When Demon Child Become Human
␑| Wings

"Oi, Red! Just be alone?"

I immediately turned to the origin of the sound and tidied up the books that were a little scattered on the club's dining table. It seems that Daniel just came home from the mission, lured me to see the clock not far from the seat.

Returning to the open book, I replied, "Yes, the others may not have come home from their respective missions or affairs."

The sound of a squeaking bench being pulled, it seemed as if Daniel was sitting on a bench in front of me. "Loh, how are you? There's no mission?"

My common eyes glanced at him at a glance, then shook their heads lightly as they exhaled. "Professor Kaidan gave me one day off. He said it's been three weeks my daily schedule is pretty solid, so he asked me to study for tomorrow."

"learned? Ahhhh!! Waduh forgot, tomorrow's the monthly exam! Uh, just go to the perpus yuk? Teach me, "he asked in pleading, and I answered a nod.

As usual, he immediately shook the horse. "Dine! I'm taking the dul--- binder"

Brak!

The sound of the door being smashed down was deafening as a row of boisterous steps approached the kitchen, making Daniel freeze on the spot, as did the slightly surprised me.

In a gasping breath appeared a figure who did so. His tangled purple hair looked heartbreaking, in tune with the young man's unpleasant expression.

Without further ado Crist clasped one of my hands and said with a relieved accent, "Thank God you're still here Red! Keep an eye on me, will you?"

Eh?

"Oi, oi, just play with the fists! I booked Red first, we're going to study the perpus!" shouted Daniel roughly by pulling Crist-ah's arm, I don't want to see them fighting, what else is fighting? That sounds weird.

Slowly, the young man fixed the glasses without the lens being tilted. Then close your eyes and take a deep breath. Like trying to calm down.

"Sorry Daniel. I asked Mr. Lucian to hand over the data this afternoon, but what did he do? Sparing with Fate! Geez, does he remember these documents?" said Crist with a distinctive accent while raising a black map with a gold-logo Vaughan carved tree.

"Allah, that crazy guy after your wall?! Come on, I'll drop off."

"Daniel, don't call Head Master a madman" I charged up from the bench. After all, he was the main leader of the Vaughan organization. His figure is not an arbitrary person.

"Huh, noise! You think that kind of ugly person is sane? Huh, still mending me," Daniel replied with a grunt, then made Crist let go of laughter.

Instantly it reminds me of the events that went all the way where we accompanied Crist to deliver documents. Hopefully nothing absurd will happen again.

...****************...

I snorted because I felt a little strange.

We're not going to Lucian's mansion or the Main Building where he works, but to the front yard of the academy? Even around here a little quiet, usually there are still some people on the move-ah!

Instantly the wild roaring wind blew away the dust along with the discordant sound of air slicing, and my reflexes turned my face to dispel around using the arms.

What the fuck is that ....

However, Crist was even more worried. He began to cry out in panic and chased after the sheets of documents that were successfully scattered thanks to the wind earlier. I was about to help but Daniel patted me on the shoulder. "See Red! Fate's seriously wearing Mount Albion!"

Spontaneously I looked where her fingertips were pointing. Slowly but surely, my pale petals also opened wide watching the beauty up there.

And I fell over .. in the pain.

Illusion, for suddenly it is like seeing his figure again - my dear ones - when it shows how colorful the world is. However, after that there was only a dark and I was lost in it. The shock to a fraction of a second carries a fragment of memory, like a cliche that forces it to be seen as the fear gnaws on the mind.

I immediately closed my eyes with two hands, apparently ... unconsciously, again shed tears. Maybe because Fate really looks like him, and what if the girl ends up the same as him?

Moreover, yesterday's memory is a little ambiguous.

He-my loved ones-shout that I am human? I don't remember when it ever happened, and what exactly was it? But if the previous events repeat themselves, all my efforts are just emptiness and I walk in the same wheel of destiny.

"What if one day, one of us disappears?"

The words just came out of my lips, forcing me to put my hand down again. Actually I myself was a little surprised to say so ... Maybe, right now, this is what I'm afraid of?

"Huh, what?"

"Black can disappear with white. White can sink in black." I lowered my head as I did not dare to look at the sky where Fate was flapping wings. "Until any time, black and white will not unite."

Just waiting for my time to be ruined by the binar. Perhaps, it is time to approach the resting of the rapids but am I willing to let go of this warm life? Or will again shed blood with my own hands .. stuck and shackled in melancholy for so many times.

"This is talking about your past again? I told you I didn't interfere with your problems, now that's the most important thing!"

I muttered a little while kicking a leaf near the foot wrapped in my black shoes. Right, why do I keep thinking about this?

Daniel's words may be spicy and piercing, but full of honesty and frankness. It could have had nothing to do with my old self with life now like Fate said, but why can't? It turned out that in silence, I was indeed too frightened.

Depressing.

"Who's white, who's black, ha?! Your eyes from another world keep your soul damaged or tarnished or what, you judge yourself black? Then the white Fate? So naive the way you think, Red! Why black and white when you're colored?!"

Instantly Daniel barked until I was shocked to hear him and reflexively turned to his green eyes which already looked very serious. What else to point right at my left chest.

"Nothing is entirely black, nothing is entirely white! Just like you and Fate, remember that!"

"Haah, I seem to understand what happened."

Crist? He came back to us with a neat document, there were some leaves on his long purple hair but a friendly smile could not be separated from his face.

"Red, if you still can't accept .. are you aware, you were born from a bad thing but your existence is for a gift. And Fate is your opposite. It may exist because of a gift but its existence is for evil."

Immediately I mute because I remember something.

Maybe, in the past, the cause of Fate once said that not only am I born as a crushing machine, the point is that it is also created as a source of energy for weapons of destruction. And I am .the bearer of supplications drowned in darkness.

"Can?" Crist stood next to me, then leaned his hand on my shoulder like Daniel did. However, now the blonde just blinked in disbelief hearing Crist's words. "Yin and Yang. In evil there is good, in good there is evil. They spin into one, forming a life."

"Maybe the power of granting your wish is so powerful that it makes a small calculation. Remember what Fate said? There is no such thing as coincidence." His blue eyes turned towards me, his right hand moving as if helping to explain. "You may also grant the wishes of those around you. So far, how many are grateful for your presence?"