Mayhabs its obvious from the title but its an AU where Leo's a blood breed. Leo's kinda the same though!! He's here in helsalem's lot desperately looking for a way to 'cure' his sister's eyes. Blood breed or not, the 'gods' are beings beyond comprehension.
Story mainly takes place during volume 10 (s2 ep 11 and 12) and just. Leo caught between revealing he's a blood breed, his sister, Libra, and Gamimotz. Events are pretty close to canon but like, the stakes are completely different lmao
His sister, however, he did care for. His sister was the only one who bothered to really bond with him, care for him.
The only one he had truly grown to care.
And it was between him and his sister that space and time tore, the very air itself sparking into prismatic light so bright it seemed to invert the world. It was between him and his sister that Riga appeared.
And curse his luck it had to be him and his sister. And it had to be Riga, the one who could see through everything and anything.
The one that could see what he truly was. The one that knew who he was.
The one that contracted those thrice damned eyes that would see what he was.
"Choose."
Riga's voice is flat of inflection, indifferent like he was inquiring about the weather. But Leo heard something else, mixed in with the demanding glisten voice.
"So this is where you were, progenitor of the cursed kin."
If Riga's presence wasn't enough to make his blood turn cold, that statement, spoken in elder tongue and overlaying the English definitely did. He felt his cold sweat form on his palms as his entire body grew stiff, terror filling his every fiber.
The higher being sounded amused. That was never a good sign not to mention that Riga's presence meant one thing.
"Which will witness?"
"This is most curious."
His voice caught in his throat. If he accepted the eyes, Michella would be blind.
Chair-bound and blind.
If he refused, she would see. See who he was. See that he wasn't her brother, but a monster wearing his skin.
And then he would lose her.
But at least she would still see--
"If you must take from something, then take it from me."
Michella is straight backed and unbowing, not an ounce of fear in her voice as she knowingly sacrifices her vision for him, and his conflicting emotions drain away into horror.
She had no hesitation in protecting him, and yet here he was debating his course of action.
"Michella--!!"
"If you must take something, take it from me!!"
Her voice is firm, and his body finally responds as he lunges forward, as if grabbing her would negate the contract.
"Understood."
The echoing elder tongue sounded amused, and in a moment of startling clarity he sees Riga reaching forward with the glowing eyes and his sister, a faint smile on her face as she looks to him.
He knows that look.
She was happy. Happy she protected him.
Happy, that she protected the beast that needed it least, under the guise of her brother.
He feels sick.
The world goes white.
