Elian's POV
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He sat on the ground beside his bed in silence, legs curled close to his chest. He didn't speak. Didn't breathe too loud. He just stared at nothing, barely noticing the sun setting outside.
His mind still ran through everything he saw. From the revelation of the false moon goddess to the memories retrieved by the system.
Elian Ashford.
A name he's answered for years without questioning his origins. All his life, he has been the orphaned Omega. A "disappointment" to his parents who were nowhere to be found.
But oh... How wrong the people in that palace have been.
"A–Arian." He whispered for the first time in what felt like forever, fingers loosening on his legs. "Arian, found me that night."
Now that the system showed him everything from that night. When the true owner of this body was five years old—Elian could remember his childhood clearly.
And he meant CRYSTAL clear.
