The Atlantean Compensator 92 Sebastin's World

'Endymeon...Why is this name seem familiar to me?!

Although it's clearly not!

I don't know anyone with that name...'

Muruem noticed the silent Herald.

"What is it Herald?"

Herald. "Nothing, his name is quite interesting don't you think?"

Muruem. "Yeah, i didn't know it even exists...

So anyways, he's the childhood friend of Maya. I met him the first time in a restaurant.

And to your point, he's from the upper cla.s.s.

Although i haven't seen him before either on TV or outside. But he's a star actor!"

Herald. "Is that so?!

Well we don't watch TV that often do we..."

Muruem laughed. "Yeah! That's what I said too..."

...

"So she came back alone, after all those years...I guess it wasn't what she expected huh?

Such a pity!

Anyways, why do I care really?

Those days are long ago, things were different then..."

Said Sebastin as he's floating over the city in the dark sky, while the wind is blowing on his hair and face.

Lawra's visit has taken a place in his thoughts, who knows if she ever left it! Judging by the way he's talking now...

On his way back, he encountered some gang members. 4 of them!

One approached from in front, while holding a little knife on his hand.

"Hey cute kid, we don't want to use force here...

Give us some money and we'll let you go!"

Another one approached him from behind.

"Come on, don't be silly!

You might be tall and strong but we're 4 armed people here."

Sebastin does not show any emotion on his face, and just stares at their faces...

Then!

"Hey you...I think I know you.

You're jacob!" He pointed towards one of them who's standing at the back.

"Huh? Yeah my name's Jacob..

Who are you??". he replied.

Sebastin. "We've studied together in highschool. I could barely recognize you!"

Jacob. "Oh wait....You're...

You're Sebastin??

Yeah sure you are!

d.a.m.n man, what were you eating to get this tall and strong?"

He told to others to retreat back.

Sebastin. "What are you doing in here?

With people like this..."

Jacob. "These people?

Hhahahaha...Those are my people man! Am their little boss."

Sebastin. "You look like you've been abusing drugs as well, what has gone to you?

You weren't like this before."

Jacob. "And you weren't like this either, we all change bro...

But one thing is sure for all of us, it only gets tougher!

One's way of survival may not look like another's.

Anyways, sorry for that..."

Sebastin just kept starring at his old cla.s.smate, the words Jacob spoke, he had no answer for.

"...No problem, am glad you were with them." He said

Jacob returned back, but remembered something!

"By the way...

*He looked at all directions*

Where did he..."

Sebastin has already left without leaving a trace!

"It could have very easily been me in his place, or a lot others...I knew him back then, he was very nice and innocent. That's his nature, and now...He's a gang boss!!

This place...No!

This whole world, disgusts me one day after another!!"

...

Going to the neighborhood park became one of the daily routines of Miss Elara, everyday arround 5pm she'll go out and buy some food for the pigeons and birds that come, then sits there so calmly and feeds them.

At first, it was a weird scene for all the people who used to come in there, they never saw her before.

And those who do, tell stories of their own imagination.

Her exceeding beauty gives more legitemacy to these stories, such as she's an angel that took the form of a human, or that she is protected by some spirits, some even forbid their kids to come near her, as she might be dangereous and suspicious.

All in all, even if the society Elara is living in is not superst.i.tious at all. She makes them be!

That is what gives them that sense of danger in itself.

But for her, she doesn't even know about these kind of talks.

If someone pa.s.ses her by and keeps looking, she just lowers her head in a shy way.

For now, birds were her friends. They all come to her leaving all other areas empty!

This attracts the attention of little kids, one time she was approached by one.

"...How do you do it?" he asks.

Elara was a bit shocked of the sudden question, after staring at the kid a little she replied.

"I just sit and give them food, as simple as that."

The kid. "But others do it and they still come to you first."

Elara smiles. "Well i guess, they like me more then!"

The kid. "Hhahahah yeaaah it seems that way, i always come here you've only started coming these days right?"

Elara. "Yes, i wasn't home.

Before that i didn't like going out, but now It's a bit different."

The kid was confused, but he didn't reply...

"You're alone?"

The kid. "Yes, I come here by myself...

We're poor, and there are too many of us to stay in our little home during the day."

Makes sense, his clothes were all dirty and old, a shower would've made his skin look better as well...

Elara did not know what to say, she just kept looking at the pigeons eating and flying...

Then she handed the food over to him, and left the place.

The kid understood that she wanted him to feed the pigeons himself, so without a word he started doing so, and hoped to see her again tomorrow.