Introduction

It really bothered him. I was about to expel him, but suddenly, before I could say anything, he offered me huge sums of money, I laughed, thinking that he was just delirious, because I am such a vagrant who wants a name to really own something. But he gave me clear "checks" that were not forged. She smiled half a smile and asked him Do you buy everything in it besides that child?? He said yes I will buy it and gave me twice the previous amount for Carl! Then he said...so what are you going to call me!? Is he doing all this in order to stick himself to someone? I replied, Rex, do you like it? At that moment I saw a smile that I don't think I saw its sincerity in one of my sons, which made me love the situation.. He tilted his head with that smile happily in his name saying thank you dad and only here I gave him the ID he asked for...!" Carl "Louis, stop..." Lewis turned to him, and the other said in annoyance "What did you find but my father's note?" Lewis "I looked for robberies, maybe Rex stole that amount, but it turned out that there were no thefts or forgery of anything... and your father actually gave him this ID.. I also searched all the rich families and hacked their data and the result..." Carl looked at him with anticipation while the other gave a sigh and continued, "No name..no family..no father..no home..so I thought maybe it was from another town..but it turned out there was no strange data from the airport either...it seems As if he came out of nowhere with his money looking for a name and family..!" Carl was silent, then sat down and groaned lightly. Lewis "Are you okay?" Carl "Don't worry, my body is a little hurt.. Excuse me, Louis.. I wanted to sit with you more, but I promised Edward already.." Lewis nodded in understanding as Carl walked out of the house, puzzled by this search result. For some unknown reason, he decided to visit his father tomorrow. Even if the other one kicks him out, he'll go see him..! His breath was choppy. It seems that the effect of the analgesic is starting to wear off. He stood up straight, trying to control himself. He raised his hand and knocked on the door of a small, humble house.. No one answered him, so he knocked again, and his knock was light because of his fatigue.. The door finally opened for a man in his forties. He looked at the one who was coming.. He adjusted his glasses and then mumbled quietly, with close eyes Carl turned an annoyed face "I came to visit Edward, not for treatment." "But you really need it." Then he raised his glasses again. Finally he entered him and began to host him while he was talking about his profession while the other moved his foot waiting for when Edward this appeared.. "I'm sorry, Doctor, but it's late, and I want to meet Edward before I go home. I'm actually surprised that you're his father." The latter smiled sweetly and then led him to Edward's room silently Carl slowly opened the door and saw the lights were off except for a faint light near a plate in front of which Edward was sitting and putting some touches on it.. "That's why she wears glasses!" Carl said as he extended his hand to light up the room and then stood up shocked as he looked at Edward's painting. Edward turned to him, and the colors were staining some of his clothes, as well as his cheek. "What's wrong with you, Carl?" He and Rex were from behind, looking through a mirror that reflected their image in a very wealthy mansion. Carl hesitantly extended his hand while swallowing his saliva and touched the mirror frame in the painting, muttering "Even the frame itself..." Edward furrowed his eyebrows while Carl stepped back "Who are you, Edward?" Edward raised an eyebrow and did not reply. What could he say.. It seemed as if he himself did not know what to answer.. "Well, I just imagined." "I can't believe this... it's bigger than all of this..." "I'm going home..." he said as he walked outside Carl walked into his house and looked at Rex sitting on the floor catching his breath while holding his stomach, which in turn was bleeding. "Just got back from his fight with X!?" Carl said it to himself, looking at him in astonishment and disbelief. He walked towards him and forced him to lie down and began to treat him silently.. "Are you okay, sir?" Rex raised his hand and placed it on Carl's cheek with a sweet smile "I'm sorry I let him hurt you. your face is still pale from his hitting you.. I had to come early to protect you.. a loser guard, right?" "Yeah you're a loser, he almost killed me, don't be late again! Work hard," he said bored, as he wrapped the bandage. "Okay!" Rex said with a cheerful smile Carl stood looking at Rex who was quietly lying on the ground, then passed him inside without saying a word. Rex sits hard "I will kill you for this wound I promise! You will never touch Carl again!" He muttered, then grabbed his hand and lowered his head a little to cover his eyes for just a moment, and a red light came out from behind his hair towards his right eye. "Only seven more days and the end-of-year exams begin, my dear diary. But don't worry, I'll make sure I find some time to talk to you.. It's not like I won't see you again, so don't show expressions of sorrow between your lines..." "What do you write every day, this pamphlet looks like and…" Carl interrupted him, angrily closing the pamphlet. I turned towards him "How many times have I told you to knock…" He paused as he saw the bandage wrapped around Rex's body. "You did knock on it and let me in, but it looks like you said "Enter" as you blended in with your notebook," he said, in a very casual tone, as he snapped his shirt and continued, "Sorry anyway." "Rex, listen to me." He stood and put the