"What am I afraid of?"
Arckon repeated the words in his mind.
For a moment, it felt like his brain had gone blank as if the question itself had unlocked something inside him.
What am I afraid of?
He was the failed son of the Darkheart family, the one his father never bothered to acknowledge and the one his mother forgot existed the moment his younger brother was born.
He didn't have much talent.
He had entered the academy already prepared for death… so why…
… why is the thought of Eric making me afraid?
Eric was just another first-year.
A minor rank higher than him but still a student.
But he had something Arckon didn't. Eric's older brother was a second-year student and because of that, some of the first-years treated Eric like he was royalty.
While some feared him.
Arckon had chosen to fear him too.
"I don't know." He answered to the boy, Rael truthfully.
