He stood next to her in silence, the once jovial ambience of their home now felt cold and the sorrows tightened his throat as he attempted to look strong. She dressed herself, placed her blade in its sheath and put her large hat on, they both exchanged gaze in silence. He took a step forward and held her hands '' y....you know when you spoke of your ambition i felt proud but..... this may sound selfish but i am afraid of returning to my old solitude'' she caressed his hands in comfort '' You have survived war, you took me as not only an apprentice but as a daughter it only feels right i use your kindness to aid others''.



He looked down, mouth quivering and his grip tightening , she wrapped her arms around him feeling the abnormal breathing as tears flowed '' Dear daughter.... this world is a cruel one, i do not wish for you to suffer anymore'' while her facial expression never changes and her voice remained monotone under any circumstances he could feel she shared the same emotional outburst. '' The world is a cruel one but under no circumstances should you fell to its level, if you cannot live in peace with the citizens of Ina then do not harm them for they have suffered enough hardship as it is. A blade should never be used to fell the innocent, no matter how vulgar they acted towards you, these are your words that you taught me and respect your wishes i aim to keep'' Neeva replied before letting him go.


She made her way outside staring at the unknown, a forest she hadn't venture since childhood but her heart was filled with determination. She looked back one more time and waved her adoptive father farewell '' remember you will always be welcome back Neeva! '' he struggled to tell her as part of his life slowly vanished into the woods.

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