Isekai Journey Of The Magic Archer

A young girl looked at a photo of a young baby with golden hair, fair glowing skin, and sharp red eyes, playing in the lap of a handsome young man with night black hair and similar red eyes as the boy.

There was a wide smile on her face, stars glimmering in her eyes as she looked at this photo on the left wall of this long hallway.

"Cute~!!!"

She shouted while observing the cuteness of the baby boy in this picture and moved her eyes to the next photo.

In this one, the same young boy was playing in the lap of a young lady with blond hair and light brown eyes.

There was a book in her hand and the young boy attentively looked at the book as she smiled while looking at him. It was as if the young baby was trying to read the book.

"Cute~~!"

Her heart was beating wildly while looking at every photo of the young boy as she walked forward in this long corridor covered with photos of this young boy, the beautiful lady, and the handsome man.

She was excited, her mind and body not being able to handle the cuteness of each and every photo on these walls.

The young boy was adorable~ in every photo and the boy in all these pictures, the same boy who had now grown up and was standing behind her, looking at her expressions helplessly, couldn't help his sigh that escaped his mouth occasionally.

The walls on both sides were filled with photos of the young boy and his mother or his father.

All three of them were rarely together in a single photo and if the three of them were together, then the image was either of slightly lower quality than the others or was almost like a painted portrait.

But most of the photos from a single point of view were so vivid, it seemed like the one looking at them is witnessing that moment first-hand.

The girl was more excited because of that fact and the boy was just amazed at this long hallway filled with his and his lovely family's photos.

They looked amazing and as he practically remembered every single thing from these photos, he couldn't help feeling nostalgic every time a photo with something exciting or funny appeared.

He remembered those days he had lived and felt warm while remembering those things, but she was just delighted to see her darling's childhood like this.

They continued walking forward and thankfully; she was walking forward faster than he had thought.

She wasn't stopping at a single photo for a longer time and just continued forward.

The boy in the photos grew older as they walked forward and after a certain photo of the boy playing with some red horses, the photos of the young boy stopped.

The walls on both sides were empty for a while, but then, new photos started and now in these photos similar to the previous ones, there was a baby with black hair.

These were the photos of a young girl, a newborn young girl, who looked even more amazing than the boy.

Both of them knew, and the boy had a lot warmer eyes as he looked at this baby, that this was their youngest little one. The one that ruled this family and the one that already possessed the hearts of all the people in this house.

This was the young Anastacia. The young girl who the boy from the previous photos loved the most.

Right now… his heart was warm just from being able to have a look at the memories that he couldn't be part of.

He looked at every single photo of the baby girl and the photos full of life started being engraved in his special mind.

From the first one when she was a newborn, the first time she opened her special gem-like eyes, the surprised expression on the faces of every member of their family, and the first irresistible charm of the young baby.

He took his time and watched every single image which showed the special moments of the young girl, and some images with long moving photos that were almost like video clips that contained the most special, cute, adorable, charming, funny, spectacular, and awesome moments of this amazing baby girl.

She was adorable in everything she did, just like a little baby.

Her adorable smile was amazing, her grumpy baby face was even cuter, and her toothless smile was something he can't help his chuckles at.

He was seeing the growing life that he couldn't see by himself.

He was thankful to her for this experience... this was a gift on its own.

This was a greater gift for him than anything he had received today. He loved Anna just that much.

She was a life that came into this amazing world because of him, and he felt the most responsible for her.

He wasn't just her big brother... he was more than grateful to be her big brother and he couldn't express his joy over that fact even with his tears.

But just like his other special little sister, he was this little one's guardian.

He loved her more than he cherished himself and he couldn't deny the fact that she was the most amazing child in his lowly life.

The special child Anna... she was more special than maybe the amazing Zoe.

And he was seeing that little one grow with each passing picture.

There was life with the first six years of the young boy on these walls, as well as the five years of the young girl.

This whole hallway... he was thankful to the great mom that made all this possible.

Her personal space... if just this hallway to the main room was this much special, just how great would the actual room be?

He was excited, but he took his time as he watched every photo and moving photos on the walls, caressed the photos with the image of the little girl and his parents, as well as other special members of his family.

He was smiling warmly, and the girl behind him was just enjoying this warm smile on his face.

The walls with his younger day's photos were heaven for her, the walls with photos of the young girl were nirvana for him, and his warm smile was something that delighted her more than his young self's photos.

They both took their time looking at these photos but, the time they had was short, and they knew it.

They had somewhere to go and if they were late, the little girl from these photos would be very~ angry at them.

It was late evening already, so they should quickly get the thing they were there for and go back to their family.

So... the young boy caressed the last photo with the young girl dressed in a cute outfit serving tea to the grown-up boy that looked like a gorgeous prince. Both of them looked amazing, but the smiles on both their faces made the photo even warmer.

He also sighed as he looked at the gorgeous girl smiling warmly, dressed in a hoooooot outfit, in the same picture. She was just... breathtaking.

'I should borrow the artifact mom used to create all these too.

I can recreate some amazing scenes that all of them would just fall in love with~.'

He was excited after thinking that... of course, he wanted that artifact for some other 'special' reasons too.

Anyway, the two of them reached the end of the hallway and a bedroom with three doors entered their vision.

The three doors... one on the far left was white, one on the far right was black, while the one exactly behind the bed was bright red.

All three of them were peculiar and the room itself was just a simple room.

There was nothing much. Just this simple but 'strong' bed made of 'strong' materials. It also had four pillars at the four ends of it, which had many 'important' uses for the master of the room.

But the young couple had no interest in this bed… on the surface.

She knew the limitations and just from his indifferent look; she knew this kind of thing was a story of a distant future.

They moved to the white door first, and the door was open, so they just went inside.

The room was filled with different papers. Some looked important stuff and they could tell they were related to her work just from a look.

"We shouldn't look around much in this one." He suggested and the friend beside him, who was just going to open a file on top of a pile of paper, stopped and retrieved her hand.

"O-ok..."

They moved out of the room and walked toward the red door.

He was in the lead, so he opened the door first...

-Dham!

Just to slam the door back.

"L-let's not look into this one."

There was a bright red blush on his face. A sudden rare blush that very rarely appeared on his pretty face.

"W-what happen?"

She was confused, but as she looked at his face, a similar blush appeared on her face, too.

It was weird and confusing and cute to look at the sudden blush that rarely showed up on his face.

She was curious about this sudden thing and she really wanted to have a look, but he grabbed her hand and pressed it tightly in a serious manner.

"Please. Don't."

He was serious this time and she could tell he really wanted her to never look into that place.

It was a natural reaction, though.

That place was something... red, pink, something that not all liked, and definitely not something that a twelve-year-old should definitely look at.

The red door was the sign that one should keep away from it until and unless they want to fall into a different kind of darkness that would be more... different from most things.

She could tell he was serious despite that red blush that was still on his face, and her red face became even redder from this.

The blood rushed up her cheek and her mind was filled with screams of pleasure from this unexpected encounter with his unique reaction, so even though she wanted to have a look inside that room, she stopped herself and nodded at him.

"Alright..."

She was interested in the room that made him blush so hard like that, but it wasn't their last time in this special room.

His mom was her friend, so she can just ask her about this place when they get back or request her to let her have a look inside this room.

So... they just moved to the last black door and entered the main room that they were searching for.

They wondered a bit and took their sweet time looking through the pictures outside the room, but they were finally here.

They were now standing in the treasury of one of the richest people on the continent.

Of course, this wasn't her main treasury, but just the fact that this was one of her treasure-keeping rooms made this place a lot more... phenomenal than anyone can think.