"WHAT WAS YOUR childhood like? Was it normal? Were you happy? Did you feel safe? Did you have loving parents? Did they cook your meals? Read you bedtime stories, until you fall asleep? Teach you right from wrong.
What about siblings? Brothers? Sisters? Did you have a creepy uncle? What about an annoying aunt? Did you visit your grandparents?"
"Why are you doing this?" Asked a man, trying to recall what happened.
He had been playing with his daughter in the family room, and his wife was preparing dinner in the kitchen. And then everything goes blank.
Upon waking he finds himself, his wife and his daughter chained to their chairs, at the dinner table. Their captor walked around them asking questions.
Ignoring him, the intruder carries on.
"My childhood was far from normal. I was born in a brothel, a bastard child of some whore, that had me just to please some of her more depraved clientele. It didn't matter what my gender was."
"Please, I'm begging you." He pleads with his capture yet again.
"The Madam however wouldn't let anyone near me. Well not until I was old enough to earn my keep.
Luckily another woman had given birth, so she became my new mother.
"Shortly thereafter my whore of a mother would be kicked out of the brothel. Don't know why and don't care.
"My adoptive mother tried raising us the best she could. But when you live in a place where sex occurs in every room around the clock it's kinda hard to raise two little girls properly.
"Honestly that's probably why I'm such a nymphomaniac. My sister and I would sit there for hours and watch our mother as a parade of men had their way with her.
Hell, I honestly think they fantasized about drilling us from behind while they were fucking our mother. It's also probably why the other whores started smacking us around.
They were upset that their punter started seeing them less and our mother more."
Punter: The standard conversational term used in Ireland and the United Kingdom for someone who pays for commercial sex.
"Papa, I'm scared."
"Everything's going to be alright sweetheart."
"You shouldn't lie to your daughter like that. Because after I'm done here nothing will be 'alright' ever again." The intruder pats the girl's head.
"Touch my daughter again and I'll rip your fucking head off—reach down your neck hole, and tear out your fucking heart."
"Calm down mama bear. I'm only here for your husband. I won't hurt your kid. Now where was I…oh right my upbringing.
"My sister and I learned early on that some people, mostly men, wanted to have us, and they would do anything to get us alone. I was only five when I took my first life.
"It was an especially hot summer night, my sister and I slept in our underwear, like most young children do.
I happened to go to the bathroom that night and when I came back, a man was holding my sister down, in the one bed we shared. He was in the process of removing her underwear.
"That fucker never realized I had returned. I took the stiletto from his belt that lay on the floor, stabbed him right through his balls and his upper inner thigh before that fat fuck stabbed my sister with that pathetic little thing he called a cock.
"I learned two things that night. I had severed his femoral artery, which explained all the blood. And I enjoyed it.
Feeling and tasting that warm sticky stuff as it sprayed all over my young body was so… euphoric.
"From that day on Camilla and I learned how to protect ourselves."
The intruder is referring to hematolagnia or haematolagnia. It is a sexual interest or fetish involving blood.
Being raised in a brothel where childhood trauma and abuse was commonplace likely altered their neurobiological development.
"So that's why you're here. She did warn me you'd come for me. I admit I thought I'd kill you the same way I killed your flat chested whore of a sister. But I gravely misjudged you."
"You think my sister was a whore do you?" The intruder grabs the butcher's knife from the counter and smashes the handle into the Summoner's eye, popping it.
"PAPA!!" Screams the child, tears and snot run down her face.
"You're dead bitch! Do you hear me?" Shouts his wife. "You're fucking dead!"
The Summoner just sits there enduring the pain.
"Believe it or not my sister was a virgin. She believed in waiting for her soulmate before giving it up. I, on the other hand, didn't wait."
"Your sister didn't die a virgin. I made sure of that."
"Get in here!" Shouts the intruder.
The door opens and in walks a figure dressed in a red hooded cloak, face hidden.
"The girl is all yours. Do to her what you want."
A red gloved hand grabs the back of the child's chair and drags her out the door while she screams for her mother and father to save her.
"You said you wouldn't hurt her! You fucking bitch! I'll fucking kill you! Do you hear me bitch? I'll fucking kill you!"
"I said I wouldn't hurt your kid and I haven't. However I never said the others I have waiting outside wouldn't hurt her. And trust me, they will hurt her. They'll break her young innocent mind and body. She'll never be the same again. Just a drooling mess, unable to care for herself."
It's not long till the girl's screams can be heard. The mother thrashes about trying to break the chains that bind her. Screaming a stream of profanity.
"Time to sleep." The intruder walks over to the bound woman and blows her a kiss; a pink mist escapes her lips, landing on the woman who falls asleep in seconds.
"Now it's just you and me. No more distractions."
