As I slowly contemplated about steali... borrowing items which wouldn't derail the plot, a knock on my door interrupted my reverie. The voice of child called out to me, "Brother wake up and get ready, breakfast is prepared." IT must've been Nero's sister... no my sister. Well it's time to eat. I got ready within minutes before going down stairs. I instinctually made way towards the dining table. There sat an incrediblely beautiful woman with typical westerner features with blonde hair and blue eyes, similar to my past appearance. Next to her sat a man you looked like a more mature version of me, minus the blue eyes, his eyes are red. In betweeen them, was a young girl who looked a like a minuature version of the woman apart from the eyes which are similar to the man's. It's my family. To me they were strangers yet for some reason I felt a surge of unknown emotions when I laid my eyes on them, love and protectiveness I assume. I was quickly broken out of my thoughts due to my mother "Dear, come quickly breakfast is getting cold and Daisy is getting hungry." Scolded my mother. " Alright, alright boss you got it." I replied elicting a chuckle from my old man. The way we spoke felt so unnnatural yet familiar to me. I quickly took a seat next to the petite girl next to me. "Brother did you sleep well?"asked my sister. "Yes, I did what about you Daisy?" I replied. I received a an enthusiastic nod as a reply. Later on she described her dream while she was asleep. I swear to whoever oversees the universe, if any demon dares to touch a strand of hair of this angel I will personally tear them appart. As I engaged in a conversation with Daisy my feeling of protecctiveness only further intensified, maybe this is what it felt like having a sibling? We were quickly interrupted by my mother who served us breakfast, but not before scolding my father for being too immersed in the news paper, It went like this, "Edmund Darkheart!." exclaimed my mother. My father gulped and meekly said " Yes, Sophia."
My mother scathingly replied "Your kids are here yet not even a peeep from your mouth? Moreover stop burying your face into the paper everytime before meals." Resignedly sighing, my father put away his paper afterall there was a saying, no matter how powerful men can be they cannot escape the wrath of their wives. We aate breakfast in a moderate pace, pancakes with assorted berries. From time to time we talked about things in general like news and what we were doing before breakfast. Overall a peaceful atmosphere. However I couldn't help but feel guilty as I felt that I deceived my parents and took place of their only son which they seemed to love alot. Also I felt apologetic to original Nero. Sorry Nero for taking your place. I swear to protect your family with the best of ability in your stead.