Sword of Destiny
yukihirobimother looking at medressed in yellow she said hellothree years made her coldgood morning auntie
He walked towards me, grabs me by the arm and hugged me tightly.
“Destiny, please come back” I heard him crying.
“Hikaru…” I returned his hug and rest my head on his shoulder.
As he wipes his tears from his face, he apologizes. He sat down again, his head was looking at the ground.
“You’ve inherited Destiny’s sword, might as well have her throne.”
“NO” I shortly replied, he looked at me.
“And never ever!” an angry voice was heard.
Hikaru stood up in surprise, I was still holding the sword. On the staircase stands, Aiomi.
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