notebook in his desk drawer, then turned to him silently "I hear you." He put his hands in the pocket of his pants with a smile. Rex tilted his head, playing with a few strands of hair. "I know this, you say it a lot... It disgusts me... It's irritating... Annoying...etc." "Anyway, I'll tell you from now on. Tomorrow I won't come back early. Don't look for me if I'm late." "Will you stay at the restaurant?" "It's none of your business," he said boredomly as he focused his eyes on Rex coldly. "Really...I'm sorry..." He turned around but was stopped by Carl. "wait!" Rex looked back in question. "I knocked on the door first. was something necessary?" "No... I was feeling a little lonely and wanted to see you." Carl was silent while Rex smiled sadly and walked back to the living room. He put his hand under his chin and started to think. He threw himself on his bed "How would my father react if he saw me?" muttered wondering He lay on his right side, his face sad "Do you see him expelling me? Or does he scold me in front of his children?" He wrapped himself silently, looking at his phone screen, unlocking my father's name, and he didn't even dare to send a message to tell him about his visit. another time in a spacious palace. Inside the room of a rich boy of only fifteen.. The curtain was opened by an old woman, evidently the nanny of the house. Yellow threads permeated the boy's eyes, and he put his hand over his eyes, upset. "Does it bother you when it's about to go down?" She said with a nice smile. He opened his right eye a little "My due date is approaching, right? Is my father back from work?" The boy muttered tiredly. She smiled at him as she walked towards his closet to get him ready for his clothes "Not yet. but your mother is with the Young Master." The boy sat hard and rubbed his head The old man laughed sweetly "Don't be jealous, my dear. your brother needs it too..." He didn't care about it "I'm going to take a shower, maybe the heat will go down," he said as he walked toward the bathroom. "What do you want to eat with the medicine?" "hot soup" She came out of the room after getting his clothes ready to ask the cook to prepare dinner for her little Irene, as she calls him.. Irene went out and got dressed. He ate his food and took his medicine, and here he is finally in front of his teacher, sitting quietly like a diligent student.. His nanny watched him from afar with a smile and was assured that he was now in the hands of his teacher to see her other works. After half an hour of studying, Irene put his hand on his head and leaned against the table. The latter looked at him sharply, so he asked Irene in his seat and swallowed his saliva.. They heard the servants' voice from outside that sounded annoying.. "Irene, who would dare to bother us?" Irene raised his palms to indicate that he did not know, while someone knocked on the door. The teacher scratched his head in annoyance with the pen while Irene swallowed his saliva, for the teacher hated being interrupted while he was explaining. "Mister Irene, there is a guest," said the maid behind the door Eren wanted to talk, but the teacher beat him "My understanding! Where's the lady?" he said annoyed "I went out shopping with the little master" she said nervously because of the teacher's anger "Should I speak?" Irene said hesitantly The teacher stood and walked towards the door, while Eren sat there for a moment, and then decided to follow him. It is not usual for a guest to come without an appointment! Irene walked with calm steps, his heart beating wildly as he felt that he knew this guest. And when he approached and the vision became clear, he indicated to his teacher to leave him while he looked at him in shock.. The two of them looked at each other and said at the same time, "Uh, my brother Carl?" "Uh... Irene?" " I've been thinking all night about the way I'm facing my father. And I completely forgot.. that my father has two sons after me.. Did you see, my friend? I came to you quickly. which one to kill? The palace was quiet, the servants whispering among themselves, the teacher s face was angered as he looked at Carl, and the two brothers face was nervous. The first to speak was the teacher, who took off his glasses and put them in his jacket pocket and looked at Carl coldly "Have you come to shut up?" Carl was so nervous he didn't know what to say. And his gaze is trying to escape to any other spot.. He really didn't plan anything.. "Who are you?" Carl finally uttered it with difficulty. "Just a teacher you ruined his lesson to keep silent" "I'm sorry, Master. I wanted to see my father...Mr. Smith." He looked at him nervously, as Irene furrowed his eyebrows when he realized that his brother had retracted his father's words and turned her over to the master. The teacher was content with hitting his left arm with his right index finger. "Dad's not here, so get out of where you came from," Irene said, looking a spot away from everyone.Brief: A ten-year-old boy returned home after spending his time studying with his friends. The sun had already set and created a wonderful painting in the sky.. The little boy advanced towards his house, but he stopped in shock, and his eyes widened in astonishment as he heard the sound of fire devouring his house, and its light was reflected in his green eyes and blond hair...+ The bag fell from his hand as he heard the words of the people around him.. He lived with his brother, who does not have mercy on him with his actions and orders, and he became fifteen when he commanded him the most difficult thing he might pass on... He is registered in an illegal contest to the forbidden palace in which rumors circulate of the last vampire.