"What's your plan now?" Asked the Summoner.
"I'm gonna take you apart piece by piece. Remove your finger nails and toe nails, then cut off each finger and toe at each joint.
"Next your ears, then nose. I'll slice off your nipples, pull out your teeth, then tongue. I'll place a mirror in front of you and remove your balls from behind while you watch with your one remaining eye.
"I will of course cauterize your wounds so you don't bleed out on me. Then I'll force feed you finely ground up glass and have you wash it down with salt water.
"Lastly I'll string you up by your ankles; make a small incision in your neck, and let you bleed to death."
"Can you tell me your name before you start?"
"It's Rien."
"Rien, the Assassin With Many Faces. You've made quite the name for yourself in the underworld as a mercenary for hire.
"So have you, Hangman Ivan, former Inquisitor of the Marijuana Empire. Tell me, why did you marry a beast-kin brown bear women? Isn't your entire religion based around killing their kind?"
"Sorry, but I'll take that to my grave. Might I ask how you found me?"
"Admittedly it wasn't easy. I started by following my sister's movements from the time she left Hyacinth, then at some point I lost the trail. After chasing down every possible lead, I asked a friend to help, and here we are."
"Camilla was lucky to have you for a sister."
"Thank you."
"Head out past the barn, near the tree stump, your sister's remains are buried there."
"Why'd you kill her?"
"Fuji Takashi ordered her death."
"Why?"
"Don't know, you'll have to ask him yourself."
"Why turn on him?" Rien asked.
"He questioned my skills as an Inquisitor, the very thing I built my reputation on. So when you find the bastard tell him Ivan says hello."
"Deal."
"My wife and daughter."
"What about' em?"
"Will you spare them?"
Rien doesn't respond.
"I see," Ivan heaves a heavy sigh. "Best get to it then."
Rien does just that. The sun is rising when she emerges from the house covered in blood and sweat.
"Satisfied?" Asked the figure in red from the porch swing—suspended in the air by chains—it's big enough to seat three. She's gently stroking the sleeping child's head while rocking them both on the swing
"Not yet. Fuji Takashi had my sister killed."
"You know he's on the run after killing his father and burning down his family home. Want my help tracking him?"
"No need. He's pissed off a lot of people in the underworld. I'm sure they'll be more than happy to help me find him. How's the girl?" Rien asked, sitting down on the other side of the child, placing her bare feet on her lap.
"Poor thing tuckered herself out after I told her if she didn't scream like crazy I would shove a hot fire-poker up her ass."
"I know you enjoy your job as a dominatrix, Lilith, but don't you think threatening a nine year old with sodomy is a bit much?" Rein asked.
"Oh relax, it was an empty threat. I only take pleasure in hurting those that ask for it, or who deserve it."
"Any who, thank you for the help. Camilla is buried near a stump behind the barn. I'm gonna take her home so she can rest in peace. I also owe one."
"Good cause I'm collecting on that debt now."
"Oh, what's the job?"
"The otherworlders Kiyomaro Kurosaki and Kino Kurosaki are currently comatose. My darling little sister Abby asked me to help bringing them out of it. And you've had a run in with Kiyo on two separate occasions."
"Sounds fun Lilith. I'm in."
"What about your work with the Archbishop?"
"No worries. I told him my sister passed away, and I was returning home for a while."
"Then let us be off. I'll have Asmodeus preserve Camilla's body until you can take her home, and I need to recruit one more person to help with this little endeavor of ours."
"Hold on. I have a request." Rien leans in close, whispering her request, even though no one else was around, aside from the child that is.
"Sure, I can arrange that."
"Then I still owe you one."
(𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑩𝒊𝒐)
𝑵𝒂𝒎𝒆: 𝑹𝒊𝒆𝒏, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑨𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑴𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝑭𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒔
𝑨𝒈𝒆: 17
𝑺𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒔: 𝑯𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏
𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓: 𝑭𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒆
𝑯𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕: 1.677 𝒎
𝑾𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕: ?
𝑯𝒂𝒊𝒓: 𝑴𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒊-𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒅
𝑬𝒚𝒆𝒔: 𝑷𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒍𝒆
𝑩𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝑩𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒅: 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒏, 𝑳𝒆𝒂𝒏
𝑺𝒌𝒊𝒏 𝑪𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒓: 𝑾𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒆
𝑫𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝑭𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒔: 𝑹𝒊𝒆𝒏'𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒗𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆
𝑱𝒐𝒃: 𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒚
𝑪𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔: 𝑨𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏
𝑺𝒖𝒃𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔(𝒆𝒔): 𝑨𝒑𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒚, 𝑻𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒓, 𝑬𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔, 𝑼𝒎𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒓
𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒌: 𝑺
𝑮𝒆𝒂𝒓: 𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑺𝒊𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝑨𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏 𝑳𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝑽𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒘/ 𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒅, 𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝑳𝒆𝒈𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔, 𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝑳𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒔
𝑷𝒓𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝑾𝒆𝒂𝒑𝒐𝒏: 𝑼𝒏𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏
𝑺𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝑾𝒆𝒂𝒑𝒐𝒏: 𝑼𝒏𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏
****
"Archers at the ready! Draw! Loose!"
