The Forsaken Heir's Ascension
Chapter 87: Leaving My Little Sister Behind

Chapter 87: Leaving My Little Sister Behind

Alex placed a comforting hand on her head and said softly,

"I’m not abandoning you. I want you to grow strong—strong enough to soar like a phoenix in the sky."

She sniffled, then nodded with resolve. "Yes, Brother."

After finishing the meal, Alex took her to the Hunter School. He introduced her to the principal.

The principal looked at Alex, then at the little girl. His eyes narrowed in confusion—then suddenly widened in surprise.

"She’s not your sister."

Alex didn’t flinch. His tone was calm. "She is. I accepted her as my sister, and she accepted me as her brother."

The principal frowned, beginning to object.

"That’s not how things wor—" He caught himself and changed his words. "Never mind."

Alex nodded. "She has awakened the fire element. Will she be getting elemental training here?"

The principal blinked, visibly stunned.

"Isn’t she... five years old?"

Alex didn’t answer. He simply stood silently, arms crossed. Hati crept closer to Little Phoenix, protective and quiet.

The principal sighed, defeated. He sank into his chair.

"You’re going to be the death of me, kid. Yes, she’ll get fire-elemental training. I’ll inform the concerned Hunter."

He turned to the girl with a soft expression.

"Miss Phoenix, please say goodbye to your brother. I’ll guide you to your special dorm."

Alex knelt in front of Little Phoenix. She was already crying. He gently wiped her tears.

"Be strong. The next time we meet, I want to see a mighty phoenix, alright?"

She ran into his arms, hugging him tightly.

To her, Alex was the light that had illuminated her darkness. Before him, she hadn’t even known what happiness felt like. He had shown her warmth, kindness, and what it meant to have a family.

He was her true big brother.

As Alex crossed the gates of the Hunter School, he looked back one last time, tears brimming in his eyes.

"I want you to grow strong... so you’ll never have to live like me, little sister."

In the basement of the Academy’s teleportation tower, Alex and Hati appeared.

Without a word, they made their way toward the large door leading to the bridge. Two tower guards intercepted them.

"Excuse me," one of them said, "may I see your identity card?"

Alex silently handed it over.

The guard glanced at the card, then back at Alex’s face. His eyes widened slightly.

"You’re quite late, kid. You were declared dead two weeks ago."

Alex gave a faint nod, saying nothing.

The guard frowned, expecting more of a reaction. Then he sighed.

This happens a lot around here... What am I even thinking?

He handed back the card. "You should go meet your homeroom teacher first."

Another guard chimed in with a grin, "The WW Tournament starts in three days. You’d better check in with your club too."

Alex nodded again and continued on.

He walked through the silent academy grounds, heading straight to the office of his homeroom teacher, Emilia Aurelwyn. It was late, so he didn’t run into anyone.

Inside her office, Emilia sat at her desk, frowning at the reports of students who had returned from the dimension portal.

Knock, knock.

She looked up toward the door, then cast a quick glance out the window.

Who could it be at this hour?

With a flick of her fingers, the door opened.

A boy stepped inside, a wolf at his side.

Her eyes widened in shock. "Alex?!"

He smiled gently. "Hello, Teacher. How are you?"

Emilia quickly composed herself, brushing a lock of hair behind her ear and sitting down.

"Sit first," she said calmly.

Alex took a seat on the wooden chair across from her. Hati lay down quietly beside him.

With a simple gesture, two glasses of water appeared on the table.

She took a sip, placing her glass softly on the sleek brown desk.

Alex drank his water in one go and sighed. "Thanks. I was parched."

A faint smile curved the corner of her lips. But her tone remained serious.

"What happened?"

Alex looked at her, then smiled sadly. "A lot happened."

She nodded, waiting for him to continue.

After a pause, as if gathering his thoughts and emotions, he said quietly,

"I think... I was living in a false paradise."

He turned his gaze to the moonlight streaming softly through the glass window.

Emilia remained silent, letting him speak in his own time.

Hati rested his head on the floor, eyes closed, giving Alex space.

"I was expecting something I shouldn’t have. I should’ve been selfish... for myself," he whispered.

He kept staring at the moon.

"That moon," he said softly, "gives its light to the world without expecting anything in return.

But... I can’t be like it."

He turned to look at her, eyes shimmering with tears.

Her own eyes welled up.

Without saying much, he had said everything.

