Tʜᴇ Gᴏʟᴅᴇɴ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ's ʜᴀʀᴇᴍ!?『ᴍᵃˡᵉ!ғᵃᵗᵘⁱ ʜᵃʳᵇⁱⁿᵍᵉʳˢ ˣ ᴍ!ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ』

XVIII

Tʜᴇ ғᴜɴᴇʀᴀʟ

A few days came and went and eventually, a funeral was held for La Signora. No one was more broken up than M/n as he carried her ashes that were still tucked away in the ice spear he created. His hands shook as he now stood in front of the coffin made for one of his older sisters of the Harbingers. He finally breaks the ice, gently placing her remains onto the soft cushions. As M/n's last parting gift to La Signora, he uses his power to return her body to its original state.
"I was too late...I'm sorry Rosalyne but at least you'll be reunited with Rostam in an eternal slumber."Colombiana hugs M/n and sings lightly to soothe the crying holy figure.

It broke everyone to see M/n like this, his visible eye was swollen from all the crying he's done over the past few days. No one knew what to do to console him, however, all that worry only heightens when the sound of his sobbing stops.
"Bu-Butterflies?"M/n mutters in awe as hundreds of Hellfire Butterflies flutter around the area, one lands on his eye patch causing it to burn away and the butterfly sinks into M/n's right eye.
"Aagh!!"He clutches his eye as the pain burns through the unseeing eye but soon as the pain fades, his vision returns.
"I...I can see..."

"What?!"Everyone quickly crowds around M/n, looking into his once-hidden eye.

"Even in her parting, she has given you a gift. Her hellfire butterflies, her liquid flames... Let's send her off with smiles, she would want that from us."The Tsaritsa closes the lid of the coffin and M/n freezes it shut, smiling through tears he didn't know were falling once again.
"I will carry your flames as my own...I will enact my revenge against those who hurt me. If they don't know fear..."M/n's white hair turns bright red conjuring more butterflies. M/n had full control of the liquid flames but unlike Rosalyne, it did not burn away at him.
"They will now... Snezhnaya will enter a few days of mourning...I wish to be alone."

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It was like the joy was sucked out of the palace for the first three days of mourning but once M/n started to feel better, now accepting her death but only with the thought of the hellfire butterflies being a piece of her soul that will forever keep him company. His motive for kindness against others was a thing of the past.
"I once said I wouldn't be a monster to those who were monsters to me but that has changed.."

"Your grace?"

"Yes?"It was the Tsaritsa who called out to M/n, he was sitting alone in the garden surrounded by Hellfire Butterflies, and much to her surprise, nothing was actually on fire.
"Do you know where Scaramouche ran off to?"

"Of course I do. He's been reporting back to me since the incident...If anything he should be returning soon with our newest member."
She sees no problem with this one bit and gives M/n a much-needed hug, the male accepts it wholeheartedly.
"Tsaritsa, I will make sure we don't lose anyone else. The Abyss order has agreed to help the Fatui, and I have quite the loaded plate myself. I will fix Enkanomiya and Khaenri'ah but I need to access my temples to gain just a bit more of my power."

"We'll carry out any order you give, don't bother with dirtying your beautiful hands. We still wish for you to enjoy your life."

"She's right, your grace."The two jumped at the familiar voice, it was only a shock because they didn't hear the garden doors open.
"Your plan worked flawlessly, your grace~"

M/n smiles at this display of Scaramouche while the Tsaritsa was shocked.
"How is this possible?"

"I gave Scaramouche access to the temple in Inazuma. Let's just say he's a new god and we're a few steps ahead of Lumine or anyone else who wants to get in the way of the Fatui~"M/n chuckles as Scaramouche happily drops his head onto M/n's lap and nuzzles it.