PATH OF THE STAR HUNTER

Chapter 20: Chapter 20 The lolis are as powerful as the little sisters.

(Today, Desmond POV).

AAARRRGGGH!

′′ I THOUGHT THAT YOU WOULD BE IN FORGETTING′′

I screamed at the top of my lungs as my hands tried to lift off the ground, the pain in my head too intense and the memories too torturous for me.

′′ Nothing stays in the past forever Desmond′ ′.

A mocking voice came from my lips as if something else was speaking through them.

′′ Shut up, we did what was necessary, we got our hands dirty and we sacrificed our pride because only in that way could we keep Claire safe; when the work was done we decided that that part of us was no longer necessary. ”

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I said, unlike the second voice that tried to sound foreign to me, I knew that we were not two people in this discussion; only two voices were the result of two different moments of myself.

′′But I didn′t leave, I′ve always been here, waiting for the day that you accept me and you can live with the weight of what we did.′′

The mocking voice insisted.

′′It’s not about me. . . Do you think Claire will accept us for who we are?′′

The fear I felt when considering the possible results of that made my voice tremble as I expressed my denial.

′′ You will never know if you don′t try, besides you have no choice, you cannot forget me again and our psyche begins to crumble because of what we did with it.′′

As if to prove that the young me was right, the second wave of pain hit me suddenly; it felt like an electric current burned my entire nervous system. But I refused to accept it, I don’t want Claire to know about this, about my past; as I staggered me due to my dulled senses I end up tripping over something.

Instead of feeling the pain of the fall added to what I already felt, for a moment I felt clarity, the chaos in the realm of my mind subsided slightly and the physical repercussions of it mitigated.

My vision cleared enough to see the object that caused my fall, it was a crystal that shone with colored lights that covered the entire spectrum of the rainbow; a beautiful girl resides within the crystal as if time in her has stopped. As I get closer to look at her more closely, I realize a problem that makes me forget my current circumstances; the glass is at most 45 cm high and 30 cm wide; the beautiful girl inside him is only about 12 inches tall.

′′ How the hell didn’t I notice something like this before? . . I guess everything happened too fast and too chaotic.′′ I thought as I watched the girl carefully.

If I had to describe her in one word it would be: a Fairy; I was not specifically referring to the fact that she was indeed absolutely beautiful. I can say without fear of being wrong that she is the most beautiful woman I have seen in my life, ignoring the issue of her height, her body housed all the erotic charm of a mature woman while maintaining an air of purity and innocence that emanates not only of his face but of his whole being. The color of her hair was a strange color that seemed the combination of silver and light lilac, eyes although they were closed I knew that they were like precious amethysts, her skin was clear with a healthy glow and smooth appearance, and her female assets were quite large in proportion to her body.

If not for the obvious problem of her size, I would take her to bed without hesitation, I could even consider a real long-term relationship, leaving aside my perverted thoughts; I could notice that other characteristics gave her away as non-human. She had a pair of exquisitely designed butterfly wings, with patterns of different ranges of the color blue, they seemed made of precious gems, and the designs on them somehow felt mystical.

“It’s a shame she’s dead now.” I thought as I appreciated her, unconsciously I tried to touch her only so that my fingers felt the cold glass that now enclosed her.

Only in doing so the crystal began to glow and heat up, as I recoiled with an expression of surprise at the entire event unfolding in front of me; the glass began to melt. A bright liquid began to form and was suspended in midair.

A small portion of it was directed towards me, although it seemed very strange, my instincts told me to accept that little rainbow drop; I resisted the urge to flee and touched the drop of the glowing liquid.

I saw it being absorbed into my skin and I felt connected to something else, it was completely subconscious but somehow I knew that at this moment I accepted a link with the fairy in the crystal.

However, I was more impressed by something else, the chaos. . . it went away. The collapse of my psyche seemed imminently stopped, the pain disappeared and the voices left.

I did not go back to how I was before, I knew that, because I could still remember what was erased in the past, I was still not at peace with my past and I was not ready to face the consequences of it. But soft and warm energy kept me safe from a mental breakdown, healed my wounded soul: it felt like the caress of nature lulled my heart while the whisper of an angel told me that everything would be alright.

′′ Thanks. That was all I could say, I didn’t know why things were like this, but at least I understood that this moment. . . this precise moment changed my life forever. ′′

Things were not resolved, there were wounds to heal, sins to expiate and truth to confess. But I believed that now I would be able to do it.

Watching the rest of the liquid being absorbed into the body of the fairy, observing the sublime and seductive appearance of her, I make a decision in my heart.

′′ You changed my life forever and if you want it that way; I will reward you for eternity. ”

Taking this oath as seriously as that promise 5 years ago, a second, more characteristic thought of me arose later.

′′ With the power of the little sisters on my side I can fight against the whole world and with the power of the lolis I can heal myself from any wound. . . There is no doubt that the little sisters and lolis are very powerful. ′′

And so whatever respect Desmond might have earned in the last few chapters were thrown away as he put on a face worthy of a perverted bastard; As if that weren’t enough, the imbecile still added:

“I wonder what kind of power a MILF would give me.”