Silence. It wasn't too uncommon for the Roswaal Manor to be filled with such a thing. Yet, the somber mood which followed with said silence, was uncommon.

Amongst such a depressing mood, there were many emotions swirling.

Rage.

Sitting in the room that belonged to her sister, Ram sat there, glaring at nothing. 'I was a fool for blindly putting my trust into that good for nothing. Just because he wasn't aligned to the Witch Cult, didn't mean he wasn't a nefarious piece of shi…No. Wallowing in such a pathetic state will do me no good, I will get my sister back. I will not be humiliated by that…I will kill you once I find you, Ren Fujimura.' Left to seethe on her own, Ram makes a promise she intends to keep.

Worry.

Left unsure and filled to the brim with concern for her only friend, Emilia's hand is stuck in place, unable to properly study.

"Lia?" Her father's worried voice reached her elven ears, snapping her out of her thoughts.

"Puck!" She squeaks out in surprise. "I was…sorry, my mind has been so preoccupied lately."

"Hm...Is it about that boy again?" he asked, already knowing the answer.

"Mn…" She nods, the worry very evident. "I just…They couldn't have just disappeared off the face of the earth, right? A-And, the carriage was left behind in the middle of a battlefield…"

Sighing, the small cat spirit couldn't be bothered to try to find an answer to such a mystery. "...I understand that you're worried, but with the Royal Selection fast approaching, your studies are more pressing." Despite how insensitive he may have been, that didn't mean he was wrong.

Instead of calling him out on it, Emilia chose to stay silent, left to worry for the only other person who saw her as Emilia, just Emilia.

And…

Confusion..?

Staring at the pages of his most prized possession, the Tome of Wisdom, Roswaal L. Mather couldn't help but swear uncharacteristically. "What the fuck..?"

Wait for His return, and go about as you usually would.

Ever since that boy's arrival, the Tome's guidance had been growing more and more limited, until it ended here. That was 2 weeks ago.

The Tome's guidance wasn't incredibly frequent, only ever appearing 4 times a week at most.

Yet, it had been…2 weeks…

'…Ah. This is how that child felt, wasn't it?' The lord didn't know what to think as his body was filled with…despair. 'Without her guidance, I am nothing…Her guidance, I…Her guidance..?' But, he didn't succumb to it.

"N-No! It will not end here! Her guidance clearly states to wait for him, yes…I will not allow 400 years of preparation go to waste! I will achieve my perfect ending!"

…W̶͉̾̈o̵̩̓r̷̠̮̆̄ŕ̵̮͎͝y̶̨͔̎͝?̷̳̀͑

'...Just like how he saved me, I will save him.'

