"Father refused to enter into the celestial realm again. He said it's too dangerous and he doesn't want to leave my mother and I alone in this world."
Restraining her intense bloodlust, Peculiar calmly explained.
Amon scratched the back of his head in deep thought before offering the little words of comfort he could.
"I'm sorry for all that's happened so far."
Peculiar's pretty eyes went wide hearing Amon's warm, comforting voice.
For a fleeting moment a strange emotion settled in her heart before it quickly faded.
Not knowing what it was, she smiled sweetly while donning her own mask before replying.
"I've learnt to live with it. I just need to get stronger. I heard there are miraculous gifts that are even capable of bringing one from the dead. If I'm strong enough to find someone with such a celestial gift, I can finally help my father get better."
Sensing the confidence in her words, Amon nodded.
'Perhaps in the future I might be able to create such an ability…'
