Qilby

Qilby had just been freed from the White Dimension by his mother, the Goddess Eliatrope, and his younger sister, Nora. He stood and spoke to his mother, whom he hadn't seen in many millennia, trying to hide the tears that welled in his eyes, whether from sadness at the cruelty of fate or from the joy of freedom. They still hadn't found his younger brother, Yugo, who had imprisoned him twice in the White Dimension, and, to be honest, Qilby hoped Yugo had disappeared long ago, given how much the young eliatrope loved fighting and adventure. Nora, who was standing behind him, said suddenly, looking toward the temple entrance, "Looks like dinner's arrived." Qilby barely had time to raise an eyebrow before turning around and seeing a person in a cloak and hood, with appendages on their head that concealed wings.

Someone painfully like him, someone he had abandoned for his ambitions, someone whose life he had taken to protect himself. The one he had loved and dismissed with his actions, plunging her into a proud solitude he himself feared. The one he hadn't even named, the one he had abandoned.

her daughter

He carried a linen bag filled with provisions he had bought at Nora's request. He had grown so old that he hadn't seen her in over 10,000 years and believed she had died long ago. The last time he had seen her for more than a minute was when he held her in his arms with a newborn baby, only to ruin her life by abandoning her in front of the entire village, who made her a scapegoat.

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