When Demon Child Become Human
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Entering early September, it felt like the weather was much colder; forcing me to wear a long-sleeved sweater. Yes, the autumn. It doesn't feel like she's been in Vaughan for half a year. But how are you?

Fate rarely appears in clubs lately, to eat together almost never; a short message is also not answered. Ever since it happened a week ago, has he been avoiding me?

But ... why?

Moreover, his words back then made me fidget faintly in my heart. And for some reason, I felt a danger of my own-ah, again my mind was in chaos when the air was much fresher than yesterday. Still, everything I do does not calm down and subconsciously, complete the mission faster than the deadline set.

This afternoon, I walked off until my feet decided to just stop. So the face looked up, watching the orange dusk in a clean skyline; along with the rows of birds flying formed a silhouette, making me feel something was wrong.

Before long I took a deep breath and looked for an automatic selling machine not far from where I was standing. Maybe I'll buy a warm coffee. However, when just choosing a drink, feels someone touching the shoulder until the reflex turned-uh, Professor Gil?! I felt surprised and confused at the same time, what business is he doing with me?

"Did you see Fate?"

Then my eyelids blurred and spontaneously faced him perfectly. Even the sound of a freshly falling canned drink in an automatic selling machine I don't care. Because something must have happened to him. Slowly, I shook my head too.

Looking at my reaction, he sighed before ruffling his own hair. "What's really going on .. and in a time like this too."

A time like this?

He came back to see me. "You're close to Fate, aren't you? Can you go near him and ask him what happened? Lately, he's been hard to contact."

"Do you know where his last position is?" I quickly replied in a clear worried tone, "I'll try to meet him."

The eyes of the old man in front were closed as he clenched his long beard. Finally, Professor Gil replied, "You know where his favorite place is, right?"

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Favorite places. Favorite place ....

I repeated that sentence many times in my head as I took a quick step. Not so sure if my leg was in the right place but I did not stop; bet with my own feelings to the point of sipping coffee can in one throat, because of the strength of fear of something that is not yet known with certainty.

For my anxiety, I hope this time the instinct is to say wrong.

Finally arrived at the destination. I took out my wallet; set up an identity card and attached it to a scanning machine near the door; held it for a while.

When the door opened automatically, I immediately switched to several bookshelves along with an empty table on the first floor that discussed basic science. However, Fate was nowhere.

Ride again towards the stairs, looking on the second floor where the research information is stored. There's also no.

Stepping into the third floor of the case-ah compiler, there remains none.

I snorted and continued walking lethargicly to the top floor of the library.

Upon arrival, I was greeted by a large balcony. Clouds seemed close, lined up as if carrying a silent whisper waving in the lush trees. And under the sky that was slowly being swallowed to the ground, I stepped up to sit on one of the elongated benches.

His faint blue silver eyes were so empty.

"Fate." My voice whimpered, a little shrill because the taste in my chest was unbearable.

Then he called his name again; he kept saying his name, but he did not respond. Unceasingly looking straight up, as if there was only him in this place or I was talking to someone who had empty his soul? Silent; sculpting; silent, only silver hair waving slowly because of the wind exposure of a silent atmosphere.

Without a second thought I leaned my forehead on his shoulders. At that very moment, for the first time, the girl's body moved.

"Red?" I took a step back and looked at him who asked, "When have you arrived?"

Bizarrely. Unusual. I was like knocking on a very thick door but in the slightest you did not hear it, then as if to ask...who is that? Do I know you? That's weird, isn't it? It was strange because usually from a distance, Fate immediately noticed me. He was notoriously agile and deft but where did the girl I used to know go? Because now, this is like a shell that has been left behind.

"You're daydreaming."

For a moment Fate silently looked at me, before staring up at the sky again. "Must, I think I heard a voice."

"A sound? When did you hear that voice?" Why am I getting worried?

"Two days after Vaughan's birthday."

Fate was still looking towards the sky and-God, his eyes looking as if he was not here. "He called. Someone called my name. Asked me to come back, and said wait for me ...."

When he said that, his hand reached up to the sky like he wanted to reach out to the hand of an invisible person; as if he would just disappear - no, this is not true!

"Don't listen!" Spontaneously I got up from sitting and grabbed both shoulders.

Fate was surprised, looking at me in a slightly blushing petal; his right hand also slowly descended to the side of the body. However, his expression changed and ended up looking at me confused.

Uh-uh? Don't mean-ah, I immediately took it off and went back to sit on the side. God, what the fuck? I always get carried away but take her back ... home? To where? Andwhy?

I covered my face with two hands and leaned my elbows on my thighs. Because now my gut feeling is really bad knowing it. Is this what I was worried about? That one day it was precisely Fate who would-be

"Don't get too thought out" said Fate successfully lured me to look at him again, "so what business is there looking for me?"

Then I took a deep breath and took a slow breath. "Professor Gil, he's worried about you."

"Professor Gil ...." The bluish silver eyes widened at a glance. He immediately grabbed the phone from his pocket and checked something on his screen.

Instantly Fate's expression wrinkled, as if feeling guilty when looking at the time and the number of notifications on the phone screen. "Get up with Professor Gil and Lux an hour ago, I have to get going."

The girl rushed over from her seat, so I followed because even under these circumstances, her gaze was unusual; it was still empty. I'm not talking to a corpse, am I? Even when he's in front-of-the-

"Review ladder!" My reflexes were holding one of his hands.

Then Fate was stunned and turned towards me. "Oh, thank you."

Because of this, I felt Fate's hand so-ah, I continued to link our fingers, so slowly as if afraid of injuring. Because he looked flat-faced as usual. Merely, the bluish silver eye lost its binaries.

I asked, "Well, remember what we were talking about at Vaughan's birthday?"

"About your immortality?"

Apparently he still remembers. "Yes, you said pay. You said I wasn't going to pay. Meaning what?"

"... A payday? Whatchu mean?"

Huh uh?

I turned back to him, staring in disbelief. However, he just looked back at me in confusion. Fate did not know what he meant, it could be seen from his expression.

But I still remember clearly he was the one who said it, especially with an unusual-waiting face, or who at that time opened Fate?

Suddenly our steps stopped. Fate also took his hand off me and I realized, therefore, that we had arrived at the entrance of the library.

"I'm fine."

After a long time, for the first time, I let the girl's springy fingers touch my chest. But the words after that were not the words I wanted to hear.

"You don't always have to follow me."

And Fate left, without saying anything more. Here I was still standing, looking at her long hair slightly waving as she turned and turned her back to the library building.

I can't read her facial expression at all.

Pay; whisper, why did the girl get it now? Did I make a mistake to ruin the flow of destiny? Or is it like this at last?

Also be aware of ....

There was no longer a holy figure of Metatron in Fate's body. The aura of wings and feathers that I sometimes see when I am with him is now gone. If anything, he shouldn't be able to hear such a strange whisper, right? Because surely, someone is guarding his soul. And now ....

God, what really happened?