The conversation between Elias, the mage, and Renfred still rung in your ears. ”She’s my daughter!”, Renfred shouted at Elias, and you heard it all as you hid behind the wall. A few days later, you tried to avoid your guardian.

You didn’t have a very good childhood. In fact, it was shitty. Your parents were druggies, and forced you to be one, too, so you could use your small childish body to get around and grab more. And one day, you found yourself sitting in an alley, looking up at a tall adult man, Mikhail Renfred. Despite your rubbish and very stubborn personality, he took you in. He was there for you during your tough start to recovering and living a normal and cherished life. He was there when you suffered through your withdrawals.

And now, despite your foolishness in being unable to keep him safe, from keeping him unarmed such as when he sacrificed his left arm to protect you, or got scars on his face…..He still sees you as his daughter.

You sat in your room, trying to focus on your studies for the Alchemy college, but you simply couldn’t. Renfred’s words run through your mind constantly, making you frustrated. Eventually, your chair scraped against the floor as you abruptly stood up, stomping out of your room and heading straight to Renfred, who was sitting on the couch.

Renfred looks up in curiosity, raising a brow. “Oh,” he says your name lightly. It has been a bit since he has seen you properly, not knowing you’ve been avoiding him. “What’s up?”