Dear Ms Lady Demigod

e can only stay in your memories and not in front of you. The warmth that you once felt when they patted your head will never come back again. I hate those happy times, because

rienced death in my life and maybe it was the last time I exper

s an Earl, we were, what the common people called us, an 'elite class family'. Even now in the 21st century, we were a rich and respected family in Moscow.

h something with my right hand, it breaks in thousands of pieces, be it an object, a plant or a human, anything living or non-living without exceptions. But my left hand is worse. Anyone, who I touch with my le

decided to pass my life peacefully, locked up in these four walls, spending my time reading. I love books, because they d

ed beating. It's as if I'm a living corpse. I have lost the ability to live and the ability to die. Right now I'

e world. I don't know if I have any relatives. Even if there are, somewhere in my heart, I do

myself and this wor

be I should go to the store to get som

s absolutely necessary. Either way I don't have any basic food requirements like normal humans. It saves money as I don't want to spend

ks last for a month and suddenly I bumped into someone. It felt as if I was about to faint, I was hit really hard. I groaned as I

et him apologize and then just go your own way." Was w

uys of three types which I hate are the guys who are blonde or have curly hair or who are playboys and attract attention. This bastard was all three of them, so I developed an instant hate for him, even though he looked like a 5 year old, I knew exact

t truth to be told, he would look really gorgeous if he was dressed properly or if he had a better guardian. Hi

e was going to touch my feet or do something lame like that to apologise but that br

e thing which was obvious, I pushed that brat away and shouted at the top o

at but he was rude, I mean who gropes you on the very first meeting and even when he

my right hand' was what I was thinking. As you can see, I

that boy asked me to wait, he was about to touch my right hand so I pulled myself back and shouted at him to stay away but he was reluctant so I did what was the b

ut I didn't regret my words because maybe this would keep him away from me. I turned my face, and began moving

questions, firstly-"He looked really serious so I was curious what would he ask, he finally opene

is extremely rude. Which kind of person

r to such a lame an

ou think I'm too flat and you took me out from the category of a girl? If it's a joke, it's not funny at all" I was seriously annoyed and waiting for his reaction when he gave a half smirk and said "

hell is a contract? I knew nothing abo

and maybe he is no, he IS mentally challenged. Please help him." As a concerned and good citizen, I reported him to a nearby police statio

, there is no

ere, near t

ust that red car,

blind?! He's

here's rea

g, can't you see that

want some water? What did

ink I'm hallu

how the conver

ring" said that brat with a smile while I was feeling doomed. "What are yo

t I tell you yet? Oh. H

your curls rea

at- I'm

ht! Stop scr

a star. The ones you see i

he hell are you

st me, there are many

others?

, I just want to for

stantl

brat-

to be too troublesome. Besides why are you

cause, only y

ive a shit about tha

orld would I care about someone else's problems, I myself have enough problems to deal with, I cannot possibly add any more. What a persistent brat. Maybe he's ju

elt a chill down my spine as I heard it. I was still half dressed. I turned back only to find that BRAT standing at my window I

s definitely tress passing wasn't it? And above all that he violated my private space by entering

may end up taking yet another life but she won't

umbled, "huh?"

his irritating smile on his face. "Do you take me as a fool?" I was a bit relieved, "But there's a really cute mole on your back"

rtant thing escape my mind. I'm sorry mother, father, I've again let you down. I'm so

ime? Thinking all this I reached my hand towards a flower pot nearby, I was feeling slightly happy thinking that I was finally free, but maybe, happiness is not that easy to att

one to witness it were not my parents, it was this 5 years old looking boy who was a complete stranger for me. I had show

bout this guy. Maybe he wasn't lying at all. Maybe he was actually a star. To this questio

curiously, "Well that is... a spe

e hell did you ju

g of a mortal and a god, that's what a Demi

ng me you brat! I'm so no

ing that all humans h

ill, I'm sure both my

case. You are a living proof tha

at. That's true, I believed for all these years that we're

en you are

I'm just a star. You cannot possi

at exactly is th

ids to the demigod who are destined to

are more demigods out

t- "Pre

why are yo

ong the 7 billion population of the world, and they even resemble humans, so it become

an you say

od we'll meet will be our master. I told y

if you don't li

over that, that's our fate, we canno

Becau

e are connected by a

an, we can't have

y anyone else, in short, a demigod;

ious! Do you have any idea how much

the age doesn't matter, w

F#@k

"Now now...

"W

"what". Now when everything's

happen if we fo

ll form a contract, you'll

hat pa

, you'll enter a parade

exactly

ll the 5 realms or clans- the demon clan, the giant clan, the fairy clan, the Goddess clan and the human clan. The one that guards that gate and has supreme power on all these clans is a Demigod. A Demigod is immortal; he only retires at old age and passes its positio

do the Demigod

ods to become a gatekeeper. The star spirits of the

aren't you too y

; the age does not matter, the strong

e who lose? Wha

h. If you win, you live, if you l

. I'll have to

n't die, they just disappear. You just have to take it easy and put on the

ly not! I'm n

ough of it. Everything was turning gloomy, just like back then. I couldn't hear anymore, I can't face it anymo

red to

scared

that there is no one who will light up for you. For peo

ebo

help me

day, I'm losing

om a cliff, wh

will n

ut" I

What a

which I have seen. Are you trying to make me repeat my past? Get out! Never ever approach me again. I'm

just... couldn't look at him. He doesn't dese

ecame dreadf

e and when I raised m

g him later on and disappointing him. A Demi

ain and I began spending my days reading,

s, I can still clearly remember which kind of woman my mother was. She was kind hearted, and calm,

raise your head high and say that you're beautiful. Those people who cannot find the beauty in others, their beauty will eventually fade away. Eternal beauty lies here, deep i

t that chance, but she let it go, she was too foolish to realize it, and when she did, it was too late. But Vierne, I don't want you to do the same mistake as mom. Promise me, once

m the

d up at the night sky while having my head filled with all these thoughts, did I,

n the library of my house at nearly 11 o'cl

ross his face. I couldn't believe, what does he think of himself. He was so full of it, but, at

My life is much s

ring?" He said as

otize me or something? I was so

re you

m a con

stinate. No, I think I told you off prope

really really close to mine and said "I can

ven know the meaning of what he's saying? What does he plan on doing after forming that

close to mine, I couldn't feel his scent at al

as

o form a contract

use, I want

ce, what do

ee me. I basically have no importance in this world. I'm just a shadow. I don't have anything to lose, anyone to protect. I want... A soul. I want to make friends; I want to talk to people. I really worked hard, trying to learn this language. I

But just like me, he can't touch or eat anything, he can't feel anyo

sh. But, what about my wish, is it not important? What wish?

y make mother really sad if she saw me now. I don't want to be someone like that. I don't want anyone to suffer like me. I want to have hope in this world ag

m an

l do

uh

ct; let's

he said this. "Really? You'll d

not j

stly? You're

ea

ht? A contract, once made, remains for

noying, shoul

eally happy! I've been waiting

p before I ch

-Y

he hell do you

y easy, jus

ont of the glass window of a jewellery shop, waving at me to come there. At first, some

me towards himself. Then, he asked me to watch our reflection into the glass window. I had no idea what the hell he was doing, but as I turned towards the mirror and watched our reflection, a bright light covered the scene and everything started becoming white. It was just as if was the world was fading and I was in fr

eyes anymore. It felt as if time had stopped. Afte

d weird. I felt that now his hands were much bigger. I was so surprised that I suddenly opened my eyes. I couldn't believe what I saw. His hair still looked blonde and unruly, but there he was, all grown, I couldn't believe that it was the sam

the

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