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Alice began to watch Sylph’s memories, as her heart felt soothed by such beautiful memories of a tender previous life. For some time, Alice began to think that Sylph enjoyed a first life of love and care, without realizing that it was just small fragments of the beginning of something that changed her life tremendously.
After all, what she saw was the “before” where things were still okay, her childhood and how she spent it taking care of her little sister while living with her parents. Alice even began to get a bit jealous, as she thought that Sylph had always everything nicely, and that she shouldn’t try to hide her past from her because she always said it was “painful”, and even more, Alice thought Sylph in her previous life was spoiled.
She wished to have lived a life like that, filled with happiness, beautiful moments with a family that loved her, and also to experience what it felt to be loved so much by parental figures, as her own parent, that one God that created her, never saw her as anything but a Failure, an object that was broken, and quickly discarded.
However, she reached “that” part of Sylph’s memory fragments. Alice wasn’t just browsing through all memories, and the memory share made in the familiar’s contract often varied from person to person, sometimes even being considered random what kind of memories could be shared.
But it was said that they aligned with what was compatible with one another’s past, and therefore, a feeling of empathy would be created even stronger than before between both parties.
And what Alice was seeing now… was horrible.
She realized that she was wrong for thinking those things. Sylph didn’t really had a beautiful life in her previous incarnation, or well, it didn’t continued being beautiful after that… incident.
A night like any other, a group of Bandits suddenly attacked her village. There were warriors in there, of course, the villagers fought with whatever they could, the men were brave, and they had already fended off beasts before in a large group. However, against bandits with larger weapons, better coordination, and numbers, they ended being massacred.
…..
That night was when the darkness of the night was illuminated by the light of the flames burning many homes. It was a night that nobody that survived would ever forget…
Luna in that time had woken up due to the commotion, and quickly jumped out of her bed to find the entire village outside being dominated by bandits.
Her eyes were filled with horror and fear as she saw many of these savage men holding the heads of her friends, of the neighbors… it was all so horrifying.
Luna’s heart began to beat faster and faster as she swallowed saliva and ran towards her sister’s room, finding her awake as well and holding her tightly in her arms…
“B-Big sis, what is happening?!” she asked frightened.
“We have to run, Linda, we have to run!” said Luna, holding her little sister, she didn’t even grabbed anything else than her and ran away out of the room, finding her father and her mother that had come out of their room.
“Luna! Linda! T-There’s a bandit attack… T-The people… the houses… its all burning! Everyone is dying… Oh my god… Oh my god!” cried her mother.
“Shit! T-Those must be the bandits of the Mountain… So they ended coming so far only for us?! Damn bastards must be desperate for money now… Let’s go! Let’s run for it! I know an acquittance in a faraway village, we can stay there, there is hope!” muttered her father.
Both of them had come to look for them, and with all four of them together, they planned to quickly escape as fast as possible.
CLAAASH!
However, before they could even open the door, a large torch hit their window and broke it, setting on fire the interior in a second, the flames were fierce and quickly began to burn the furniture and anything they found, meanwhile, the door was slapped open by a trio of pair of large men, covered in scars and wearing monster pelts, holding large axes.
“Gyyaaaah!” cried her mother in fear, as she saw the flames burning all the precious things in her house, all the things they had spent so many years building, so many years accumulating, all these memories were all being burned to a crisp.
“Oohh?! Three woman, and they’re all pretty!”
“Oi, you surrender and we might not kill you.”
The two men smiled maliciously as they pointed their axes at Luna’s father, as they spoke to him about leaving the women and that they might spare him, which was obviously a lie, as if he were left in the house, he would surely burn to death.
“D-Dad…!” muttered Luna.
“Dear…” cried her mother.
“Papa… I am scared…” cried Linda.
“Tch…! FUCK OFF!!!” roared Luna’s father, grabbing a trident he often used for the farm and slamming it violently against one of the bandits, piercing their stomach and pushing him down.
“Guuuaaakkkhh!!!”
The bandit cried in agony as his stomach was pierced by three sharp blades and his body pushed down into the ground, he suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.
“GRAAAAA!”
Her father suddenly roared like a beast, using all the rage and adrenaline of the situation as he began to constantly stab the man’s stomach and then his face, leaving him completely unrecognizable.
The other bandit was startled as he looked at Luna’s father decimating his partner.
“You fucking bastard!!!” roared the bandit, raising his axe and about to kill Luna’s father!
“FATHEEEEER!” cried Luna, as she left her sister to her mother and pounced towards the bandit, using a dagger she had just grabbed from her own room, which she often used to make small figures out of wood for her sister to play with, and fiercely stabbing the bandit in the neck.
“RAAAAA!!!”
She roared desperately, stabbing the man countless times in the neck!
“Uuuaagggrrggaaggrga…!” fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
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