When I growup
*Excerpt* "I am thinking of taking out a loan," I rolled my eyes, and thought to myself secretly, 'what an idiot but I can help this idiot!' I began with my lecture, educating a dedicated 'servant' is the duty of the 'master'. "A loan from a bank takes around 30 years to pay off, but if you rob a bank you are out in 10," "Ah...erm...Di'ordi what's with your head?" I felt puzzled by this, I mean my logic is sound! you don't have to worry about food and shelter in prison. I mean my 'servant' is decent enough to become a big boss while in prison. "Nothing, I robbed a bank a while back but my accomplice got caught the fool spent 10 years in prison but now she's out and living well." Ah, my last life but she will never know. "f*ck!" "No need to spout such filthy words, I haven't beaten you to a pulp or anything," -- Di'ordi had lived a fulfilling life and died beside the man she loved and surrounded by the men who secretly loved her. Of course, those men had been repeatedly suppressed for the past hundred years but because they are in fact his shattered soul made flesh weakening him, he had granted them a boon to stay by her side as her friends. Upon her death, his fracture souls were then bonded to her wandering soul and followed her to the thousands of light-years away planet to be reborn and join her once again. The issue is, it became a bit complicated due to her siblings and other circumstances. --- *Disclaimer notice: the cover is not mines, credit to the original owner* original novel~ please vote, thank you~ WPC February event~
Shudder
"Everything will be ok littlest."
"En," I whispered. I felt it would be. My siblings who are close seem to be too calm.
"Yes, we are here. We will always protect you. What eldest brother had mentioned before it does not matter to us."
The fourth brother said. I bit my lower lip and kept my head down; I had no desire to see their pity. In fact, were they pitying me all along?
I have no parents and at present am actually simply alone.
So perhaps… "Littlest, we… we are your siblings. Even if we maybe not related by blood, it does not matter because to us you are still a Jah."
"She is right, you are our littlest Jah now and forevermore."
The sixth brother stated, his voice is low, he is quiet naturally, with waist length hair. Yes, waist length.
He usually wore it half up, half down. The back falling like a dark blue black waterfall.