking the same route as usual, she where she met Maggie every day, she took another route different one so that no one could see her.

Arriving at the abandoned church, Sora was standing next to the statue of the

angel, her hands remained inside the pockets of her pants, and instead of welcoming instead of greeting Isabel with the same radiant smile, she had a serious expression on her face.

When Isabel saw him, she said nothing, she had never seen him like that before. Sora opened the hatch and descended the stairs to the tunnel, while Isabel followed him.

At the mansion, Sora walked up the stairs to the second floor followed by

Isabel. He entered one of the rooms and approached an enormous painting with a portrait of a man in an elegant gray suit, and a woman in an ivory dress, both holding hands and looking at each other.

- These are my parents- said Sora, placing her hand on the portrait-. My

father is Dr. Krause, and my mother's name was Katherine. In fact, you already you know my father.

Isabel adopted an expression of confusion, she searched through the memories in her head, but in none of them did she remember meeting Sora's father.

- ¿I already met your father?- asked Isabel, perplexed by what Sora said.

- Yes, the tree in the hospital is my father, Dr. Krause.

Isabel approached to take a closer look at the portrait, and noticed something very important.

important.

- ¿How did it end up that way?- asked Isabel, intrigued by the revelation.

- You will soon find out, but first I must tell you about myself, and how it was that I stopped being human... It all started in the orphanage where I grew up, at that time I was 7 years old. One day a couple visited and that's when I met them. When they saw me they immediately decided for me, so from that day on I became part of their family. Dr. Krause was a brilliant man, he had created a great empire, he had many companies and his inventions were revolutionizing the whole world. His name was constantly in the newspapers.

I believe that even today his name appears in the history books.

As time went by, I grew, always trying twice as hard I managed to meet their expectations, they were both proud of me, I had become what they expected when they adopted me.

Sora paused and stared at the portrait, as if caught in a memory.

- You always went out of your way to please them, ¿didn't you?- said Isabel, breaking the silence.

- Yes. That's right... it was January 1904 and my 18th birthday was coming up. At that time I had taken the medical school entrance exam at that time, although I didn't really have to take it, my father had used his powerful influence to get me admitted right away, and so I was. A month later the acceptance letter arrived, both were very happy except for me, but you know that already, so I'll skip that part. After the letter arrived, my health began to decline, the doctors examined me day and night, even so, they could not find a way to cure me, my condition was terminal.

My parents were desperate and, they were not willing to lose me....

It was when my father came up with the idea that if my human body could not resist the disease, he would look for a way to change it so that it could resist it.

- It was when he began to modify your body, ¿wasn't it?- Isabel pointed out.

- That's right, it was an impossible feat but he did it, many thought he was crazy, and I thought so too. With each improvement it seemed that my health restored, however, as I got better, so did the I doubled over got worse. My father was at an impasse, his efforts were futile, and I wanted to give up and not endure any more pain, I was tired- A tear slid down Sora's face as she remembered her past.

Ignoring his shyness, Isabel approached him, and embraced him. He remained stoic at Isabel's sudden comfort, yet he was so grateful for the embrace and how much he needed it.