Mystic Twins: Heirs to the Thornbound Curse
Part 1– The Scene That Never Happened
A week had passed since Aetherion and Nyxara opened their eyes in this world—not as players, but as the villainous twins of the Vaethiel Family.
They had already accepted the truth.
—This wasn’t a dream.
This wasn’t a second chance.
This was the beginning of the end—unless they changed the story.
And now, lying in their velvet-cradles surrounded by an eerie calm, they realized something strange.
Selyndraeth Vaethiel
“...This scene didn’t happen in the game.” 💭
Nyxara’s voice echoed in Aetherion’s mind, gentle but wary.
Eirionox Vaethiel
“I remember... in the game, our parents didn’t appear this early. And they never smiled like this.” 💭
Because in Destiny by Fate, the Otome game they once played, their parents—Nymireth and Aurelkar Vaethiel—were monsters cloaked in beauty and power. Beautiful, yes. Feared, even more. But never shown as loving.
The door creaked open like silk parting shadows.
Nymireth Vaethiel, the infamous Thorn of the Empire, entered the nursery with slow, regal steps. Her silver hair trailed behind her like moonlight stitched in threads, her beauty so perfect it almost felt unreal—like she stepped straight out of the game’s character design.
But behind those soft lips and kind eyes was a mind sharper than blades, colder than steel.
A scholar. A manipulator.
A woman no one dared cross.
Beside her came Aurelkar Vaethiel, cloaked in dark velvet and quiet authority. He was not just a noble. In the underworld of their realm, he ruled as the King of Shadows, master of the unspoken, the unseen.
They were both villains in the public eye, yet now… they looked nothing like how they were portrayed.
—Not ruthless.
Not cold.
But human.
Nymireth knelt beside Nyxara and gently lifted her in her arms. The newborn girl blinked up at her, sensing something unfamiliar—warmth.
Nymireth Vaethiel
“My little Selyndraeth" 🥰
Nymireth whispered with a smile that held more pain than joy.
Nymireth Vaethiel
“You’re more precious than the stars I once chased.” 😄
Aurelkar followed, cradling Aetherion like fragile treasure.
Aurelkar Vaethiel
“My son... Eirionox" 😊
His voice cracked as tears fell down his cheeks.
Aurelkar Vaethiel
“I’m so happy to meet you. Your mother and I… we may have done terrible things... but we’ll never let the same tragedy happen again.” 😄
Nymireth Vaethiel
“This time, we’ll protect you. Even if it means destroying everything.” 😁
And suddenly, everything shifted.
This moment—never existed in the game.
In the original story, the twins only saw cold gazes, distant voices, a fate already written in blood.
And when they died—framed, hated, and abandoned—their parents tried to avenge them.
They failed.
And they died too, consumed by grief and guilt.
Their parents carried them outside—into a garden laced with black lilies and silver-hued vines, where the air was soft and strange.
The wind whispered over their skin. The sunlight danced like memories.
They sat on a stone bench, holding them close, as if trying to make up for a lifetime lost in another timeline.
Selyndraeth Vaethiel
“Brother.” 💭
Nyxara’s voice returned in Aetherion’s thoughts.
Selyndraeth Vaethiel
“This isn’t like before. Why are they like this?” 💭
Eirionox Vaethiel
“Maybe… they remembered something too. Or maybe this world really is a little different.”
Aetherion’s" 💭
Aetherion’s eyes stayed sharp, alert—even in a baby’s body.
Eirionox Vaethiel
“Whatever it is, this might be our chance to change everything.” 💭
Selyndraeth Vaethiel
“Then we need to act before the original plot starts.” 💭
Eirionox & Selyndraeth
“We will.” 💭
They couldn’t speak aloud.
They couldn’t walk or fight or cast spells.
But they could observe.
They could remember.
And soon, they would move.
The story had already started—but this time, they weren’t just characters.
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Just when I thought it couldn't get any better, I need the next chapter. Please update soon!
2025-07-11
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