Arrows arc across the sky, striking their targets some distance away with accurate precision.
"Next group get ready! Draw! Loose!"
"Pardon me Your Highness."
"What is it, Teledon?"
"Your sister Abaddon wishes to speak with you."
"Where is she?"
"She's waiting for you in your tent."
"Hectostom, take over for me."
"Yes, Your Highness."
His Highness leaves the archery range heading for his tent that's on the other side of the open grass plains.
As he goes he notes what everyone else is doing: Some are sparring with one another, others are running, the forage is belching smoke as equipment is repaired, upgraded, or created, the medical tent has a few bodies seeking treatment for minor injuries.
Walking into his tent, "Abby."
Abby in her sealed form turns around to find a bare chested, well-toned well tanned man with a pure black coat, fiery red hair/mane/tail, red eyes and hooves. A male servant steps forward, handing his Highness a towel.
"Teru."
"How have you been, dear sister?" Asked her brother whilst a servant helped him put on his royal blue brocade doublet.
"I've been better."
"Have a seat and tell me what's troubling you."
Accepting his offer Abby takes a seat and tells her brother everything, from meeting Kino Kurosaki, joining a party with Kino's brother, Kiyomaro. The adventures she went on with them, the chaos that ensued in Fuchsia, and what became of the twins.
"You must really care for these otherworlders," remarks Teru, grabbing an appa from the table.
"I do. And not just them, I care about my other friends: Leo Blackbriar, Luna Crestfall, Alice Rose, and Corym Elyra as well. Which is why I went to see our sister Lilith for help."
*Cough* *cough* *cough* *cough*!
At the mention of Lilith's name, Teru starts choking on bits of the appa he had been munching on.
After his coughing fit subsided, he asked, "My dear sister, I say this with the utmost sincerity, but have you lost your damn mind?!
"Not at all. This is her area of expertise. The only one I can honestly and truly depend on to succeed in saving my friends. Which brings me to you. She sent me to get you as part of the price I now owe her."
"What do I get in return for helping you? Because whatever Lilith has in mind for the both of us…" Teru shudders at the thought.
"When was the last time you went for a run? And I don't mean for training. I mean an all out, unsealed, true self running free."
"I don't remember. Why?"
"Kino challenged me to a race, her on foot, me on my wyvern, Kazuma. Who do you think won?"
"Is that rhetorical? You did, of course."
"It was a tie."
"Bullshit."
"No brother, not bullshit, fact. Not only did we tie. I believe she was holding back."
"Holding back?" Guffs Teru. "No human can do what you claim even with enchanted gear."
"Then challenge her to a run."
Teru falls silent, contemplating.
"While you're at it, think this over. Kiyomaro is an exceptional warrior, he wields his blades not for himself but for his friends, his family, for those that can't fight for themselves.
Had he been there Kiyo would've fought alongside you and Shiori when you guys aided the elves. Because that's the kind of person he is."
"Tell me sis, are these two really that strong?"
A sly grin appears, she merely shrugs her shoulders and says, "help me save them and find out for yourself."
"Fine, I'll help. However I need to know what Lilith has planned, otherwise I'm out."
(𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑩𝒊𝒐)
𝑵𝒂𝒎𝒆: 𝑻𝒆𝒓𝒖
𝑨𝒈𝒆: 𝑼𝒏𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏
𝑺𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒔: 𝑬𝒑𝒉𝒊𝒂𝒍𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒖𝒓
𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓: 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒆
𝑯𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕: 2.1 𝒎
𝑾𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕: 950 𝒌𝒈
𝑯𝒂𝒊𝒓: 𝑭𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝑹𝒆𝒅
𝑬𝒚𝒆𝒔: 𝑹𝒆𝒅
𝑩𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝑩𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒅: 𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒍-𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝑷𝒉𝒚𝒔𝒊𝒒𝒖𝒆
𝑺𝒌𝒊𝒏 𝑪𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒓: 𝑻𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒅 (𝑼𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝑯𝒂𝒍𝒇), 𝑷𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝑴𝒂𝒏𝒆 (𝑳𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝑯𝒂𝒍𝒇)
𝑫𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝑭𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒔: 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒍 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒅, 𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔
𝑱𝒐𝒃: 𝑼𝒏𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏
𝑪𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔: 𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒓
𝑺𝒖𝒃𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔(𝒆𝒔): 𝑼𝒏𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏
𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒌: 𝑺𝑺
𝑪𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈: 𝑹𝒐𝒚𝒂𝒍 𝑩𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝑩𝒓𝒐𝒄𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝑫𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒕
𝑷𝒓𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝑾𝒆𝒂𝒑𝒐𝒏: 𝑼𝒏𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏
𝑺𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝑾𝒆𝒂𝒑𝒐𝒏: 𝑼𝒏𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏
****
"Do I know you?" Kino asked.
