The Heartless Astral
As she headed toward the door, my mother suddenly cried out, her voice trembling with desperation, "Save Elle! If we can only save one, let it be Elle. We owe her too much. This is our last chance. Julie, bring her back!"
To my surprise, no one objected. Even my father, despite his stern demeanor, remained silent.
Juliana froze, her expression darkening with rage. She turned back to face the room, laughing coldly. "How touching! But let me enlighten you all about something. Elara isn't my sister. And I'm not your daughter!"
The family stared, stunned.
"Juliana died during her escape, and her body was taken by me. I'm just a piece of cursed deadwood seeking to leech astral power.