Aberdeen city, 16 years prior
Ansel felt his head spinning as he was carried away like a dirty potato sack by the teenage boy who rescued them.
On the other hand, the little girl was comfortably carried on his arm, her arms intimately wrapped around the older boy’s neck.
She was safe, protected, and very comfortable with one of the teen’s hands making sure she didn’t get hit by stray twigs.
Ansel in contrast was very different. There was even an occasional branch that hit his face.
The distinction was very stark.
"Garan…" he could hear the girl sob. "Are you okay?" She asked, a milky voice filled with worry.
Ansel couldn’t see the teen’s reaction though as his line of sight was on the ground the whole time.
As they ran, the boy responded with a simple "Hmm." And then they enter the denser forest and his pace quickened so they could get away from the kidnappers as soon as possible.
Ansel was already feeling nauseous from the previous pace, but now he got even dizzier as the boy ran quickly across the woods.
Blop, blop, blop
The surroundings were shaking so much, it was like his brain was jiggling.
Blop, blop, blop
Eventually, he couldn’t handle it anymore and… he lost consciousness.
.
.
When he woke up, he saw the worried faces of his parents. Immediately, all the wrongs of the world popped like a balloon.
"Mom… dad…" he squeaked, a pool of tears quickly lining up his eyes.
All the tension and suffering seemed to overflow with his tears and he started sobbing.
Mother looked heartbroken and immediately approached him, placing him in her warm embrace.
He was not good with words and he didn’t like using them, so he expressed his sadness with sobs.
It took him a while to calm down and he finally looked around, little eyebrows furrowing when he wasn’t able to see what he was expecting to see.
Mother held back a smile. "Are you looking for your new friends?"
He nodded cutely.
Mother suppressed a smile and turned to Father. His father gave a knowing smile in return and went out the door.
Several minutes later, he re-entered with two beautiful children on each side. There was the girl from before even cuter all cleaned up and with her hair tied in twin pigtails.
Just looking at her comforted him very much.
The teen was even scarier (and cooler) although he was covered with a lot of bandages all over his body. He couldn’t tell at all he was injured by how he carried both of them.
Inexplicably, he looked cooler in Ansel’s eyes.
Anyway, the little redhead’s eyes were wide as he stared at them, feeling extremely elated to see them.
He felt his mother pat his small head."This is your new sister and brother." She said, smiling, and Ansel’s green eyes went wide in shock.
Mother laughed and gently pinched his cheek, guiding him off the bed and pulling him closer to the two older kids.
"Don’t you want to greet them?"
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Present.
"ALTHEAAA!!!" He yelled but, unfortunately, there were too many monsters between them. It was those ugly blue frogs as tall as his waist that were in the dozens, the metaphorical gorges between him and Althea.
With renewed energy, he went ahead and swung his sword, using his skills as much as he could.
[Killed Juju Frog (Lvl 2): +50 Experience, +50 Copper!]
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