prologue I

When I open my eyes I see three little girls looking at me very curious, each of them with a different age in my opinion.

The smallest of them approaches fearfully and says "good morning dad"

I couldn't believe what my haters hear dad? Just hearing those words gave me goose bumps, since that fateful day I had not known happiness again, but these girls would change my life.

He was a happy person, he had a beautiful wife about to give birth to our daughter, a good job, a good home. I had it all, I had spent my whole life studying and challenging myself to get out, I lived in one of the worst neighborhoods in my country which suffered the consequences of a civil war and corruption, but after several years some things improved and the The war seemed to end, but not the corruption. So thanks to my effort I was able to apply for a scholarship at a foreign university, so I decided to travel to London and study at the best university where my life was torture thanks to classism and hard study days. But thanks to my strong character I was gaining sympathy and I met my future wife, who was my competition at university, she was competitive, a good athlete and intelligent, when I met her she was another rich girl who believed herself superior, we had many fights and we challenged each other constantly to know who was the best in the career in biology and chemistry, since I was little I always dreamed of being the best biologist in the world, I watched many animal programs when I could, and thanks to the efforts of my parents I was able to get advanced second grade books in biology Besides, my efforts to learn English helped me.

I knew that many European and American universities uploaded free material in another language, but the most in the academy is English, so I continually dedicate myself to learning it to learn more.

¿Dad, what are you thinking of? The little girl tells me, she was a little girl of about 5 years old, she had long dark hair, big and very mischievous blue eyes, very pink skin, she had a somewhat simple dress.

"Daddy, daddy" answers a voice that breaks.

I don't have the strength to speak, I can barely open my eyes with difficulty.

"Hell, don't get sentimental, we must first heal him" exclaims another calm and slightly mature voice.

The sisters were around the ages of 8 and 14, like their younger sister had long black hair, the color of their eyes differentiated them, the older one had blue and awake eyes, the second 8-year-old had brown and With a playful look, she also had her hair tied with braids of different colors and the oldest with a red bow, the three wore simple black dresses, with white collars and worn dark shoes.

The older sister takes her two younger sisters by the hand and leads them out of the room, she looks at me sadly, I still don't understand what happened at that moment, when everything changed.

One day while I was arguing with my future wife about a kind of tree, which in those university days I always argued with her, about studies she was not even my girlfriend, she simply approached me and kissed me.

"You are a fool" he told me "you can have the person who loves you in front of you and still you only think about your studies" then he shyly walked away, his face was red.

That left me confused, that night in the room I couldn't sleep thinking about what had happened, after all I always thought that he hated me.

When I realized I was in a bed wrapped up, when the older sister took the little ones, I tried to get up, but I could not, then I observed my hands, I still had the marks of the shackles on my wrists, the wounds on my entire body hurt. Then I began to remember that fateful day.

I responded to her feelings, and we became a couple, I went to meet her parents, she was practically a duchess or something similar, it was very difficult for them to accept me but her parents valued effort and intelligence so they accepted me after a while All this happened in the middle of the university career, after graduating we decided to go to my country of origin and visit my family, for them it was a great joy to see me again and especially to meet my wife, before we knew it we were already working in a laboratory in the United States. But the happiness ended shortly after.

While we were quietly working on a species study in South America, a group of strange subjects suddenly appeared in the building, all of them masked and with powerful firearms; They fired mercilessly killing everyone, only leaving me badly wounded, but still alive, my wife died that day, she was 8 months pregnant, we planned to go on vacation to my country after the child was born and she recovered (but I I didn't know about my wife's death yet). When I woke up badly injured in the hospital, the police questioned me about what happened, I told them what I could and then I asked for everyone, the police told me that I was the only survivor, in addition to that they had blamed me for everything that happened since according to the report I was selling information to terrorist groups. I was still in a state of shock at the death of my wife and my unborn daughter, when I tried to regain my reason, the police had already put handcuffs on me, they didn't even let me recover from the gunshot wounds, I still had one on my shoulder which became more embedded with each movement.

Because this happens to me! I was thinking, what wrong have I done to deserve these events!

What is really interesting is that they threw me into the patrol with great force, I fell in the back still bleeding, my name was already on the news as responsible for the events and they said that I had tried to commit suicide, all the recordings had been altered and the manipulated information. As I bled to death in the back seat of the police car, I heard the "policemen" laugh.

