1: A BEIVEN
It feels suffocating.
Aster opened her eyes but blinked again. When she realized that she was in the water, she was very panicked. Her hands reach out around for a grip. Her mouth opened but ended with water coming into it. When her hands reached something, he hurriedly pulled her body. Only Aster realized that she was in a large bathtub.
She coughed so much that she patted her chest to thump. Aster will not forget how desperately she pushed away that disgusting piranha. How her own flesh floated before her eyes and how she forcibly drank water mixed with her own blood.
Hoping to die but can't.
Like a madman asking for a quick death.
Slowly enduring torments like hell are not just a dream.
It feels so real.
Aster stood with her body without a cloth. She looked at the large and luxurious bathroom with a confused look. Don't know how long she was in the water, her body was completely wrinkled ugly. Besides, she stumbled when she had just stepped on the cold marble floor.
"Mirror," she said with her throat uncomfortable when the memory of her screaming until her vocal cords were broken still haunted her.
As she faced in front of the mirror. The image of that face was impossible she did not know.
Aster Sun Beiven's face 7 years ago.
Impossible.
Impossible.
Why?
How could she possibly be reborn?
Aster is not happy in the slightest. Is this a joke? But this is not funny. She does hope to be given birth in the next life which is impossible but does not mean she hopes to return to her life before death.
Is this birth just mocking her?
Aster's fist tightened and turned white. These memories before death and birth overlap. If the thing that had happened was the same as the previous plot, then, of course, that man also existed in this world.
Frustrated. Aster crouched down and covered her face. Tears flowed between her fingers. The sad times she tried to look calm just so that Aster was not willing that man was satisfied. Who knew that Aster was actually very scared. So scared that she wanted to beg for forgiveness but her pride refused to do so. Not the man whose presence she had never cared about and secretly hated.
Aster did not want to experience it once again. The incident caused a deep trauma in her head which until death came in her life which now she certainly will not forget.
She felt she was going crazy. She could not accept all of this. Not with her death and not with her current life.
"Huuu ... Hiksss ..."
Aster sobbed with her lips trembling. Her body just fell on the cold floor. She did not even bother to care about her body without a single strand. Aster's calm eyes were unfocused.
She could not accept all this.
This terrible event is not a miracle.
The tears kept coming down even though there was not a single groan.
Her body slowly numbed to cold.
She does not care.
If possible, she wants this cold to take her life once again.
Resignation waiting for her death. Aster slowly closed her eyes. Slowly but surely, Aster slowly lost consciousness due to the shock she received.
"Aster. Get lost on this earth. "
The eyes suddenly opened. Aster scoops up oxygen as greedy as possible. Her chest heaving with broken breath. Her eyes did not focus on moving to and fro. Aster did not know if it was only a hallucination but she once again heard that man's voice. She moved her stiff body only to fall back.
The pain that slowly spread from her waist jerked Aster from her daze.
The light shines again in her eyes.
Right. I want to live.
The only way without any other choice is that she must try to change it in this life. What she initially hated then she was willing to remove it. She would forget all the pain she had suffered directly or indirectly by the man. Aster doesn't want revenge. Revenge will only make Aster suffer more. She was afraid.
Aster is actually just a coward.
Therefore, she will eliminate everything that in the past was the reason for the man to have the heart to kill him so sadistic and heartless.
That thought succeeded in stopping Aster from crying. She will not allow herself to shed tears again.
When Aster had set her heart, she prepared to get out of her room. That's where she met again with the man. Right at the bottom of the stairs with his head looked up at Aster with glittering eyes. The man who is currently still 14 years old with a beautiful face charming with soft skin and as white as milk. An innocent face that currently has traces of bruises on his right temple. The man who since three years ago officially became her younger brother. The man who killed her with a smile on his lips.
Aster is too naive. She thought she could at least be rational. In fact, she felt unable to stand, her whole body weakened. The trauma of torture is still there. But she tried to calm down, her face remained flat and cold. She stared at her brother nonchalantly when her legs could barely support her body when images of death like tangled cassettes flashed through Aster's mind.
Her scattered feelings turned chaotic. Her chest seemed to explode when all the anger, envy, and desire to kill appeared in her mind. At the same time, her stomach turned and twisted. Almost unconsciously silly thoughts arise. Maybe that man might not have wanted to kill him at the start. Possibly initially due to Aster herself the trigger. Aster was so indifferent and never considered it. Although Aster never intended to hurt him, she allowed him to be persecuted by others and even closed her eyes when she saw the child slowly being destroyed. Maybe that's why he took revenge for his complaints.
If only, he had never entered his life. Aster will not lose someone as precious as her own soul and she will not hate the person she originally respected so much. And Aster also didn't bother to grieve and hate every time she looked at him.
And Aster herself won't die so badly.
But it was too late and Aster had promised that she too would never let those things happen again.
Doubtful. Aster ventured to open the voice, "Already home?"
No response. The boy's body is rigid like wood. Aster did not want to look at him for long so she immediately turned her back. Her lips trembled as she tried to emit a tone as gentle as possible that she had never done in a previous life.
"Clean up the mess you have and start from tomorrow, go to with me to school."
Aster knows she is a hypocrite. She still hated the man and cursed in her heart but now she even bit a bullet to turn into a good sister suddenly for the sake of her own survival.
Aster feels insulted.
Only ... compared to death was she willing to bend and compromise with him.
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