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“Can can you forgive me?” 

By the end his voice grew faimer 

He knew it was impossible. 

But he stubbornly persisted: 

“Elara, as long as you nod, I’ll take you away!” 

“We’ll forget everything. I’ll take you to live a peaceful life. You like children, we can adopt one! Or, I help you recover, and we’ll have another…” 

I looked at him and scoffed. 

“Is that possible!* 

Damian froze, his head bowed. 

He opened his mouth to speak, 

but found no words. 

That day, he didn’t ask me why, didn’t resent me for siding with his enemies) 

He simply looked at me calmly, just like our first meeting. 

Only this time, I was the one standing 

Finally, he managed a wry smile 

“Elara, if there’s a next life, I won’t live like this again.” 

“Help me apologize to the children. I’m sorry. I was a good father.” 

The sun rose, the sky brightened. 

Damian closed his eyes forever amidst his repeated apologies. 

As agreed, I helped the Falcone Family get all of Damian’s assets. 

A momh liter, everything was settled. 

Pakking my bags, I left the island that held all my love and hate. 

I went abroad 

Derected cenotaphs for my three children. 

I buried the clothes I’d embroidered for them, clothes they never got to 

to wrat 

During the day, I volunteered at an orphanage. 

I hoped these unfortunate children wouldn’t suffer the same tragic childhood I had. 

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At night, I’d go home and talk to my children. 

Life was peaceful and uneventful, as if it could heal all wounds. 

Years later, I accidentally learned that the Falcone Family had been completely wiped out by the FBL 

It didn’t stir any emotion in me. 

But that night, I dreamt of my three children. 

They were smiling at me, calling me Mama 

I held them in my arms, firmly grasped their hands. 

Years passed swiftly. 

One summer day, I lay in bed, drifting off to 

It was an unusual sleep. 

to sleep. 

A dizzying sensation overwhelmed me, a powerful force pulling me into a vortex. 

I awoke in a strange space, staring at a boundless expanse of stars. 

A voice echoed in my ears, 

Welcome, Subject 10017, Elara, to the Top God Space. 

Memories, spanning countless years, flooded back. 

I remembered 

I was a traveler, traversing different timelines, repairing broken worlds, and collecting fragments of the Top God. 

A luminous gateway materialized before me the portal to my next mission. 

Without hesitation, I touched the “Begin” button. 

The screen glowed, and I was swept into the next world…