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At some point, Cain got it...
It was a persistent, nagging thought that continuously gnawed at the back of his mind. Thoughts that he could never put to words and failed to dismiss outright. It was stuck there, always, waiting until he discovered what it was.
And when he did, well...he wasn't really mad.
Looking back on this life, it wasn't so bad, really...
Especially when compared to his naive, cold, and sterile past. Cain would, 100% of the time, choose this life over and over again over that one. To him, it wasn't even a choice.
In this life, he grew up. That alone made it worth the trade.
His curse was lifted from his tiny self, the one that is naive, innocent, and always optimistic; the one that never really had an option to begin with; and the one who's the most vulnerable in his family.