H̷̢̆e̷͙̙͊ ̶̼͝i̷̝̞͋s̴̯̑ ̵͔̄̆͜ǹ̷͉͙͗ŏ̷̪̺t̵̪̕ ̷̤̌͘õ̴̪͈ũ̶͓͛r̷̙̆͠ ̸̬̇B̸̖̤̋e̸̙͋l̸͓̀õ̸̗̳͠v̸̼̘̊̎e̴͎̠̓͛d̶̰̋!̵͎̃̀ ̸͎̎͒͜H̴̻̊ě̵͚̲̀ ̸̯̆̏ì̶̙͂s̸̩͐̓ ̷̮̇͊n̷̢͙̂̎o̷̰̟͆t̵̰͂̀ ̵̼̽͝ò̷͎̆ṵ̷̢͑r̴̭̞̀̃ ̸̭̜͌̊B̴̲͇͒͐ę̷̃͝l̶̞̉͌o̸̰̩̊̈v̵͎͂̄e̴̙͆d̵͉͆͘!̸̤͓̇͂ ̶̗̋H̸͖̮̚ë̷̬̫́ ̸̡͆́ȉ̸ͅs̴̼̼̉͐ ̸͍̅̔n̸̟̽ǒ̴͎͌t̸͇̑ ̷̠͐̈́ó̸̱͛ṵ̸̌̋r̶̰͖̀͠ ̵͚̺̄B̴̡́̊ē̵̬ͅl̶̲͌o̵̤̊̐v̵̞̝͝e̵̗̎͜ď̶̯̔!̴̙̅ ̸̧̱͒H̴̱̻͒̌e̷̬̙̓ ̷͉̈́̈í̷̼̍s̸͚̼̏̍ ̵̎̒͜ň̴̤̗ǫ̷̪̆̑ť̸̼̎ ̶̱͚̋̐o̶̞̓͠ư̴̘̘͋ṙ̴̫̺̓ ̸̮̘͑B̵̢̄e̸̘̎l̴̢͆͐o̵͉̜̿̋v̴̧̟͑͗ę̶̖͐́d̷̪̣̃͝!̶̨̫̌ ̷̺̭͝H̶͗ͅe̵͖͝ ̵̠̈́̽i̸̼̜̍̍s̶̲̽́ ̴̲͝n̷̙̅ǫ̵̌̕t̸̯͛ ̴̩͙͝o̶̧̜͝u̴͖͊̌r̵͖̋ ̵̬͝B̵̮͚̉e̶̬̬̓l̵̲̠̈́̍o̸̮͛v̸̛̹͇e̵͕͗͑d̵̠́̏!̷͖̽ ̶̫̗̅Ḧ̴͎͓́͂ḙ̶͆ ̸̟̅̏ḯ̸͚s̵͚̯̑̽ ̸̧̫̅̂n̸̻̹͂̈́ō̴̲̒t̷̳͂ ̸̢͈̍o̸̞͆̈́ͅṵ̷̺̋ȑ̶͕̼̅ ̸̨̕͜B̷͇̀e̷̮̊͂l̵̤̹͛o̷͉̾̿v̵̙̅̚e̸͔̭͋͝d̵̯͒͜!̵̙̟͊ ̷̠̃͝H̶͔̞̓̏e̸̤̖͆ ̵̫̂i̶͙͐̔s̶̥͒ ̴͓͂͆n̶͚͗ơ̴̡̩̈́t̷͖̊ ̶̹̔ͅo̶̧̦͐̓u̸͔̩͆͒r̶̫̜̀̈́ ̴͉͐B̶̢̘͋͗ē̶͜ľ̵̡̗͛ö̷̼̲́̄v̵̭͉̈̔e̸͛́͜d̶̉͒ͅ!̵̬̋͋ ̸͎̱͐H̸̖̋͝e̶̞̙͗̉ ̸̡̛̏i̵̹̒s̵̤̒ ̷͍̗͗n̵̠̦̆͑o̵͓̤̾̈ṱ̶̽ ̴̝͛o̵̙̒ư̶͎͍͊r̶̖̮̓ ̴̱̀B̷̨̟̒̚e̴̱̓͑l̴̖̪͝o̶̰̳̒v̸̙̿e̶̺͂͜͝d̸̮̑!̷̖̳̈́̽ ̷̘̈ͅḦ̷̫̻̍é̶̗͑ ̶̺͑í̶̦ṡ̴̱ ̵͚͎̈n̸̡͂o̴͔̔̾t̴̡̆̂ͅ ̶̖́̄ō̸̈́ͅŭ̵͙͑r̸̘̮̃ ̶̦̹̒̚B̴̊͜͠ĕ̶̗l̶̥͉̿̀õ̷͓̎v̴͔̩̾̆e̴̠͉͘d̸̘̜̉͘!̸̢̯͋͝ ̸̞̺͊H̸͚̺̏e̶̟̚ ̵͍̏ï̵̻̫̏s̷͈̜̔͝ ̵͙̇͠ņ̴̤͊̒o̴͚̐͝t̵̥̋ ̴̱̍͘o̶̧̿ü̷̟̻͛ṙ̸̪̲ ̵̖͂͠B̸̖͔͝e̸͈͘l̵͎̟͋o̴̗͜͠v̵̭̺͝ẽ̶͉͚d̵͔̩̋!̶̥̳͌͝ ̷̳͆͝H̶̰̯̋͠ḛ̴͇̄ ̷̦̜͒̂ḯ̶͇̼̌š̴͍̃ ̷̂ͅn̷̖̞͘ơ̵̲̈́t̸͖͂͠ ̷̙̍o̸̘̾ư̷̺̈́ṙ̴͇̈́ ̴̻͇̈́B̷̹́e̴̲̠͊̐l̵͚̅ó̷̞͘v̴̘̬͛̈́e̵̞͐ḑ̵̎!̸̰̤̈́͛ ̵̮͚̋̀H̴̞̎ͅe̷͈̠͐͗ ̶̼́i̵̛̠̋s̴̟͙͗ ̷͎͉̓͑ń̵̬͈͝o̶̖̐̄t̶̲͗ ̷̣̤̐͘ō̴̝̲u̵͈̥̍͝ŗ̴̱̈́͝ ̴̩̤́̌B̴̻̪͗͊ě̵̮l̶̤̝͌̊ó̵̘v̸̥̹̀ë̴͓̅ḏ̷̆̚!