My World Traveling System: The Harbinger Of Death

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And now, after all of that commotion, it has been almost a year… and nothing.

No Vheslia, nothing.

They had tried sending her messages again and more, but nothing seemed to reach Vheslia.

They were hopeless in that regard, and didn't knew what else they could do now.

They were growing more and more hopeless as time went by, and they realized that things might never improve for the better.

They gave up and decided to simply see if they could handle at life a bit longer.

At the end, they loved their daughter, and if she was a strong as the news said, then she was probably able to survive on her own.

That was more than enough for them… as long as she lived happy, even if she hated them, even if she didn't wanted to see them anymore… it was all fine.

As long as she could live happily… it was fine.

The two loved each other at the end, as they had met one another from a young age in the capital of the demon country.

Erebus, her father, had met Vheslia's mother, Mary, at the age of 13 when the two were studying in the same magic academy, and constantly ended interacting through the alchemy classes, as not many kids decided to take such classes that year due to the oversaturation of factories making magic items, the necessity for actual alchemist went down a lot.

The two were experienced and strong magicians, and had worked hard to reach the stage they had reached, since they were children that they worked using their magical talent and knowledge, training the usage of spells and also creating new things through alchemy.

Through their simple yet fun daily life in the academy, the two slowly grew closer and eventually fell in love. Erebus later on learned that Mary was actually an orphan, and that her mother had died when she gave birth to her, while her father had escaped before she was even born.

She was raised by her mother's older sister, her auntie, which she loved dearly. Meanwhile, Erebus belonged to a small family of magic crafters that made potions and other things inside their small Atelier, and made a living out of it.

Through knowing each other's past and lives, they grew even closer, and Erebus never really cared about her being an orphan or not, it wasn't something that bothered him, as he never saw her as an opportunity to gain wealth through marriage, he simply loved the adorable girl that was always immersed in her studies and the creation of new potions.

Erebus and Mary ended getting together at an early age, but never did the deed until very late in their relationship when they were prepared to have children and take care of them… and well, that's how they established a shop in Erebus' hometown as Mary got pregnant.

They were a good example of normal citizens, they were not talentless at magic but nothing outstanding either, and made an easy and simple living out of their own efforts.<br/><script>ChapterMid();</script>

However, Mary sometimes remembered the dreams she had before giving birth to Vheslia…

They were strange… she dreamed about things she had never dreamed before.

There was darkness everywhere, and a single crimson-red eye looked down at her.

Sometimes, whispering things she couldn't understand through a strange tongue.

And other times, it would whisper words she could understand, but never truly understand their context…

With an eerie voice, such whispers would say: "You, the child of the sinful, shall bear the child of the sinful, cursed is your blood, and so is your offspring".

But now, she realized how much sense they made, all these years in the future.

Something within her blood had been cursed… and perhaps, her child's very "disease" which was more of a curse, Mana Stomach, was perhaps a side effect of such a cursed bloodline she had.

However, because Vheslia was always seemingly doing okay, she never overthought it about her, and thought that she was able to get through her difficulty and somehow destroy this curse or something…

And as the time passed, she slowly forgot about it at the end.

And the only thing that remained within her heart and that of her husband was the contempt of their old lives slowly fading away as they glanced at the horizon together.

They glanced at the horizon while admiring things, and began to think about what they could do…

Although the thing they always wanted was to see their girl again, they had never truly considered a retirement either.

Despite the years they spent together, the love for one another never truly faded away, and the two loved each other very much, like this, they kept together while bearing through life's hardships, although the greatest hardship that they were never able to surpass was that they were unable to see their daughter face again, and that they were unable to be good parents either.

Today was another day as always, as both of Vheslia's parents were resting in the day and working at night, as demons were more nocturnal people, they often liked to sleep at day and work at night, it was common sense, even their academy life and so on was ruled through these things.

Visitors from other places would sometimes find some parts of the town being desertic because people were always sleeping at day… which would throw them off.

But as always, they slept and thought about resting. They had thought about Vheslia enough for the day and had also spoken about her enough as well… most of the time she was always the theme of conversation between the two after all.

However, today was a different day than others.

As they slept, the door suddenly released a knocking sound.

Two knocks, in fact.

"Who could it be at these hours?" sighed Erebus.

"Hmm… Go see who it is, dear…" sighed Mary.

"Yeah, yeah- Ah?!"

And then Erebus glanced down the window of the second floor.

And saw something unbelievable.

It was Vheslia.

With a bunch of weirdos at her side!

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