Sister didn’t say anything she just stormed out of the room. Me and mother sat together for awhile we did not say a word to each other we simply sat in silence. I left first.

Hmm I understand that this is supposed to be a big reveal but how am I supposed to act? Should I care? Or do I pretend nothing has happened?

I made my way down the corridor towards my sisters room. I past by a hall we use for guest and I see a black coffin with a photo of the 47th head of the Ravan family. I don’t stop to look it. I don’t feel the need. I more surprised that something like a furnal even happen for the old man.

I walk briskly down the corridor. I don’t really feel anything about the recent revelation of Mother Lues. But this lack of feeling is definitely different from the joy of return I hope for. I need to kick Adria later to calm my nerves. Before I can reach my sisters door it open on its own and my sister is inside. Me and my sister share a lot of things. Fashion sense being one of them. We both dress as if where villains from some anime but it never feels like cosplay. It probably because we are cartoon villains. I want to kill god and she wants world domination. And we both like black silk for some reason. Honestly our clothes are so similar that it like our families uniform at this point. Although mother dress in purple and nothing like us. If I am a anime villain than my sister is a villainess noble girl and mothers an evil witch in appearance. Although mother looks thirty for someone who hold validity of a king class that pretty bad. She when one enters the king class their appearance generally stops their outward ageing. When someone enters master class like my sister their ageing slows down.

My sister stands at the door a bottle in hand. Two shot glasses clink besides her. I enter her room. It's dark if not for my new improve vision it would have been impossible to make my way to my usual seat. My sister sits in front of me. I guess this matter means more to her than I thought it would. I really don’t know much about my sister. In memory she is more like a boss than a sister. And her character isn’t really developed in the novel so I can’t cheat.

“You just jumped to master class just like that huh”

“... yeah actually it’s really neat. Does this mean i’m part dragon”

Her looks at me and shrugged. She isn’t in a joking mood.

“ You seem to have taken this pretty hard. Does the knowledge I might be a monster get you that much I think it’s pretty cool.”

Sister glared at me. “ We hold no blood together. And now I know that's theirs another wall between us. And one that was hidden from me” is that my sisters worry. That this would drive us apart but their was more she wanted to say. “ Brother lets be honest mother is kind but human. In her eyes i’m less than you. Now you the person I felt closest to is in fact no longer my brother”

“What! Why?” where did that come from why am I not her brother anymore. “ There's no blood between us brother.” I ses. Sister always been the outside to the family. That's how she see it. She might not be wrong you now. I too know that i’m mothers favourite.

She turns to me. And says with a weak smile.

“ There's a saying. The blood spilt together is thicker than the blood born together. I don’t really get what this means but in that case let's do what adults do and drink until we forget our problems in the first place.”

I take the glass. I say “ I trust you sister. Lets get drunk enough that we both forget that I was ever born”

It's not the perfect solution to the problem. In fact it's not a solution at all. But it will do until I find one.

******

When I was small the woman who gave birth to me said “ your just my basted so you need to keep you head down. If you make problems for mother I will beat you.”

When I was small there was a maid who was in truth a hostage from a small noble family. She refused to serve me. She insulted me instead when I ask if I could have a glass of water. I being the naive child whent to father. He pushed me and forced me to apologise. As I was doing that brother Varon came up and walk up to the maid and he simply asked for a glass of water. His position was different to mine. The fact that he screams about voices is a well known rumour at this point but he is still a pureblood noble. Not only does she bow and act respectful she does it. A tall glass of water and then in front if everyone he grabs me by the head and pulls me up. He gives me the water.

Father look furious but he doesn’t react. Brothers position is higher than a maid and I had apologised.

Seeing my hesitation he grabs the drink and holds it to my mouth. I cough a little a he forces me to drink. Then he asks for another glass of water. And the maid does so. Then he drinks it. Then he asks for another glass of water. It my turn. I don’t cough this time as brother makes me drink it. Then it was brothers turn. Each time he threatens the maid that if she not back by the time one of us finishes she will be in trouble. Then it was my turn to drink. Then it was brothers turn but he didn’t do so. He just places the glass by his side. Then he ask the maid for a glass of water. And when it arrives brother makes me drink it. Then he asks for another glass of water. And once more the maid brings it. She looks tired now she has been running a lot. This repeats for awhile. At some point father must have gotten board because he left. What look to be about one hundred glasses of water where now at his feet. They were of different shapes and sizes. Even if we were a noble family we wouldn’t need anymore than two hundred cups and it had been five minutes since the maid was here. Brother is tapping his foot in annoyance. At some point brother stop making me drink but I still feel bloated. Really bloated. I think brother is a pervert now. His eyes look so excited as I struggled.

