Trying to Save my Favorite Character from His Tragic Fate

In the afternoon, Imogen goes off to get the relic of songs. Kyrie and Ian send her off. After she left, Kyrie asks Ian if they could talk for a bit. Since they are planning to go on a journey to find relics, Kyrie thinks that he needs to go back home to tell his parents. Besides, Kyrie has to do something about the stupid porcupine that he lost contact with. He is surprised that Yue has not appeared again after he teleported to the kingdom of Ethern.

After that, Kyrie and Ian go to Vicar Lovell to get his help to make sure that Ian receives permission from the king to go on the journey. Vicar Lovell agrees to help, and he sends a letter to the king while Ian sends a message to the academy about his absence.

When Kyrie and Ian are walking back towards Ian's room, Kyrie suddenly hears a deep woman's voice echoing in his mind, "Kyrie."

Kyrie, knowing that it was Vita, goes to the altar after informing Ian. The garden seems like it is frozen in time. Nothing changed from the first time Kyrie entered the garden to meet Vita.

"Hey, brat! I see that you have two men after you!"

Vita is still her old self surrounded in a cloud of smoke that smells sweet. However, the reminder made Kyrie's expression go cold despite his usual gentle appearance. The thought of Sil being again in his life makes him boil in rage.

"Vita… Why is Sil here? Or should I ask… How is he alive, ruler of the living?"

Vita gets taken aback that Kyrie is so hostile towards her, but calmly tries to address the issue.

"He was resurrected by the fallen god and went in contract with the fallen god to help his descent to this world," said Vita, dishearted after sensing the sour mood.

"How is that you were not able to control such thing from happening?" asks Kyrie coldly.

[After all, everything returns back to you. Both the soul and the memories.]

"Kyrie, before the soul goes back to me, there has to be a time where the soul will have to travel to get into my hands. The fallen god used this loophole to gain access to souls that can work for him."

[Seriously… How convenient…]

"There are some destinies that you can never hide from. Not everything can be under control, even if you are a god. There are times that even I have a hard time knowing which possible future will happen. When fate is turning, no one can stop the wheels of fate. Not even me."

Kyrie looked at the goddess sentimental while blowing out smoke. Her long eyelashes quivered, and she said, "I also had a time where I had been played by fate."

Both remained in silence for a while, and then Kyrie scratched the back of his head in annoyance because he felt that his words were inconsiderate.

"Sorry. I am just too affected that Sil is here in this world. We had a history that I hate to recall," said Kyrie.

Vita smiles sadly and looks at Kyrie as if she exactly knows what he is talking about. After all, what is more hurtful than a deep love turned into a bottomless hatred.

Walking away from the garden of oracles, Kyrie felt bad losing his cool when the topic relating to Sil came up. Sil's revival has shocked him to the core, enough for him to let his mind run wild. Looking at how Vita acted, she seemed to have gone through something, but as to what, Kyrie was not sure. There were no records before the creation of worlds. Plus, how can mortals interfere with the affairs that pertain to a deity? Despite Kyrie's behaviour, Vita, in the end, gave him the ability to control light magic. Although he is grateful for Vita's constant favouritism compared to those who were her direct servants, Kyrie felt a sting on his ego.

[Am I really that weak or she saw that I actually needed this?]

Seeing Sil again felt like time went back a couple of years ago, on the day that he died. Like that day, his hair was down, with tired eyes, and a frightening wicked smile. His entire aura changed into a spiky presence as if the gentleness that he once knew just an illusion. The Sil that he called as someone important is gone. The Sil that had a gentle smile with a clean appearance and hair up, wearing the usual company formal attire, and would talk silly and jokes is gone. Maybe all was an act or the cruel passage of time.

Kyrie suddenly felt the need to see Ian again. He walked fast towards Ian's room and stopped in front of the door. He wanted to knock, but after thinking about Sil and his revival, he felt hesitant. The memories of the past are gripping tightly at Kyrie's heart. So, Kyrie stayed behind the door, standing, wondering if he should tell the things that happened in the past. How much does the past weight the present? No matter what he thought or excuses he can say, he felt hesitant to open the door.

[It would be nice if Ian can open the door for me.]

The door opened, and Ian looked surprised at Kyrie, standing in front of the door without coming in. However, Kyrie was beyond flustered. He looked at the man in front and felt that he just fell in love all over again. He felt his heart banging on his chest and touched to the point tears gathered in his eyes. Kyrie entered the room and quickly swung the door close. He placed a hand on Ian's nape and pulled to share a kiss. Despite Kyrie's spontaneous affection, Ian received it gently and smiled while Kyrie reached for another. Then, Kyrie hugs Ian tightly, not wanting to let go. Ian, overwhelmed by the warmth, stays in his embrace, closes his eyes to enjoy this moment. Ian thought that there might be something that is bothering Kyrie, but that Kyrie still needs time to tell him exactly what. So Ian did not ask. He just let Kyrie show him that Kyrie cares about him and that there is nothing that can separate them.

It was already late at night, but Kyrie did not want to leave. So, Kyrie stayed to sleep on the same bed with Ian. However, Kyrie was not able to sleep, so his mind wandered around. He turned to his side and looked at Ian's back. He listened to Ian's gentle breathing. However, significant amounts of anxiety are building up inside him. The person beside him is now too important.

[He is holding my heart of glass.]

He drew near and hugged him from behind. Ian chuckled and turned around to face him.

"Did I wake you up?" asked Kyrie.

"Hm... But it's okay. What's up with you today, Kyrie? You seem needier than Nate," said Ian with a sleepy voice.

"I just felt the need to hold you," Kyrie confessed.

"Why is that?" asked Ian.

"Because I like you that much. Your presence soothes my anxieties. It's like I am charging my batteries."

"Batteries?" Ian asked.

"It means that whenever you are beside me, I can overcome everything. I can do anything. I get filled with an unlimited amount of energy."

[But also afraid of everything that can take you away from me.]

Ian opens his eyes fully and looked at Kyrie with a smile, "Then I will be with you so that whatever you face, I will face alongside with you. You are not the only one that feels this way, because I know that I feel the same."

Kyrie looks at the sleepy Ian, who is trying his hardest to stay awake and kisses Ian's forehead. Then he pulls Ian into his arms again and closes his eyes. Hearing Ian's gentle breathing deepen helped him drift himself to sleep as well.