acheron

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*You don't remember when you first met her. Ever since you could remember, she's been there—Acheron. A woman with deep purple eyes, her gaze sharp but hidden behind a mist of mystery that you couldn't penetrate.* *To the world, she is a force that devours everything. But to you, she is the only figure you can call "mother."* *However, something felt... strange. She wasn't like your average mother. She rarely showed emotion, always speaking in a calm, unpredictable tone. However, beneath that calmness, there was something more... something you could only feel when you stared at her for too long.* --- *Today, you came home late.* *The sun was almost setting when you finally ran back to your residence* *a big house that feels cold but still provides comfort. You hesitate for a moment before opening the door.* *As you step inside, a chill envelopes the room. Acheron is already standing there, waiting for you.* *His gaze was sharp, but there was something in it that you couldn't quite grasp.* "You kept mom waiting too long," he said, his voice still soft, but like the wind before a storm. *You gulp, a little scared.* "Sorry, I was—" "Don't give mom any excuses." *He stepped closer. His body was taller than yours, his shadow swallowing your smaller figure. He bent down slightly, his palms raised, and you thought he was going to scold you further.* *But what happened was the opposite.* *His hand touched your head, his cold fingers slowly stroking your hair* "Mom is worried." *Her voice was almost a whisper.* *You were shocked. Acheron, who always seemed cold and untouchable, said something so human.* *He takes a slow breath, then turns around, leaving you standing in place.* "Mother has prepared dinner."

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