My father's core was slowly fading as time passed by. Ayla and I tried to pour our energy into regenerating his core, but it only slowed down the process. The only way to dispel the curse was either to enter the bridge of trial or defeat Sephtis.We were distraught to see him fading slowly despite the efforts of all the Immortals in Nirvana."The Gate of the Abyss was securely sealed after Arie's death. Even Ayla won't be able to open it anymore unless you both combine your powers," our mother said while looking at Ayla, who suddenly looked guilty."Is there something I didn't know, Mother?" I asked."The day Sephtis attacked Nirvana, Ayla opened the gate of the Abyss, saying she wanted to see her real father. Your father just got back from a long war in the land of mortals due to the descendants of the Immortals and tried to help me stop her from opening the gate, but it was already too late. She fainted after using her power, and Sephtis suddenly entered Nirvana and fought with your

We were transported inside a familiar palace with a familiar throne made of bones and skulls. Walls were made of dark marble, surrounded by eternal flaming torches and glistening crystals that brightened up with our presence. There's a huge cauldron beside the throne that allows one to oversee the world of the beastmen, and the ceiling is too high and dark as if it were covered by the shadow of the Abyss. "Welcome back, my dear children. I've long been waiting for you. Oh! Interesting! Are you looking down on me?" he growled as he stood up from his throne and walked towards us wearing black chained armor with the mark of the Winged Black Wolf. We were kept down by the shadows controlled by the god of death, but Ayla broke free as she transformed into her passive-aggressive form and ran in front of me to block her father's path. "You won't be able to touch Arie as long as I'm still alive, Father," she snarled while holding a sword against him. "Hah! So, you will only call me 'Father

It didn't last long, as the pain turned to numbness and soon disappeared as my eyes regained sight and I saw a horrifying view."W-why?" I stammered in disbelief.She whispered and smiled miserably with her glimmering ash-gray eyes as her face turned pale in pain, "Te amo, soror carissima. [I love you, my dearest sister.]"She heaved blood, then faltered and fell to the ground.Ayla switched with me.I felt my heart stop for a moment and throb like it was stabbed by a million needles.I couldn't utter a word, and my mind went blank.I couldn't believe what I was seeing."No!" Sephtis howled as he pulled out his hand from Ayla's back.He turned back to his passive form and held his daughter's body in his arms.Weeping in regret and disbelief."How does it... feel... to take... the life... of your own... flesh... and blood... Father?" she grinned as she took her final breath with her final words.I rushed towards her and took her from Sephtis' hands, trying to heal her, but I could no lo

I was relieved to meet the Supreme God in my dream. I felt like my chest became lighter, though I'm still grieving. I accepted and faced reality faster with his help. "My dear, welcome back! How was your talk with Father?" my mother asked in a calm and warm tone. "He should have let her rest first before summoning her," my father sighed in a low voice. "You're right, but I believe He's just worried about her. She's His beloved granddaughter after all," she replied with a saddened tone despite her smile. "My dear, are you still tired? Are you hungry? Would you like some water?" Dylan asked with worry. "I'm well rested, and I don't feel hungry as of the moment." I chuckled and smiled miserably with teary eyes. "My dear..." he mumbled in worry. "I'm all right because she'll be alright somewhere. I just need a little more time," I responded with tears in my eyes. My parents also cried and hugged me, trying to console me without uttering a word. We were all equally hurt since we lov

The other Immortals performed their skills to entertain the guests in between meals as part of the celebration. It was fun since Nirvana rarely held a feast, but it was also exhausting because it lasted until dinner time. "Son, I've prepared a room for your family near Arie's room. I've also asked the servants to prepare the bath and new sets of clothing to change. Go ahead and have your wife and daughter take an early rest. I bet they're tired from the whole day of celebration," my father said to my brother. "Thank you, Father," my brother replied while hugging him briefly before following his instruction. "Mother, Father, may we go ahead to my room? I feel quite exhausted and sleepy," I asked. "Sure, my dearest! Take an early rest. The servants have already prepared your baths. But will your spouses be staying in your room? Would you like me to have them bring some extra blankets and pillows?" my mother asked. "Yes, please, Mother. Thank you and goodnight!" I replied in gratitud