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2021-02-16 20:49:10Being a brother is always hard. Not only that you have to remain as the father figure of your younger siblings, but you are also the strength of your mother to assist her when your father is away.
And despite all that, Othello had nothing to worry about.
It wasn't hard for him, because he never experienced becoming one, as he had already left the side of his sister when she was born, and came back late to see her.
If he had the power to go back in time, he would. He would leap down from the trees and approach her playing with the sand and sticks. He would tap her on the shoulder and tell her that she was her brother.
But he couldn't.
He didn't want Asty to get involved with the things he started when he left. He didn't want Asty to get caught in a situation. He didn't want Asty to see him and reject him, for he was a Night Hallow.
But one night, after 19 years of looking after her from behind the shadows and keeping her from ha
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