...I'm Basen's twin??!!

CHAPTER 4 START

The family of four (the twins, Violan, and the Unknown Filler Father™) had gone on many travels, as a family of merchants would.

This time was no different, they had set out to the Henituse territory, a territory of mass riches, in hopes of food sales, and perhaps some sightseeing.

Although.., I suppose it's rather unfortunate that they hadn't  heard of, per say, the bandits that had been targeting merchants moving into the territory.

Their carriage had been tipped, most of the goods had been stolen, and the family of four was easily forced to be just a family of three...

Roksoo didn't even have time to think, his mind a blank slate, as his seemingly dead eyes bore into Violan's...

It went by far too quickly, Basen's sobbing, Violan seeming holding back tears in an attempt to be strong for her far too young children.

Violan finished the trip on foot holding the two of her children closely and reporting her sorrows to the knights at the territory gate.

"Shhhh shhhh, Mother will stay strong for you, my beautiful boys."
Her voice broke.

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The funeral was small, with only them paying their respects, Rocksoo didn't know his father very well, not enough to cry over him, Basen had been his favorite after all. Tiny and full of joy, they were much better character traits than being tiny and broken.

His brother sobbed, and so did Mother Violan. No.. she at least deserved the title at this point. Roksoo didn't cry. How could he cry when he barely knew the man? It felt imposing-disgusting-how could he bring his own bad luck unto this small family? -It was his fault, it always was.- He walked away after holding his mother for a while -he didn't deserve to be there-

-(He remembers the CRASH. How his mother held him closely, how the car FLIPPED. How they both died protecting him.)-

He wanders farther into the cemetery, there was another funeral, farther in, he had noticed -stop distracting yourself! Stop trying to forget you know you won't be able to! You know you can't forget!!-

There was a boy, with red -just like his blood- hair farther in, he was sobbing -he wanted to be able to cry too!- it hurt.. for some reason it hurt to see this boy sob, he was alone -just like I am..-

He wanted to comfort the boy.. odd.

Roksoo walked up to the boy, casually sitting next to him on the secluded bench.

"What do you want..?"

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<END CHAPTER 4>