Seven Sins System

Seven Sins System Chapter 293. Unexpected Guest IV

"Connection… Can you explain more?" I asked Aria, my skepticism evident in my tone. Her hug had offered comfort, but her cryptic words had sparked curiosity, and I wasn't one to let things slide easily.

She released me from her embrace and shook her head, a wistful smile gracing her lips. "I'm sorry, Allen. I can't explain it," she replied, her eyes carrying a depth of meaning that left me even more intrigued.

My persistence wouldn't waver so easily. "Why? Didn't you say you were my friend?" I pressed, my determination to unravel the mysteries surrounding her only growing stronger.

Her response, however, held a tinge of concern for my safety. "This is for your safety. I don't want to make the demons target you," she explained calmly as if every word was chosen carefully to protect me.

I let out a snort of frustration, a mixture of respect for her caution and exasperation for the lack of straightforward answers.

"Goodnight, Allen. Rest well," she concluded our conversation, her words accompanied by a gentle smile. With a swift movement, she used her teleportation skill, vanishing from my view.

I watched the spot where she had stood for a moment, a mix of emotions swirling within me. "Right… Just give me some breadcrumbs to crack," I muttered to myself, my annoyance evident.

My thoughts turned to the questions I still had. Who had gone berserk? What had happened in my absence? These were answers I needed, and while my interactions with Aria hadn't provided all the information I sought, I knew I had to tread carefully. Pushing too hard might lead to more trouble, and that was the last thing I needed.

With a sigh, I shifted my focus to the immediate task at hand — finding a way to extract information from Aria without exposing my identity. "I will think about that tomorrow," I murmured to the empty room.

I decided it was finally time to call it a night. Undressing and shedding the day's worries, I plopped my tired body onto my bed. The softness of the mattress greeted me, and I closed my eyes, ready to let the world slip away into my sleep.

But just as I was about to drift off, a sensation on my wrist jolted me awake. Frowning in the dim light of the room, I lifted my wrist to examine it. What I saw sent a shock through my brain, instantly banishing any remnants of sleep.

There, wrapped around my wrist like an otherworldly bracelet, was a thin thread-like substance that seemed to be made of mana itself. My eyes widened in both amazement and trepidation as I took in the sight. The thread emitted a mesmerizing combination of golden light and dark energy, swirling together as if they were meant to be in harmony.

My initial shock turned into a mix of panic and curiosity. I sat up abruptly, my attention fully fixed on the mysterious manifestation on my wrist. With a cautious touch, I reached out and brushed my fingertips against the ethereal thread. It tingled beneath my touch, responding to my connection with it.

"What the hell is this thing?" I muttered in disbelief, my voice a mixture of awe and concern. My mind raced, trying to make sense of what I was witnessing. This thread of mana was something beyond my understanding.

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Aria’s PoV

Once Aria appeared in her room, her hands trembled uncontrollably, like leaves caught in a fierce gust. She couldn't tear her gaze away from those trembling hands. Her heart, usually a reliable metronome, now raced like it was on a mad sprint.

Tears welled up in Aria's eyes, threatening to cascade down her cheeks. The sensation was overwhelming, a torrent of feelings threatening to consume her.

And then Allen's words echoed in her mind, his voice painted with the raw anguish of betrayal. Aria's heart clenched, a vice grip of sorrow squeezing at her chest. She felt a sadness so profound, as if it wasn't just Allen's pain but her own, as if she had lived through that treacherous act herself. The accusation Allen had recounted, pierced through her like an arrow straight to the soul.

The image of Allen's accusing gaze was etched in her mind, like a painful painting she couldn't escape.

"I don't understand… What's wrong with me…" Aria's voice was a fragile whisper as if her words might shatter the delicate threads that held her emotions together. She hugged herself as if trying to contain the storm within her own body. The urge to scream, to let out the maelstrom of emotions, pulsed beneath her skin.

She took a shaky breath, her quivering lips pressing together in a tight line. Aria knew that if she let it out, the scream would be primal.

Deciding to calm herself, Aria's footsteps echoed softly as she headed towards the kitchen, her thoughts still swirling. She needed something to ground her. Water. Yeah, water sounded good right now.

In the dimly lit kitchen, she grabbed a glass and filled it with water from the tap. The cool liquid felt soothing against her trembling hand as she brought the glass to her lips and took a long, slow sip. She closed her eyes for a moment, letting the simple sensation of drinking water wash over her.

Taking a deep breath, she set the glass down on the counter and leaned against it. The rhythmic sound of her own breath filled the silence, a reminder that she was still here, still real. She let the air flow in and out of her lungs, each inhale and exhale helping to steady her racing heart.

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