"It's still the same," Aren mumbles to himself when he returns to Iravan. The dusky skies of the Dark Realm are painted with soft auburn sunlights. The familiar air makes him feel safe. After so many years, he has returned to this world.
He glances at his younger brother's back. Ai hasn't said anything since Ari was buried. The Dark God is the same.
Is Ari truly gone?
Adira hasn't explained anything. And he can't ask him either. As for Ai, his younger brother is still grieving. It makes him worry. His relationship with Ari wasn't the same as Ai's relationship with Ai.
Ari was like a mother to Ai.
He knows the pain of losing a mother.
Just like him, Ai has closed his heart to everyone. As he's his brother, he's going to do everything in order to open his heart. Back then, he didn't have anyone. But Ai has him.
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