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The maid comes in and brother asks her where his glass of water is she apologises because she couldn’t find another glass. Brother tells the maid to stand in front of him. Then he looks at me and calls me “ bastard come here”

I do so then he looks at me and says “ i’m too thirsty to punish tgis maid you do it.” The maids face looks amazing right now. I feel bloated so I don’t want to think so I just push her. She fall onto the glasses of water. The shatter and hundreds of pieces dig deeply into her skin. She screaming and crying but brother Varon steps on her. Then he grabs me and pulls me close. He motions stepping on her. She still crying and screaming. I didn’t think it would be like this. She looks like shes in a lot of pain. I try to leave but Varon stops me. He looks mad and says “ step on her”. Out of fear I do and… it felt good. Great even.

I turn to brother and ask me how I should do it. He tells me that I should aim for the arms if I want her to feel pain and the head if I don’t. Of course I aim for the arms. I know now that it would have hurt her regardless of where I step but back then I was naive.

Brother eyes get brighter and brighter and he also steps on her legs. We work together to make sure that as many glass pieces are in her as possible.

Me and brother both decided to stand on her together and we started to jump on her head. I was laughing. It was fun. I felt strong and good. I had never felt like this before. Brother was also having fun I could tell. I asked myself if I could be friends with brother. Then I saw in the corner of my eyes my reflection. I was also a pervert because I had the same eyes and smile brother did.

But good things don’t last. I hear a bang as the door was kick in. While I was stepping on her brother had blocked the door with a chair and now eldest brother had broken in. He look horrible and deep with worry. And he saw me and brother mid jump. I don’t remember what happen next but apparently eldest brother punched me and Varon unconscious.

But after that day no one ever insulted me for being a bastard again. Just like how no one called my brother crazy.

The next day I was summoned by my father. When I got their brother Varon was also their. He smiled at me then quickly stops when eldest brother punched him. We sat there forever. Brother and father were screaming at us. But mid way through when I was shaking I couldn’t help but remember just how good it felt. To hurt others. I felt a warm touch and brother grab my hand. I like brothers hands their surprisingly big.

At this point the woman I would come to know as mother ran into the room. Her take on what happened was completely different. She saw mine and brothers actions as perfectly reasonable no when she heard I was insulted and had to apologise she herself look insulted. Maybe he knew that she would come but unlike me brother refused to apologise.

She said “ since when was this place so weak that it cared about the child of a fucking viscount”

Apparently that child was unaware to handle the scars and would later go on to kill herself. But in her death for the first time in my life someone defended me.

The next day I was summoned note by father but by Varion. We ate breakfast together and talked. I never had a friend before. I never laughed so much as I did in the next few years to come when it was just me and brother. Then me and brother grew apart. He sought woman who could please him sexually. As much as I have came to love brother he was always just that, a brother. So I started to take charge more. I forced him to become like a surbordent to me but it was never the same. And I grew depressed. Just as brother feels like something was missing from his life so did I. But unlike him I knew its name… Varon

So I turned to the same escape brother did, the bottle and work. Next thing I knew I was the next family head and was at father’s funeral. But the only thing I was thinking of was that I could use this as an excuse to drink with brother. But instead I would get another reason to drink with brother the truth of his birth.

I always knew that me and brother had troubled minds but finding out the cause of brothers was hard for me. The final reason I had to be with brother was because he was my brother. And now that was gone. I borken. Maybe I overreacted. I can’t believe I said half those things to mother.

I actually think it would be great if brother was stronger and I always knew the Varon I love and me where the monsters to begin with.

I wanted to escape the situation so I went to drink. I did not expect it when I heard a foot steps approach my door. They felt different like an old friend.

It was brother but he looked different than before. No not different he look like he did when he was younger. That night brother made me laugh more than I did in years. It had happened.

Randomly and without warning. Right when I thought he would be gone forever. I felt like my brother was truly back. He wasn’t the depressed drunk or womaniser no he was my brother. The one I came to love I was sure of it. And his strength was only a little extra on the top.

I love my brother. I will apologise to mother and buy her the newest and most expensive spear money can get. She should have fucking told him long ago if it meant he would come back.

Over the course of my life brother had taught me the two most important things in my life. The first is the importance of family. And the second is that I was born to stand on people not be stepped on by people.

It was a simple mistake on my part to see it in any other way.