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Celeste provoked her father too much, making him go mad at her. He didn't wanted to hurt her too much though, as he had said she was "Valuable" as a slave. However, he vented all his anger and frustration at her mother as he sued a strange item to burn her alive in front of her…
I guess this is where that thing she told me happened. Where her father killed her mother in front of her eyes when she was just a kid… Something like that… Something like that can't be easily forgotten not at all.
I would had gone mad as well if something like that happened to me. I guess… well, in a way, it did. In my previous life, my father was killed in front of my eyes by bandits. The same bandits I slaughtered later when I grew up. I became so mad I even blew myself up into bits just to kill them all.
Maybe in a lot of ways, I am not so different than her. She wanted to avenge her mother, but couldn't with her current strength, even less with her current resources, connections, and more back then. The Abyssal Eyes showed up and gave her a new opportunity, new strength, knowledge, and everything else necessary.
"I see." My mother said, reading Celeste's heart using magic. "Yeah, she has not lied at all, through this entire time… Your backstory, girl… I… I don't know what to say."
"It… must have been rough." My father sighed. "I… I cannot simply think of this as a justification for the things you did, that you suffered doesn't make it fine that you make others suffer, but I am not someone to judge you either way."
"I guess we are a bit similar. I also lost everything and held a deadly and bitter feeling of resentment against someone. Or well, his kin. I killed that person later, or well, his descendant. But… I really couldn't feel any satisfaction at all when I did it." Sighed Ninhursag. "Maybe some might be different but I couldn't really feel anything other than… this empty feeling."
"…" Celeste looked at Ninhursag as she sighed. "What happened to my father? Is he okay? Did he survive at the end?"
"He… he was eaten by monsters." Said my mother.
"What?"
Celeste asked at my mother in disbelief.
"Yeah, his body was found… torn to shreds." Said my father. "He died very gruesomely."
"…"
Celeste sighed, smiling for a bit.
Her face twisted in a smile, laughing.
"Ahahah… He… he still got what he deserved at the end… That… that damn bastard… I hated him so much and he still died like he deserved it… Ahahaha… Hahh… If only… If only… he wouldn't had been such a monster…" Celeste began to cry. "If only he could had been a decent parent like you two… If only… maybe in some kind of… parallel future, I might had have a family, maybe I might… I might had have a different future, or something… Maybe my mother wouldn't be dead, maybe… I wouldn't be crying right now after laughing at my father's death."
For some reason, despite hating her father, Celeste continued crying and crying, without stopping. Somehow, she felt sad. Not because she couldn't kill him herself, but because of a possibility, a world where she could had been happy with her family, a world… where the things she always imagined as a child could had been real.
"Ahah… Sorry, I shouldn't had cried. Pretty pathetic right? After all the shit I've done… I am really just a hypocrite piece of shit… I am just garbage…" Celeste sighed. "I don't even deserve this second chance you've given me… I should had just died there, Sylphy should had just killed me where I was…"
"But she choose not to." My mother said.
"It's mostly because we raised our daughter with a lot of affection." Sighed my father.
"It is because of all the traits within me that you hate that I didn't killed you… I didn't wanted to. I wanted you to have a second chance." I said.
"Hah… Yeah, I guess." Celeste said. "I've gotta… unwind with all of this… Maybe sleep some more…"
"No, you're eating now young girl." Said my mother. "I'll bring you lunch in a bit."
"Lunch?" Celeste asked.
"Yeah, you're resting for two days at most. After that, you're going to do a lot of chores." My father said. "We don't want any lazy bones here."
"Chores…" Celeste sighed. "Well, fine, it is the least I could do.
"Yeah, that's the least you can do as part of our big family." Ninhursag said.
"F-Family?" Celeste wondered.
"The children of the orphanage and the nuns also need your help. You're good with magic, right? Are you willing to do some magic classes for them? Also Mist has yet to learn everything you have to teach her." I said.
"I… I guess… Mist… Ah, I miss her already and she was here just a few minutes ago." Celeste sighed. "That bratty little goober…"
"You've got a big family already anyways." Said Aquarina. "So stop crying around like a crybaby. You've got a LOT to live for. I don't want you to be crying around, you only make Sylphy feel more terrible… So lift up!" Aquarina bossed around Celeste.
"Yeah, yeah, don't cry so much. Come on." Zack said.
"You two…" Celeste sighed, giggling a bit. "Sorry for everything… I wonder if you guys could… actually take me as your actual friend?" She quickly waved her head. "Nah, that's a bit…"
"Maybe." I said. "But you gotta earn our friendship, do a lot of merits!"
"Maybe one day you'll earn our friendship." Said Aquarina.
"But for now you better work hard, okay?" Zack asked with a smile.
"You heard them." Ninhursag said with a warm smile.
Celeste sighed once more, her last sigh of the day.
"I guess… I guess I am already being bossed around! Sure, fine… I'll do my best, young masters." Celeste lowered her head as if pretending to be a maidservant.
"Always cynical…" Sighed Aquarina while crossing her arms. "Well anyways, let's go Sylphy, we've gotta make lunch for this shit for brains as she says."
"Hey! No slurs little girl." My father reprimanded Aquarina.
"But uncle she said it!" Said Aquarina.
"I-I guess…" My father laughed.
Celeste began to laugh a bit, as she seemed to be slowly accepting her new life.
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