Chapter 298. Huge Misunderstanding

Seven Sins System Chapter 298. Huge Misunderstanding

"Wait a second. I don't understand... I never left you. I never made you wait," Aria's voice held genuine confusion as she tried to unravel the mystery that had taken center stage between us.

Her words struck a chord, confusion mirrored in my own expression. I took a moment to process what she had just said. "You never left me? You never made me wait?" I repeated, my voice a mixture of disbelief and realization.

But then, moments later, her expression shifted, her eyes widening as a realization dawned on her. "Oh wait... Do you mean when the demon attacked and killed you?" Her question cut through the air, leaving a trail of understanding in its wake.

I frowned, my confusion deepening at her words. "What demon?" I questioned, a serious edge to my voice. The mention of my death, of demons attacking me, was a revelation that made me confused.

Aria's urgency was palpable as she continued, her words tumbling out in a rush. "That demon. The demon that killed you! You were waiting for me, but he dragged you, right?" Her voice held a mix of concern and determination, as if she was uncovering a truth that had been hidden for far too long. "Don't worry, I already know who he is! He is the prince of the shadow realm. The Lord of Wrath. He is the worst of all! I will avenge you, El. Don't worry," she declared, her grip firm as she held onto my shoulders.

My frown deepened as I tried to process the weight of her words and the implications they carried.

‘Okay… I have no idea what she means.’ My thoughts raced to catch up with the revelations she had just dropped.

I furrowed my brows in confusion, struggling to process the new layer of information that Aria had introduced. "What are you talking about? There was no demon when I waited for you..." I said, my voice tinged with disbelief. The idea of a demon attack and my death was still foreign to me.

Aria's expression mirrored my confusion as she tried to make sense of the disparity between our memories. "Huh? That's not possible. I even found the necklace in your severed hand," she said, her words carrying a weight of conviction.

My confusion deepened at the mention of a necklace, my thoughts whirling as I tried to connect the dots. "Necklace? You mean the purple necklace?" I clarified, needing confirmation before I could fully grasp the significance of her revelation.

Aria nodded, her hand moving to retrieve a purple necklace from her pocket. "Yes," she affirmed, holding up the necklace for me to see. "This one," she said, her gaze searching mine for recognition.

My jaw dropped as I saw the necklace, my hand slowly reaching out to touch the pendant. As my fingers brushed against the cool metal, my eyes widened in realization. The shape, the design—it was the same necklace. The same pendant that I had crafted with my own hands. It was the first necklace I had ever made, a symbol of a past that was now rushing back to me in fragments.

"I thought I lost it after those hunters snatched it from me," I murmured, my disbelief mingling with a sense of wonder.

"Someone snatched it from you?" Aria's voice held a mixture of surprise and concern, her eyes fixed on me as if trying to glean more information.

I fell silent, my thoughts racing as I pieced together the fragments of memories that were now resurfacing. Everything was starting to make sense now, like a jigsaw puzzle slowly falling into place. The necklace, the attack, the memory gaps—all of it was starting to weave a narrative that was as intricate as the threads of fate themselves.

"El?" Aria's voice carried a mix of familiarity and affection as she called me by my childhood name once again. Her gaze held mine.

I looked back at her, my expression serious as I realized the weight of the conversation that needed to take place. "I think we need to talk about a lot of things," I said, my voice soft but resolute. The revelations that had surfaced had opened a Pandora's box of questions and mysteries that demanded answers.

Aria nodded in agreement, her eyes reflecting a sense of determination. "Yes, I think something is missing here," she admitted, acknowledging the gaps in our shared history that we needed to fill.

"First," I began, my tone taking on a more investigative edge, "can you explain what happened that day? When you found that necklace." The necklace was a pivotal piece of the puzzle, a tangible link between our pasts that held answers to the questions that had plagued us for so long.

Aria took a deep breath, her gaze turning thoughtful as she considered how to put her memories into words. "All right," she said, her voice carrying a mix of resolve and readiness. It was clear that she was willing to share her side of the story, to help me piece together the events that had transpired on that fateful day when our lives had intersected.

Aria began to recount the events of that fateful day. I listened with rapt attention, my shock growing with each word that left her lips. Her version of the story was vastly different from my own, and the dissonance between our memories was both unsettling and intriguing.

In her version, she had heard a call for help and screams. Her voice took on a somber tone as she continued, describing the sensations she had felt that day. She mentioned my demonic power, the dark energy that had resonated in the forest, drawing her closer to the scene of chaos.

Aria's gaze met mine, her eyes haunted by the images that she had witnessed. "I found pieces of corpses," she said, her words heavy with the weight of that gruesome discovery. "And then I saw the necklace, the purple stone," Her voice trembled as she mentioned the necklace, and I could see the emotions that were stirred by that memory. Her recognition of the purple stone had led her to a devastating conclusion—she believed I was dead.

Aria's expression shifted, the sorrow and grief that had weighed down that memory evident in her eyes. She had felt my demonic power, seen the destruction, and believed that I had been the cause. The realization hit me like a punch to the gut—she thought I, the prince of the shadow realm, had killed El.

It was a huge misunderstanding!

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