Chapter 1: Wake up

"If you're trying to harm me because I tried to harm

you, in retaliation I tried to harm you because you're trying to harm me, but why

would I want to harm you?" Trying to make things reasonable on what is

happening.

About a month ago Lark the Son of Count Wilbert woke up

from his deep slumber after an accident during his travel to the borders of

Arcturus. They were ambushed by a group of Demonized Monsters called a Night Howler, a Wolf Monster that's been turned to a Nightmare that no one can figure

out how and where these Demonized Monsters came from, just that one day a

sudden burst of cold and dark smog that covered the entire Kingdom of Floras

turned some of the gentle monsters into a Nightmares.

During a sunny morning, the people on the Mansion of

Count Wilbert where busy running around the place, some people have been coming

in and out of the room where a young boy is lying on the bed, as a string of

light slowly crawl through his cheeks shining on his pale white skin, his eyes

slowly twitch as he wakes up from his deep slumber.

"Doctor! He's awake! Quick for call for the Master

and the Madam!" one of the maids exclaimed in excitement.

"Doctor here,” said the other maid.

He opened his eyes slowly as the doctor examined him, stare through the celling he slowly regained his memories of two lifetimes. The first memory was that he's happy all the time together with

his beloved person smiling and laughing full of tenderness and happiness. The second

memory are those heartbreaking and suffering during the disappearance of his beloved

person, the betrayal of his friend. The surging emotions of these two

lifetimes as well as this confusing cycle that he could not understand slowly

make him teared up. Lark tried to sit slowly on the bed as the door suddenly

busted open with huge force startling the people inside the room.

"LARK!" a scream coming from the door echoed inside the room.

A young man rushed through the doors and run straight to

the bed embracing the person on the bed tightly as though his

life depended on it, feeling his warm breath, the warmth of his body and

hearing him calling his name on his hoarse voice "Cyrus".

Lark was stunned when he was embraced by Cyrus,

remembering the painful and sad memories, thinking that he would not be able to

see this man ever again he tightly embraces this man tightly and not letting

go. He heard a coughing sound behind the man and saw an older looking man and a

gentle looking woman beside him calling "Mother, Father" as they slowly approach the bed. The

gentle mother hugged him slowly tearing up.

"I thought we lost you" the madam said letting go and gently hold his hands.

"Mother, I…(coughing)" Lark chocked

"We’ll talk more later, for now just do what the doctor

said" the count said while handing him a glass of water and slowly patting

his back.

Every person on the room listened to the doctors’ instructions and warnings, the maids took

notes on how to prepare the foods and medicines, the people in

the room started leaving calmly one by one, the only people

left are the Count, the Countess, Cyrus on Lark's bedside and the doctor. After thanking the Doctor,

the Count and the Countess escorted him back leaving Lark and Cyrus in the

bedroom.

Silence came to the room as the two of them were left

behind Cyrus slowly got up from the bed so he could rest, as he realized he was

leaving Lark hurriedly grabbed his arm as he remembered a person that day

saying "Wait!"

Cyrus stopped from getting up the bed and said "Rest first and

slowly gain your vitality, your still so pale" while caressing his cheeks.

"What about Orpheus?"

"He's fine, he visited two days ago and he was worried about you too."

"Oh, I’m glad to hear that he wasn't hurt." Lark slowly laid back on his bed.

"Rest first, we’ll talk more about it at a later time."

Reluctant to let go of his hands Lark keep staring at him

and said "can you please stay? I don't want to be alone."

Feeling softhearted Cyrus nodded and coaxed him to sleep,

holding him on his arms making him feel secured. Lark finally starts to feel

drowsy while listening to his heart beating confirming

that this man is still by his side and slowly starts to sleep. The days go by quickly and a Month had

passed, a loud whistle was heard on the southern garden of the mansion

and a biggest Condor slowly descends from the sky as it shows its magnificent feather on its

wings landing at the top of a chair on the garden.

"Pewee" Lark called the bird.

"I missed you; it’s been a long time."

The bird lets him poke and stroke its

feathers while it chirping softly as if replying to his inquires. The boy

and a bird talked and played for a while as if they’re in their own world, hours passed

the scream of a young boy’s voice sounded from afar calling his name.

"Lark!"

The boy jumped at him and hugged him saying "I'm so

glad that you are fine, I thought... I..." as he choked on his tears.

"Orpheus," Lark said slowly letting go with a dark expression the two of them stand on the garden surrounded

with flowers as a gentle breeze passing through.

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