Standing before a large bouquet of multicoloured flowers set on a wreath, Aires Blue could do nothing but bow in respect for his late father and siblings.
It's not as if he meant it, after all. All he had to do was to fake every expressiong gracing his features, putting on the mask of the lost, depressive son.
I never got to prove I was worth something, that I mattered in this world to you, he almost let a natural smile come onto his mourning face as he went to sit down beside one of his father's old trading partners.
In the end, I was nothing but a human, wasn't I? I wanted to be accepted by someone, anyone - even if that meant defying you.
He continued to pay minor attention to the ceremony being given out to honour the deceased of Hyperion. He caught the look of, suprisingly, Juli Bahana who had attended and was currently up at the wreath, paying her respects.
He didn't want to see her, not after being such a coward in the end.
My father treated me as a business aspect, my siblings taunted and teased me for things I never knew I did.
I never had real friends. And I still believe I never will.
By hating you father, did I, in the end, prove to you that all I ever wanted was your attention? Just for you to look at me so many years ago, and see me as your son?
You never did. No one ever did.
Not even now, old man. Are you laughing at me as I speak?
Do I amuse you? Does my pain bring you pleasure?
No, you were always so dissapointed in me. You expected more from your youngest son.
In the end, father…
His head was bowed, so no one saw the single tear slip down his cheek.
No one would care anyway.
…was I the fool who thought he could get everything, by doing nothing?
I believe I was.