̴̨̹͆ ̴̡̳̚H̷͙̝͗ę̴̱̓͊ ̷̧̝̀̈́i̷͎̣͌s̶̱͛͝ ̵̼͑̀͜ń̵̙͓̾o̸͈͋͆t̴̳͌ ̷̨̗͐̄o̶͂̔ͅủ̵͇r̴̺̤͑͂ ̵̡̢͋B̴̜̑̉e̷͕̣͂̑l̵̪͒̚ͅȏ̵͚̟v̵̢̲̈́ḙ̶̓d̶̲̤͐!̷̨͔͌ ̴̣̌̓H̷̻̄e̵͉̊ ̴͉̰̋i̸̖̻̿̈s̶̢͖̑ ̵̙͒n̵͙͙͝o̶͍̤̽͐ẗ̸͍͇̈́ ̷̡͛ȯ̸̤ͅǘ̵̩͑r̸̬̹̈ ̵͍͌͜B̶̖̀ḛ̴̾͛l̸̠̳͗o̴̫̹̕v̴̘͒͠e̶͕͍̐̉d̵͔̑̓!̶͍̌ ̵̼͋͜H̵͎̾̋e̶̢͔̓ ̴̨̿ȉ̴͔̝͗s̶̡̽ ̴̯͙̇ǹ̴͚̳o̸̢̟͂̃t̷̬͌ ̶̨̭͂ò̸̪͍ǘ̸̯r̵̻͐̕ ̷͍͓͋̒B̷̲́e̸͔͛l̷̲͋ọ̴̌v̶͔̬̋é̷̜̜̽d̸͕͐!̸͉̩̌̚ ̴͚̐̿H̸̨̉̚ẽ̴̳̠͌ ̸̤̐i̶͓̱̓̃s̶̺̬̓͐ ̷̠̫̑̏n̵̛̜ȍ̵͍t̶̘̋ ̴͔̖̃̅o̶̹̐u̴̧͖̐̒r̷̤̀̓ͅ ̵̢͝Ḇ̶͕̓̊ē̵̮͜l̷͍͇̒o̴̩̯͌͒v̶͚͍̍́è̵̮̟d̶͕͐̎ͅ!̵̡̑

'I don't care…He did so much for me, so I'll save him…I owe him that much.'

In Yharnam

"Where the hell am I this time? London?" Yawning, the raven haired boy's eyes focus on the high concentration of life energy coming from further away from the city. "Honestly, doesn't she know who I am? I'm the Protagonist and I still have to do such menial tasks?"

"Killing this guy should be a cinch, I'll just need to use my authorities against him."

To Be Continued

Short as hell, yeah. But I wanted this out before I forgot to finish it.

Fairly obvious who the guy at the end is.

Satella as well...

Ram hates my Oc, I do too tbh.

Puck...Well he doesn't care as long as Emilia is safe.

Who knows when I'll update this again.

Maybe next year? Let's hope not, lol.

…Life sucks rn tho, so who knows?

Buh-Bye