"This is gonna sound crazy, but I'm your brother Kiyomaro, your twin brother. And this world we're in isn't real."
"You're right, that does sound crazy. Pretty sure the mental ward is upstairs. So bub-bye."
Kino turns away from him, only for Kiyo to grab her arm.
"You need to listen to me."
"Get your hand off me, unless you want your ass kicked!"
"If that's what it'll take for you to listen to me then fine try it. I dare you." Kiyo lets go of her arm and takes a step back.
"You really want to do this?"
"Wouldn't be the first we've fought mano a mano, won't be the last."
"Well now it's two on one, cause grabbing my girl like that is grounds for an ass whooping." Interjects Lilly, now standing beside Kino. "Although it looks like someone already beat your ass."
****
Earlier
𝐑𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐰𝐨–𝐅𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭! Came the game generated voice.
"Come on bro you got this."
"Yeah bro don't lose to this pink haired chick."
Two teenage boys cheer on their buddy who's seated in front of a classic fighting arcade game.
"Dammit! Shit! Fuck!" The boy playing tries frantically to win.
𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐎𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐞!
"Damn bro, she beat you again."
"That's your fourth straight loss."
"Shut up. Hey girlie, let's go again."
"No thanks. Playing against you losers is boring, so I'm leaving." Said the pink haired girl.
"What did you say bitch!"
The boy stands up, looks over the top of the arcade game to say something else, "huh, she's gone."
"Over there, she's already walking out."
"Bitch moves fast. After her."
The three boys chase after her. As soon as they step outside, someone collides into them.
"Hey, watch where your…wait is that…holyshit it is you Kiyomaro."
"Sorry, do I know you?"
"Seriously! You bested me at the National Kendo Tournament two years ago. And you don't remember me."
"Hey Eno, Kiyo's been in a coma for the last two years, remember."
"Yeah bro, it was all over social media and stuff."
"Oh, that's right now I remember. Well let me reintroduce myself." Eno grabs Kiyo by the shirt collar and punches him in the face. "Names Eno, and I'm gonna kick your ass for embarrassing me two years ago."
The other boys join in, beating on Kiyo, who does his best to defend himself.
"Knock it off." Comes a firm voice.
The boys stop. The girl with pink hair is walking towards them.
"Why should we?" Asked Eno.
"Because he's my lover." Replies the girl, stepping past them, grabs Kiyo and pulls him in for a passionate kiss, tongue included.
Kiyo's mind is flooded with memories of everything that has happened.
Meeting the Council of the Gods. Forming a party. Fighting Earth Bears, and True Believers.
Meeting a guild receptionist with short light blue hair, green eyes, and wire rim glasses; whose face morphs into the pink haired elf named Rien from Fuchsia City.
"Rien! What the hell." Kiyo pushes her away.
"Hey lover. Been a while. And call me Rebecca in this place."
"We're not lovers."
"What? How dare you say that, after the hot passionate love making we had right outside Fuchsia City among the bodies of my fallen comrades."
"As I remember it, I grabbed you by the throat, you started masturbating, til you got off, I let you go and then left because…because…my…Kino, I have to go."
"You're not going anywhere." Eno attempts to stop Kiyo from leaving only to have Rien knee him in the balls.
"Go find your sister! I'll find you later!" Shouts Rien, blocking the other two from giving chase.
****
Present time
"Whoever you are, you need to leave. This is between me and my sister."
"Huh? Kino, doesn't have a brother."
"Don't worry about it Lilly. This guy's off his meds or something. Let's go." Kino said, turning to leave.
"I can prove it." I shout after her.
My sister keeps walking.
"You love to run, and you could never sit still. Even as a baby, you were always on the go. Mom would often say you learned to run before you could crawl.
"Your favorite food is meat, which makes absolutely no sense, and you would always argue with anyone about it. You would also fight with anyone who said rice looked like maggots.
"When you got older dad had you take self-defense classes which you excelled at."
Kiyo keeps shouting after his sister, listing off more personal things he knows about her.
𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑙! 𝐻𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑒? 𝐼𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑜𝑤 ℎ𝑒 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑚𝑒? 𝑁𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡 𝑏𝑒 𝑖𝑡, ℎ𝑒 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑑𝑒𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑙𝑠 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑚𝑦 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑑. 𝑊ℎ𝑖𝑐ℎ 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑦, ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑡ℎ.