Episode 3 Sneak Peek #3

This is a part of the Aeran x MC romance branch that continues where Episode 2 leaves off. I've chosen to include specific flavour text conditional statements, so if you see text that doesn't reference your particular MC's set up, don't worry, it will be there!

Spoilers ahead. 

“$nickname…”

“I mean it. No one knows what will happen to them in the future. Expecting the worst is not a way to live. Our work is dangerous, yes, but there’s more to it than that. Cenric would never have let me get away thinking like that. I doubt Varyn would either.”

He pauses, weighing his words. “Then maybe it’s time for the work to end.”

“We’ve talked about this, haven’t we? Once this contract is over, we’ll have enough to catch our breath. Maybe settle down for a few years before we take another contract—”

“That’s not what I meant.”

You fall silent, caught off-guard by the insistence in his voice.

“$nickname… have you ever thought what you would do if you weren’t a Wayfarer?”

A hollow feeling gnaws at your gut. Of course you’ve imagined what your life would be if you weren’t a Wayfarer—every member of the order, from apprentice to grand master, has at one time or another.

1. It’s a comforting fantasy, one you’d gladly pursue if you could. You’d gladly give up $blade to know another life.

[CHOICE] 2. The fantasy is far from the reality you face every day. Ever since your inauguration, the journey and the fight is all you know. It’s naïve to think you’ll be free from it completely.

3. A Wayfarer is what you are. Ever since Cenric took you from Vodena, you have wanted nothing else.

CHOICE #2

“Yeah, of course,” you say with a shrug. “Haven’t we all? But it doesn’t change anything and I’m not going to waste time fretting over it. This is what I am now, whether I like it or not.”

His silence is hollow, as if he were hoping for a different response. “There’s no running from what we are, $firstname. Someone will always find a reason to use people like us, to one end or another. Lethalis and the Astrial, the Count and the chalice… They’re all the same. Even the Wayfarer Order itself wasn’t innocent of it.”

You push yourself up, curls cascading over your shoulders. The bitterness in his words is tangible. “What do you mean?”

He meets your eyes. “Haven’t you ever wondered what gave them the right to take us away? Damn it, $firstname, we were kids. And they brought us into this.”