Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder || Closed RP with theprisoneroflife
Death was something not foreign to Seles. The day she was born had the clock of life began to count the moments, seconds, minutes, hours, days she had left before she died. A half-elf like her had no chance of survival in a world that was cruel to her kind, especially if she bore the surname of an influential family in Tethe'alla. Along with an illness that was already a threat to her immunity system... It was a miracle she had even survived her birth.
But then came the news of his death. Zelos Wilder's death. She had barely known him, and they were... They never got to be like brother and sister at all. It was all too sudden, yet it felt like her entire world had stopped at the same time.
She regretted it.
Was she at fault?
Did her brother die because of her?
Was it because she was a half-elf?
Or because she didn't do anything to prevent his death?
"..."
The questions plagued her every waking hour, every excruciating hour, adding more and more to the ever-growing pain that was in her small body. It was unbearable. Maybe if she...
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Ice was a wonderful thing. So fragile yet so frigid at the same time. The cold can leave you unfeeling, like having a barrier surround you; no one can touch you, and that's good. Nothing can hurt you, and that's good. Seles had used her untapped magic to make this wonderful ice, a shield to prevent her from no longer feeling pain and anguish from a lot of things; it numbed her senses, it separated her from the world... She felt at ease.
... At least, until that fateful day.
"... Big brother?"
That was... That was impossible. How could he be...?