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Ren stares back.”I’m sorry.” She said whipping tears from his eyes.”At least you knew your mother.” She said.

"With a few fibers from this, Lethia can make a potions that can remove corruption. Which means that people will pay a lot for just one!" He said in a giddy tone, but for a moment Victors eyes turned into yellow crystals before he calmed down. "Uh, sorry." He said with an embarrassed blush.

I had to kill her because...of..my father Satan. “Asteroth says this with his voice haveing cracked” what do you mean by that by at least you knew your mother? “Asteroth’s eyes looked into hers Inquisitively”

Ren shook her head.”Never mind. I’d rather not talk about it.” She said.

Althea smiled at Victor, her white eyes glowing in happiness. She looked away, before walking towards the mess hall. “Did you want to grab something to eat? I have to teach next, so I don’t have much time.”

He thought for a moment while his blush faded. " You think they server Tres Leches here?" He asked .

Althea nodded, “The school will provide whatever the teacher or student requires.” She said, quoting what she was told when she first arrived, “For example, the school no longer contains any iron because it’s poisonous to Fae.”

He smiled "All right then, I've been craving one for a few months now. Lead the way."

Althea flashed Victor a smile and lead the way to the mess hall. She walked in, and walked over to where the food was displayed. She looked through what they had.

He floated into the mess hall, his eyes closed the whole time. He got his food and sat down at an empty table.

((I can if you need me too.))

Ember walks to the mess hall, holding the marble. She sat alone, having lost her appitite. She stared into the white marble, her eyebrows furrowed.

Victor searched a a little bit before finding a large square of the cake. "I'll take one, no wait! I'll take four." He asked the server.

He stood and grabbed his plate, then floated to Ember, sitting down next to her"are you okay?"he asked.

Ember jumps a bit, suprised by Russell. “F-fine.” She replies, quickly removing the marble from sight in her pocket.

Althea picked up an apple and walked over to Victor, taking a bite from it. “I don’t know how you can eat so much.”

"Are you sure? You seem a bit... weird"

“ gods don’t eat, we rely on prayer or souls to sustain ourselves. So to be honest I’m not eating it. I’m more like holding on to it, maybe a worshiper may need it to comfort them. Something along those lines.” He said while getting four plates of the cake.

Ember hesitated before taking out the marble, handing it to him. She knew she could trust him. The scene played again, she looked away as she heard the her younger self desperately try to stop the transformation, clawing at her neck. She soon fully transformed, a large black wolf, attacking innocents who were only at the wrong place at the wrong time. It was a bloodbath.

"Hm..."he watched it quietly"I see"he gave it back to her

Ember remains silent, slowly nodding, putting the marble in her pocket. “I-I... wasn’t expecting to be reminded of it.” She says, frowning.