~~Still FlashBack~~
"Okay, so here's my project, I'm making a sword that will be cover in Monstrous Silva. When the blade extends, by the press of a button, there will be a igniter to light the silva and set it a flame. It will be good for wars, if we was to get into one." My 15 year old self says.
"Oh thats a wonderful idea (y/n)! Thats why I raised you the way we did." My Mother states.
"Well she is a daddy's girl." My father states chuckling. I gently punch him in the chest.
"Well, can you guys go gather the silva and I'll start here on the metal work okay." I say. Both of my parents nod in agreement and gather the supplies they'll need to go gather my beloved silva I need.
Skip
"Sweet heart we're back and you owe us big time, do you know how hard it is to get this stinky silva?" My father yells throughout our blacksmith. I rush to him and my mother, who are holding the 10 containers I gave them that would fit in the grip of the blade. I rush to them and grab the containers from them, not thinking of anything else, but the project.
"Thanks mom, thanks dad, you can go back to the customers, I've got it from here!" I yell to them from my mini workshop. It was messy, but I thought it was organized.
"Okay, dear just be careful, that exposed silva is dangerous to anything that is related to fire okay sweetheart?" My mother calls out. And me, not listening because of my arrogance and too busy with the project blocked out her warning.
Boy, did I wish I listened to her, because I lost something dear to me.
Skip
"Ugh, finally. I got the rest of the containers in my bag here on my shoulder and my sword in its holster. Can't wait to show this bad bot off." I say. On my way rushing out, I knock over the remaining silva on the floor. Me being idiotic left the fireplace burning. I'm not sure what exactly happened because I rushed out of the workshop with my parents still inside to show my friends the new weapon, but I'm guessing the silva reached the fire and it was too late for my parents when I heard their cries and screams.
When I rushed to see what was wrong it was too late. Some villagers got my parents crispy bodies out. When I see their faces, which was not even a face I knew anymore, I dropped to my knees and began to cry for what seemed liked hours. Villagers asked me how it happened, and I told them that I accidentally knocked over the silva, not bothering to clean it up. They blame me for the reason of my parents death and hate me. I don't blame them though. It was my incompetence that lead them to their deaths'.
On that same day I left my village of Solaria and vowed never to return. I could never return to that village. Too many memories.
Too many sorrowful memories.
~~FlashBack End~~
"(Y/n)?" I hear a male voice come from behind the shield I was leaning on. I turn around to see a bright pair of forest green orbs, filled with worry and slight curiosity. When I see though orbs, I'm instantly reminded of my mother's eyes and begin to sob once more. (d/n) tries to calm me down with her purrs next to my side, it works slightly until a pair of strong arms wrap around me.
Comforting me.
Warming me.
I can sense the kindness and worry in the pair of arms as they squeeze my figure.
For once I felt safe in someone's arms.
For once I felt loved in a really really long time.
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I'm going to go by Sherbet now when I put my signature okay guys.
Lots of Love
-Sherbert