CHAPTER 45: RIFT

Myron stood at the entrance of the natural garden in a daze for a long time unable to go in. He hadn’t been there for so many years, but his memories of that place were just like yesterday, his parents having their usual one on one romantic picnic there while he and Collins snuck out of the mansion to peek at them, Him walking around the garden with his mother as she watered the flowers and told him of what made each flower special.

His mother died in a rogue invasion a week before he clocked eighteen. After her death, he developed a strong allergy towards flowers, the doctors said it had to do with his trauma of her death but he believed it was a punishment, his punishment for being unable to protect her. Just as his father was trapped in a coma for many years now, his condition seemed critical even though the doctor couldn't find out what was wrong with him. They were probably being punished by the goddess and stripped of the ability to even cherish the memories of her. Now Anna wa