The Darkest Dream

Ancestral greed

Zora stared at the sheet of tall files in front with a disheveled face. His head was dizzy, reading just one sheet, his brain was already cold hot.

His hand grabbed the intercom, to contact his secretary.

"You, in!" his word is short and solid.

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"Can I help you, miss?" asked the secretary respectfully.

"Do all this, read and understand. After that, explain to me the outline. I'm tired, and yeah, don't let my grandmother know if I don't do anything in the office. Or I'll fire you." Threatening Zora stared intently at her secretary.

Since Sky signed the transfer of the heirs of the company, and all the assets of the Belluwig family. Zora took over all of them, including Sky's position as CEO. Although he still works, Sky is only a director. And the position of chairman is still held by Edgar. That was the only reason why the man was still free to roam the company at will. The highest position was still within his grasp.

"Sorry, miss. I can't, you have to do it all yourself. Mr. Edgar has received absolute orders, everything that deals with the duties of the CEO, you do it yourself." Reject Yoona firmly but stay within her limits.

Zora clenched her hands, the girl was upset, if only the power tank was not in the hands of the grandfather. He will gladly disappear from the old man.

"You go!" throw him out with a hardened jaw, if his mother wasn't stupid. Her self would not be caught up in this unpleasant situation. His age is still very young to be dizzy with work affairs, but his mother who is minimal knowledge, instead made a decision that took away his freedom.

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The sound of a stale no-nonsense shot greeted the two well-built men's heads, a paltry smile imprinted on Lizzie's face.

"I think my grandmother should be even more intelligent in choosing a hunting dog, so that I don't tame her too easily with my bullets. Too bad, I have to throw away my weapons just for a rat like you." The two men who have been following Lizzie since the bookstore are now following the afterlife.

Lizzie looked straight at a street, for some reason she was so interested in walking in that direction. After storing the weapons behind his jacket, Lizzie began to navigate the seemingly deserted road. There are only a few houses, but like there the area is really minimal population.

After walking for almost 5 minutes, Lizzie stared at the building that looked so seedy from the outside. But somehow she was sure, inside her was her occupant. His strong instincts forced him to enter, as his feet began to climb the stairs, a shadow flashed across his mind. About the picture of a very happy family who once lived in that house. Lizzie's tears trickled down without her noticing, Lizzie wiped her tears. One shadow about girls came back, but this time in a state that was not okay.

Lizzie couldn't stand it anymore, her legs stepping back. But as he was going down the last ladder, a call made his move stop.

"Lizzie! Lizzie! the Heredero de sangre pura al trono de belluwig! bienvenido a casa!" A gust of wind that blew from the direction of the door of the house that suddenly opened, echoed a voice. For the first time, Lizzie feels uncomfortable with her magic.

With a single breath, Lizzie decided to continue her steps up the stairs. When he reached the door, his eyes looked at every corner of the room. The thing that attracted his attention was, a large frame that displayed beautifully on the wall. Like there was a magnet pulling her in, Lizzie began to step slowly. There was a speck of doubt but his curiosity was much greater.

Crick

Lizzie throws her gaze down, apparently her feet accidentally step on a small frame. Grab the frame and then clean the thick dust that sticks there.

His eyes narrowed, as he looked at the portrait of a girl who was very similar to his. It's just that in a dress dress dress girl in her day, with long curls and bangs covering her forehead. Very similar, if only they were dressed in the same clothes and hairstyle, then it would be very difficult to distinguish the two.

"Welcome home, Lizzie" a warm greeting stole Lizzie's attention from the frame. As her eyes looked straight ahead, Lizzie could see clearly, if the situation inside the house seemed so different. Clean and tidy, also a beautiful girl who is exactly like her self is standing as far as one fathom from her.

"I'm glad you finally came, I waited for you so long. You should have come here the first time you arrived in this city. It's so hard, finding your way home ?" snick at the end of the sentence. Lizzie still had not reacted to anything, her flat face flushing right if she refused to believe what she saw.

As if to understand what Lizzie was thinking, the girl spoke again.

"You know we're the same, so don't force me to parse out what's on your mind right now, and what's coming." Say it again.

"You're just an illusion of "lizzie's circus and throw the frame at the girl he thinks is his illusion. The pigura pierced through the girl's body, and made her laugh crisply with a slightly horrible voice.

"It's not wrong that you were born an heir of pure blood, Lizzie. You are brave, tough and invincible. There is almost no gap in you that can be penetrated even by other pure descendants. But baby, your destiny is not as beautiful as the magic you have." His words smiled slanted.

"I have one offer for you, you can trade your bad destiny, for another droplet of pure blood. I will gladly purify the destiny that has been laid out for you." The woman paused her speech, looking at Lizzie meaningfully. "I want Leon, your little whiny, useless little brother. Then I will give Belluwig the throne of work willingly, I will return your beloved father, and I will be whole again, the happiness of your parents. And you, will be free from all evil, how ?" He waited for an answer with hope. Lizzie's laughter broke out, the sound of laughter that didn't sound okay.

After being satisfied to laugh at the ridiculous offer, Lizzie again stared flatly at the girl.

"You're the saddest illusion I've ever seen. You know, my Leon is precious. My Leon, whom you call useless, was even able to tear down the defensive walls of Belluwig's kingdom with just one sentence. And vou? god, you are the image of an ancestor full of ambition and true greed. It's not wrong why my grandmother could be such a demon incarnation, it turns out that my ancestors were no more than half the inhabitants of hell." Lizzie's line pecked at the girl's anger, with a grin resembling the shape of a half human and half demon body. The woman attacked Lizzie with all the full force she had.

But unfortunately, Lizzie, which is formed from all the images of the past, is able to defend itself from the attacks. As his hand lifted, a light shot out from his palm.

"I want to give you a little present, take it back to the heir's lair that should have put where you were." Once a jolt, the light had already moved onto the half-demon woman's body. Turtle cries sounded so heartbreaking, now behind Lizzie who grinned with satisfaction.

The smoke began to disappear along with the disappearance of the woman earlier. And the atmosphere in the house was back to how it was, when Lizzie first saw it.

"Whether this is misfortune or luck, I was born out of the greed of my ancestors." Lizzie sounds so good. The corner of his eyes was dewy, remembering the end of his struggle later.

Lizzie looked back at the large frame on the wall, her gaze full of sadness.

"You're happy to see how your grandchildren hurt each other, just for the sake of power ? I hope that hell will still be able to hold a demon heartless human like you. Now look at your descendants from the hotest corner of hell, so you know, the result of your past ambitions. Have condemned the lineage of girls, in their respective families. You're a total disaster, great-grandmother!" Said Lizzie issued an uneg-uneg in her heart.

Anger and not accept the fate that he is capable of, making his soul depressed every time without anyone knowing. Her frailty was always hidden behind her untouchable, yet very warm attitude to her family.

Lizzie gets out of the house with a million answers, which will now be her bridge to bring her father back. And put Leon where his sister should be. All she had to do first was look for the whereabouts of her other sisters in the city, she knew Leah was using Alex as a shield. Because his sister has an extraordinary ability to trick things. Leah doesn't want to be found, because this war isn't for her. As a warlord, Lizzie wanted to attract younger brothers from the battlefield. He doesn't want to lose any of them, and, honey, Leah knows it all.

Note :

"Lizzie! Lizzie! the Heredero de sangre pura al trono de belluwig! a bienvenido a casa!"((Lizzie! Lizzie! The heir of pure blood to the throne of Belluwig! Welcome to the house!)

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