When Demon Child Become Human
␑| Wishes To Remember

I sat glued to my eyes watching how it snowed slowly at the end of January. Looks soft but cold also felt to make me more immersed in the thick jacket worn.

Occasionally tidying the scarf on the neck because the steam of my breath is so visible. Even though the trees had fallen leaving white enveloped, I still spent time on the lonely iron bench.

Just simply .. want to enjoy the treats of nature.

"Some of you used to love sitting here."

Suddenly someone's voice sounded, making me look to the right. There was a young man who sat slightly keeping his distance there. His long purple hair was tied low even though if it was broken down it could slightly seal the cold. Even so, I did not comment and looked back to the front but once glanced at him.

"The guy's very strange. Personality; behavior; existence, all strange. One year, no one close to him what else invite him to chat, love? Such a person is easily incited. I finally thought about taking advantage of it, who knows who could benefit."

Then dry stiffness in the air. "At first it seemed like he needed me, precisely .. actually I needed it, because he reminded me of the most valuable person in life ...."

"When he was so weak and needed me, there I felt calm and finally realized.he reminded me, to Mother." And his eyes changed. "Mother is the only human being in the family and upon hearing the news that I was going to be drawn to Vaughan, it provoked the trauma of Mom because Dad was declared missing during the mission. Over time I saw my mother broken, her body and soul. I, as a child, could not bear to see that."

"I wanted to help Mom but it all ended up messed up because I was the problem. Finally I ventured to ask Vaughan for help, because they take care of the dragonic users, right? But you know what they do? Erase Mom's memory."

This young man immediately looked down deeper and deeper.

"I ended up living in Vaughan and was given a chance to visit Mom, but every time I passed in front of the house ... Mom doesn't know me. The longer the time goes by, the mother makes a new family. It was sad to see Mom with someone other than Dad; holding hands other than mine. The house feels foreign, or even I myself am a stranger to my only family. All I wanted was to make Mom feel better, not make her forget me."

"I also made a picture of Mom by lengthening her hair and continuing to smile. But it all ended up exhausting because this is not what I wanted. I was desperate and wanted to end my life .. stab myself, over and over; over and over again, just like Mom used to do. I used to help and stop her, even though Mom screamed at me. But I. .. No one stopped me."

I started putting my hands in my jacket pocket, the temperature felt pretty low what else forget to wear gloves but ....

"God did not receive my soul, I was instantly revived. I thought I had provoked the wrath of God and was afraid. Finally began to try to help His servants, maybe that is what God wants from me because he had failed to do it. Still, it all ends up tiring."

... Hearing him continue to speak, slightly repelled the frost.

"But the man; the strange man, did not know he was too stupid or anything to the point of being so sincere. He did not take advantage of my kindness and hard work like people do. Even the nonsense that I was his friend, he took me seriously and treated me like a friend. From there I know what I want, is that someone else remembers me and sees me. .. sincerely."

I started leaning against the bench and stuck my legs straight forward, slightly snorting.

"But over time she became exactly like the Mother who broke her soul, hurting herself; unable to hear my words anymore. Perhaps because of my selfishness, God ended up giving such a punishment. He also decided to leave. He said he wanted to keep going so as not to miss another. In fact, it was he who went far and I was left behind. I feel lost .. Friend."

And this young man took a deep breath.

"To the end, it was still strange. It reminds me of a star, like a real name brought from its original world. He said he hated the name but I thought it was appropriate for him. What else does he like to grant my request, which I have been difficult to get. He said he was the son of the devil, but .. Why does his heart shine so brightly?"

"That's because ...."

For the first time in a long time, I opened my voice and looked at him closely. Instantly the young man's body stiffened. Seeing that reaction, it somehow made me want to laugh.

"Even though the soul is formed from the devil for deadly sin, the heart is a blessing from God of virtue. Yin and Yang, in evil there is good; in goodness there is evil, it all blends into one. As my best friend once said."

The instant he turned his head and our eyes met, made me carve out a smile.

Crist was silent, long enough for me to feel awkward-ah, I didn't say it wrong? Why is his expression so?

As soon as he laughed out loud, relentlessly pushing me away from him and turning to patting me on the forehead? Why else this ....

"So your head is right?"

Suddenly Daniel appeared right behind us to my surprise, but Crist hit the blonde on the head with a clenched handbook.

"Auuuh," Daniel complained in pain, "what the hell, how are you playing?!"

"You're not being polite!"

"Well, I asked Red even you're the sewer! Where hair tied up again like Vampire antagonists in RPG Games."

"Then let me be the antagonist of your life, Daniel." And Crist smiled broadly along with many veins popping up around the neck.

"Ehe, my brother." The blonde ended up shuffling towards me while closing both palms of the tub apologizing.

"But seriously!" Suddenly Daniel moved to use the park bench as a jumping pedestal, ending up sitting between me and Crist who was increasingly made furious. "What are you doing here, Red? Dah mendingan?"

"Actually a little dizzy but they've let me out, despite having to check regularly and still living there."

"Why did you come here? Red, don't tell me you're sitting outside to cool your head ...," Crist suddenly said.

But I answered him with a sigh. "Yes! It was snowing-"

"Wahaha! So stupid!!" Daniel fell off the bench of the park. "Bad, you don't change!"

Heee, this time Crist laughs even though not as hard as Daniel but the shame immediately strikes, making me touch the nape of the neck clumsily. Though the head is already much lighter now, could it be because of hearing Crist tell a story?

I'm glad to see they're okay, too. However, Fate ....

"Haaah, okelah, your most distinctive feature." Daniel sat in our midst again and leaned towards me. "Continue after I beat you, you're right to realize right away until you want to take therapy? Which means I'm talking about, isn't it that you love Fate?"

Then I was stunned over perfectly rounded eyelids, ending up turning my face away from them making a soaring silence.

A few minutes passed when my heart had calmed down, I replied, "Yes, I've been holding this feeling for a long time."

"Loh, wipe---"

"Because of me ...." Quickly I cut Daniel off, leaned back and looked at the sky in a faint glance. "Don't know there's still room for me, in his heart."

Suddenly the sound of soprano working the tone with a distinctive squeaky accent made us all turn to the source of the sound; seeing Cecil running in panic to the point that he almost slipped on the snow.

"Fate's awake! Fate is so banguuun!!"