A star? I wasn't even close to being something as beautiful. But... undying? Yes. I was. Since death never ever accepted me into its embrace. So what if I live this story to its end one more time? Just one last time. I want to feel it, living, rather than death. Only once. What awaits me at the end of this never-finished draft, I wonder... Is it the cure to my curse, or yet another rebirth?
-Why...
Why isn't he waking up?
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The child bumped his head into his master's belly, winning and sniffling.
-Papa...
The man has been unconscious ever since they came back from that town. Eleen examined his body and even The Resistance's doctors checked on him and everyone agreed that he didn't have any physical problems except for blood loss. His chest was so miraculously healed and nothing was left from the gruesome hole except for a peculiar scar, and after receiving treatment and medicine, the wounds he'd sustained from fighting with Luscious had also cured.
So why was he still unconscious?
Maybe he used too much Aether? No. Looking at his condition, at the hair that was clearly lighter in color than what it was supposed to be, he had indeed overused his holy power.
-But still...
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