"Where do you think we should dump this garbage" one of them said as he took off his cap.

"We should torture him first" answered the other putting on a mask, no matter what we do to him, we already stole the information we needed and this piece of shit. A colleague from the investigation group sold the information about the work we were doing to a terrorist group, and the guy hated me since he had always been in love with my wife, so he conspired the plan for me to stay alive and be charged for All the means. The patrol stopped in the middle of the unknown and the men took me and threw me to the ground, it was dark and my vision was disappearing, I had already lost a lot of blood, I was sure that I was going to die soon, from the shadows came the person who I blame myself crying with rage, I was like crazy. "It's all your damn fault" he yells at me hysterically and then kicks me in the chest "if it weren't for your fault she wouldn't have died." He blamed me for the death of my wife, the very unfortunate was to blame for everything and still had the guts to blame me. Then he takes a razor and cuts my throat while saying "she should be mine, but you .. you took her away from me! And now she's dead" he yells as my life is disappearing I had lost all my future, my wife, my daughter, my reputation everything. I no longer cared about dying and I just felt like the hot blood came out of the cut and stained the earth, I was going to die in an unknown place, everything I had lived was disappearing as if nothing, life is disgusting, I thought.

"What an idiot"

When I woke up I realized that I was in a horrible room, the wound in my throat had been stitched up, I could no longer speak, I had no strength left, all my spirit had abandoned me.

The guy who had cut my throat was standing in front of me, the only lighting in the room was an old light bulb, the next four years were of torture against me, until finally I died.

The last thing I heard was a female voice saying "Help me Dear"

I opened my eyes, I noticed that my wounds had disappeared, I was face to face with a beautiful wounded woman, she was as beautiful as my wife, but she had a look full of sadness and regret, she takes me by the hands and says "for please take care of them "then she gives me a melancholic smile" you are going to be very important to them, protect your family "the woman is slowly disappearing, I don't understand what is happening, the only thing that occurs to me is that she is an angel whom I hold his hands tightly and answer him.

"I don't understand what you're going through I ... I ..." the words do not come out of my mouth, but tears do come out of my eyes.

I could only see the face of the beautiful woman, but I can see a very sincere smile and very calm eyes "I have loved it, I know you can achieve it" then he kisses me on the lips, "after all you are his father" end disappears.

The headaches do not stop, I try to lie down, but before I know it the wounds suffered open and I start to bleed again.

The door to the room opens violently and the oldest of the sisters enters, approaches me and places her hands on my chest, she recites some strange words I feel like a strange energy runs through my body, my wounds are closed by magic But the blood that I lost is not recovered.

"Rest" says the young woman "you are not yet in condition to leave, when we found you you seemed anything but alive" the young woman wipes the sweat from her forehead, her hands tremble from the overexertion.

"Th… thank you" is the only thing I can say to him before losing consciousness.

The little girl caresses the face of the fainted man "Dad I thought I had lost you" thinks the young woman, then she laughs quietly.

Ohhhhhhhhh! Maki wants daddy's attention just for her, a shrill voice yells, it was the younger sister who had suddenly appeared.

"Shut up Antonia" his older sister reprimands him "let dad rest, when he's recovered you can ask him whatever you want"

His other sister comes into the room crying, Mommy! Repeat over and over again, where is mommy!

Stop crying Anna! Her older sister is quite stressed, six months ago her mother died of a strange illness, now she must take care of her two sisters she tries to do everything she can, but it is very difficult even as a girl taking care of two other girls, she is on the verge of collapse, and after a day when they were visiting his mother's grave and suddenly a portal opens and a man known to her appears, her father! Covered with wounds, on the verge of fainting.

She takes her two sisters and forcibly takes them out of the stranger's room, all that noise can wake him up at any moment.

"I still don't understand what's going on," she thinks upset, "but this is a sign of hope"

Will daddy get better? Exclaims the minor with teary eyes, she had not met her father in person, when her father was born, he had disappeared.

When I woke up I saw the eldest of the Maki sisters (this is how she introduced herself) sitting in a corner reading a strange book, I already felt much better, the young woman told me that she had been in bed for 1 month, she was thinner and the young woman She was also very thin, it seems she doesn't eat well.

