(Short prologue)

'I wish that isabelle never meet that damn brother of mine...' Malachi thought as he lay against the wall, accepting the poison in my system while holding his empty cup of tea. Watching my brother drink the same poison, he smile not giving a care in the world once his brother realised he been poisoned, him dropping his cup suddenly as he tell the maid to get help immediately.

Malachi's vision slowly clouded in darkness as he chuckled darkly, sliding down to sit on the floor while slowly dropping his cup on the floor, He could hear the maid leaving in the rush to get help.

"If isabelle was alive, none of this would have happen, dear brother of mine." Malachi said still smiling like a crazed lunatic.

"W-why would you do this, Malachi?"said his brother who coughs as he clutches his chest. He could practically feel the poison working through both of our bodies.

"Do you really think i would ever forgive you for what you done to isabelle, dear brother of mine?" He mumbled a bit, feeling the poison slowly progressing to his demise.

"If i can't have isabelle, then you can't have your dear sally. Today we are going to die together, Charles, both of us going straight to hell..." Malachi smile madly forcing himself to stare at Charles's terrified face for the last time before the darkness took over...

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For a while, all malachi can see and feel was darkness around him.. He wonder if hell take a while to take his soul, but he felt was the warmth from all around, holding his body in this place.

'Is this suppose to be hell?' Malachi thought to himself, though it sudden feels cramped around me. He couldn't move at all though he can feel himself being pushed somewhere.

It becoming much tighter the closer he was being pushed towards something. He felt like he couldn't breath the tighter it got, but then the warmth that surrounded his body push him out of it.

He tried to open his eyes, but he was hit with sudden coldness of air and something holding his body.

"It a boy, Milady!"said the lady who was holding malachi. It was very cold til he was taken to placed a diaper onto his person and was being wrapped into a warm blanket. He tried to open his eyes, but everything was so bright and colorful, though very blurry.

'What is going on here?!?' Malachi thought to himself, he tried to speak even shout but all that come out were babies cries.

Panic went through his mind as he squirmed for a while as he was being held and given to a lady laying in the labor bed, before he felt oh so tired and warm throughout the holding of his being.

"So you're the one that kept making me craves crepes. Said a lady whom held him in her arms.

Shhhh.... It okay, mommy is here now, my sweet malachi."

Malachi couldn't see the lady properly due to his vision being blurred, but she sounded familiar....

He yawned, feeling very drowsy, drooping his eyes, listening to the lady starting to hummed a familiar song..

'Maybe after some rest, i will think about this...' Thoughts malachi before darkness enveloped him.