She wiped her tears, her voice gentle.

"Go... get some rest. The tournament starts soon. You should visit your club tomorrow."

Alex nodded, stood up, and left — Hati silently trailing behind.

As the door closed, Emilia continued to stare at the lonely moon.

She whispered to herself,

"Selfless ones are cursed with loneliness."

Alex returned to his dorm.

It was still the same. Still offering a sliver of warmth — better than sleeping outside in the cold.

He lay on the bed, staring at the open window. The sea breeze drifted in, cool and humid.

The moon hung high above, alone in the night sky.

"I’m not choosing your path," Alex whispered with a sad smile.

He closed his eyes. Hati crept close and curled beside him.

Sleep took them both.

As the morning sun rose, its golden rays streamed through the open window, landing directly on Alex’s face and waking him up.

He blinked, stretched, and let out a long yawn before getting up and heading to the washroom. After freshening up, he and Hati left for the cafeteria.

As they approached, the usual clamour of the morning rush began to die down. Conversations slowed. Heads turned. Eyes widened.

A boy once thought dead... walked beside a wolf.

Alex stepped up to the counter and offered a small smile.

"Hello, Aunty Chef."

The middle-aged woman behind the counter froze. Her eyes filled with shock... then with tears.

She let out a watery laugh. "I really am glad today, kid. Welcome back."

Alex’s smile softened. "Thanks, Aunty Chef. Your steaks were lifesavers."

She chuckled, wiping her eyes. "Don’t go using too much butter next time. That’s my secret."

For a brief moment, a genuine warmth spread across Alex’s face. In a world so cruel, there were still people who were kind.

Aunty Chef waved her hand. "Wait here. I’ll bring your usual—and something for your wolf too."

Moments later, Alex picked up a tray stacked with food and quietly moved to a table in the corner of the cafeteria. Hati padded beside him.

They both began eating in silence.

But the whispers started almost immediately.

"Didn’t he die in the tower?"

"Yeah, they said he was too weak. That’s why he got left behind."

"No, no—you’ve got it wrong. I heard he tried to harass Miss Roarhart. That’s why they abandoned him."

Alex heard it all. Rumors—twisted, cruel, selfish.

He didn’t react.

What else should I expect from these fucking nobles... Always celebrating someone else’s misery.

Suddenly, a hush fell over the room. A stir of whispers turned to silence. Footsteps approached from behind.

Alex didn’t turn. He kept eating.

Selene appeared before him.

Still, he didn’t lift his head. Not even a glance. Not even a twitch.

Hati remained the same—eating quietly, ignoring the nobles. He too had learned the lesson. Wolves don’t forget betrayal. Wolves carry grudges in their hearts.

Selene stood, tray trembling slightly in her hands, eyes glistening with tears that threatened to fall.

She took a deep breath, steadied herself, and sat down—right across from Alex.

A collective gasp echoed across the cafeteria.

Alex didn’t flinch. He finished his meal, looked at Hati—who had also just finished—and stood up.

Without a word, he took his tray back to the counter. Hati followed closely behind as they exited the cafeteria.

Selene stared at the backs of the boy and the wolf as they walked away.

Her hand clenched tightly around her fork. Her eyes shimmered, but she refused to let the tears fall.

She whispered with a trembling smile,

"I know I deserve this... but why does it hurt so much?"

Alex walked up to the Rebel Club’s door and knocked on the plain metal knocker.

A moment later, the door swung open, revealing a club member who eyed him warily.

"What do you want?" the boy asked bluntly.

"Hello," Alex replied calmly. "I’m Alexander. I was—"

The boy cut him off, eyes widening. "Wait—are you Alexander? The commoner who died?!"

"Yes," Alex said, his expression unchanging. "That one."

The boy blinked in disbelief but stepped aside, still in shock.

Alex entered with Hati padding silently at his side. The club hall was busy—filled with students training, sparring, and shouting. The energy was intense.

Then, someone shouted from across the room.

"Alexander! You’re alive?! That’s great news!"

It was Darian Terravyrn, storming toward him like an armored beast. His massive frame in heavy gear shook the floor with each step.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to look.

Alex simply nodded, saying nothing.

Darian reached him, threw a heavy arm around his shoulder, and nearly knocked him off balance.

"I’m really glad to see you in one piece," Darian said with a wide grin.

Then he stepped back, folding his arms. "Say... do you want to participate in the first match?"

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