One month! I exclaimed, "impossible, what condition was I in" he asked.

Older sister Maki explains to me that the healing process was very difficult as my organs were damaged, she used a lot of medicine and sorcery to heal my wounds.

Are you okay? I ask him, his physical condition was not the best, I notice that his hands were bandaged.

She tries to hide her bandaged hands, "I'm in perfect condition" she says as she gets up and leaves the room "thank you" she says shyly, but turns back and tells me that there is a change of clothes in the closet to change, then she removed from the room.

I hadn't seriously detailed myself since I was sleeping, but my clothes were in tatters. So I make an effort and get up, I use a cane that was near the bed to support me, I open the small closet, I take a white shirt, black cloth pants and yellow leather shoes, although the clothes are my size I have baggy due to weight loss, I cannot complain before I must thank that I have clothes, when I look in the mirror I notice that I have a beard, years ago I did not see myself with a beard, it makes me look older and that I am only 26 years old But due to my terrible physical condition, I seem to be almost 30 years old, I carefully observe my body, many of the scars that I had had disappeared.

I spend 2 days in bed again, until I can recover, I cannot sleep at night, the darkness terrifies me and the memories of the torture do not help me to rest.

When I finally regain a bit of my strength, I decide to leave the room, I use a cane to support myself, my legs still do not have enough strength to support myself, then I find a particular spectacle, the eldest of the sisters tried to make someone eat vegetables to the two smallest, he tried to keep them on the table, but the other two were not willing to give up.

Have a good meal! Maki yells at him. And your Antonia don't eat the bread belongs to everyone! His sisters ignored him, in fact, they made defiant faces at him, the three girls were thin and in terrible physical and hygienic condition.

"Ho .. hello good morning" I exclaim I try to smile, but I feel uncomfortable. After all I don't know them.

HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! Shouts the smallest PAPAAAAA! You woke up, she runs and hugs me, lifts her face and smiles at me, her hair is disheveled and her face is dirty.

I feel strange, but his hug is very warm, partly I am glad to receive him.

PAPIIIII "shouts the other just as excited, she also comes out and hugs me, my body still hurts, but it feels comforting." Daddy don't disappear again "she looks at me and I see tears in her eyes, her hygienic state was equal to of his sister.

When I see them I think of my wife, for some reason I don't remember my wife's face, what I don't understand is why do they call me dad? It's something I have to find out.

Hey dad is still not well! Their older sister yells at them.

I find myself in the living room, a very simple wooden room, all the corners are full of dust and dirt, garbage everywhere, then I look at the small wooden table, I see that on the plates there is only a half-cooked potato, vegetables badly boiled and a bit of bread; The culprit of the bite of bread continues to hug me while she chews the piece I stole, the older one argues with her other sister.

I separate myself from the smallest and go to the kitchen, and the only thing I find is damaged food, and what is in good condition are some potatoes, salt, sugar, pepper, a bag with spices (coriander and long onion) .

"I think this can at least make a simple broth" I think, I keep looking in the cabinets for the utensils. All I can find is a dull knife.

What are you trying to do? The oldest of them asks, approaching the kitchen.

"A breakfast for you as a thank you", "by the way, where can I make a fire? The older girl points to a strange stove. "The stove works with mana stones" he tells me. I do not absolutely understand what she tells me, I only observe a strange stove with a kind of slot to place something. She walks over to the pantry, takes a jet-colored rock and places it in the slot, the stove immediately lights up. Did you lose your memory dad? She asks confused "Now you just have to regulate the heat using voice commands" she explains. "Got it" I really didn't understand anything, I let her be the one who turns on the stove and regulates the temperature. While the food heats up, I take care of cleaning the dishes using a sponge and what looks like soap, then I prepare the table, the older sister looks at me curiously as I do my best to improve the place, I go back to the kitchen and observe the broth, it smells delicious. "You can tell your sisters that the food is ready" I tell the older one, who nods to me and calls her two sisters. Maybe it was fatigue or hunger, but the three of them enjoyed this small dish. "Que ricoooooo" exclaims the minor, eating as quickly as possible. "It's ... fine" the middle one responds shyly, while she continues to taste it. "It tastes good," says the older one. I have no idea where I am, but I will do my best to take care of these girls, I remember what the woman told me "after all they are your daughters" I want to know the meaning of it and why I am here.