After severel restless nights had passed for young Lucenio, each one weighed down by the burden of looming uncertainties. Routine days unfolded for the entire family, all of them anxiously awaiting Alexander's decision regarding the wedding invitation. As a new day dawned, casting its hopeful rays across the sky, the family remained ensnared in hushed anticipation, their hearts heavy with worry.

Each member carried on with their daily routines, seemingly unaffected by the heavy air of expectation. Lucenio’s younger brother, Eden, delved into the study of his burgeoning powers. Meanwhile, the nurturing mother, Aria, tended to her garden, mending the damage caused by the intense training session the other day. Her watchful eyes never strayed far from her little angel, Reya, who gleefully played with a delicate butterfly.

The heart of the household, Alexander, and his son Lucenio, engaged in rigorous training sessions. An underground room specially crafted for physical conditioning, housed various tools for enhancing strength and endurance. It contains all the necessary equipment, and Wearable weights challenged Lucenio's physical prowess, for example of the equipment there is a section of the room featured stones with magma properties, emitting constant heat that Lucenio stand next and on top of them and Adjacent to it, a handle activated a mechanism causing targets to fall – a test of durability, reflexes, and agility.

Amidst Lucenio's intense training, Alexander noticed a lapse in his son’s focus, especially when he failed to reach his usual standards. Concern etched across his face; the father broke the training regimen to address the matter. "Today, you seem distracted, Lucenio," Alexander remarked, a furrow forming on his brow. “Is the impending wedding being the cause of your lack of focus? Or there are other concerns?"

In the realm of reality, Lucenio burdened with thoughts bore the weight of multiple concerns, each competing for space in his restless mind. The haunting image of his brother's second art piece, the relentless nightmares plaguing his sleep for several nights now, the voices that never leave his mind and the impending wedding that cast a nervous shadow over the entire family. 

So, he responded to his father, " I can't help but think... Even if you agree, will they truly accept us? And I know you don't usually take this long to decide, so you must be worried and hesitant, and this is not your nature to be like that.”

Understanding the gravity of his son's concerns, Alexander met Lucenio's gaze with reassurance. "Do not worry, son. If I accept the invitation and we go, even if they do not want us there, I won't let anyone go out of line. We will leave quietly without making a scene or affecting us in any bad way.”

Eagerly, Luciano pressed, "So, you accept?" Alexander, however, tempered his son's enthusiasm, "Not so fast. There are many things to consider before deciding.” Then he added “lets switch places and I’ll come to you for advice. Should I accept it or not?"

This unexpected turn left Lucenio momentarily surprised. The trust they had built over time, a bond that turned them into comrades, encouraged Lucenio to reflect. He ran a hand through his hair, the strands clinging to his damp forehead after a moment of contemplation, he responded, "You're putting a lot of pressure on this little boy, you know that?"

Alexander stood tall, the familiar warmth in his eyes was shadowed by a flicker of something unreadable. "As I told you, Lucenio," he began, his voice low and firm, "the day will come when I can no longer lead. You must be ready, not just in strength, but in wisdom and resilience. People need someone they can depend on, someone like you."

Lucenio's chest swelled with a mix of pride and apprehension. His father's trust felt like a heavy cloak, both empowering and daunting. A hesitant smile tugged at his lips. "Thank you for this trust, Dad," he said, his voice thick with emotion. "But if I'm being honest..." He lowered his gaze, considering his words. "Opening old wounds could be dangerous. One wrong word, one foolish outburst, and it could all go up in flames again, especially when the memory of that chaotic vivid night. "But on the other hand," he continued, hope flickering in his eyes, "maybe going there could mend things. Soften the hearts of our elders, even your sister... I miss her too, you know." He looked up, searching for his father's face. "Do you think Aunt Elara misses us?"

With a somber tone, Alexander added, "Yes, she was part of our house until that night." And then he declared, "I've heard enough. I'll give my answer tonight after dinner."

As they continued their training, unaware that the decision would come sooner than expected.

When the boys were relaxing in the living room with their father while aria took care of some home shores when a gentle knock interrupted them. Eden went to answer, but Alexander's expression shifted from casual to a mix of worry and caution. The door revealed two young c The father was shocked, unable to say anything, the situation only worsened when the young man spoke, asking, "How are you, uncle?"

The boy a towering figure at 187cm, this 26-year-old man exuded both charm and strength. His handsome features, adorned with the same deep blue eyes as his uncle, reflected an air of ambition. Accentuating his strong jaw and neatly trimmed beard, his self-assured

appearance resonated with confidence, harmonizing with a well-built physique that commanded attention. Based on his presence You can easily mistake him as the true birth of Alexander couples, bringing with them a flood of memories and unresolved emotions.

Aria came to save the situation and welcomed them in after hugging Lily A stunning young woman standing at 5.4 feet, aged 23, possessed an elegant aura with serene expressions, reflecting her affluence and high-class demeanor. She adorned herself in luxurious gowns featuring intricate embroidery and lace details, creating a visual spectacle that captured the essence of opulence, especially her ruby red eyes.

As for Alexander, trying to conceal his emotions, gestured for them to enter. The past came rushing back as the unexpected visitors settled into the family enclave.

After they all sat down, the young man began speaking nervously, "Lily and I are getting married. We want you to be there, to be a part of our joy, our celebration." Alexander's stern demeanor softened as he absorbed the words. Lily, anticipating his concerns, added, "Delion speaks of you with admiration and love. We can't imagine our wedding without you. Especially you already witnessed my sister’s wedding before.”

The room fell silent as Alexander grappled with his emotions. Pride began to unravel, revealing vulnerability beneath. Delion, sensing his uncle's internal struggle, spoke with sincerity, "Uncle, we all make mistakes. But holding onto moments of anger only deepens the wounds. We want you there because we believe in the strength of family, and in the power of forgiveness. “Lily joined in, "We've come to invite you and the rest of the family. We believe in the strength of love and family, even when time has driven us apart." Aria appealed to her husband, "Darling, we are bound by the ties of family, woven with love and shared history. Please reconsider before you sever these bonds." Lucenio chimed in, "Father, you chose duty. You did not do anything wrong. We can face this together. We can go there as a family and I will always stay next to you, along with Mother, Eden, and Reya”

Delion, acknowledging Lucenio's growth, remarked, "You've grown a lot, little nephew, resembling your father more and more."  Lucenio cherished these words, feeling a step closer to his idol.’

As Alexander uttered those decisive words, a weight seemed to lift from his chest. The couple, Delion and Lily, patiently awaited his response, recognizing the intricate dance of emotions in the room.

"We'll come," Alexander declared, the trust he placed in Delion evident in his words. "I believe in your judgment. If you say there's a way to fix things, I'll try it, even if it's not for me but for my family."

The room erupted in joy. Delion and Alexander shared a strong hug, and Alexander extended his congratulations to Lily even he added a touch of humor, "Honestly, you know how to choose. You have good taste, like me." Laughter echoed, filling the room, especially after the arrival of Carmella. Happiness 

permeated the atmosphere as they all stayed for lunch, and the two warriors reminisced about their battlefield exploits and the rest of the family hearing stories and relishing the joyous occasion and hearing stories from Lily of all the embarrassing moments of Delion and how they met.

However, beneath the surface of this happiness, Lucenio grappled with dark feelings and troubling thoughts. As the family reveled in the joy of the moment, he concealed his internal struggle behind a forced smile. These unfamiliar emotions clouded his mind, leaving him perplexed and grappling with unseen forces.

When the time came for Delion and Lily to bid farewell, the family, still basking in the afterglow of happiness, gathered to examine the elegant invitation. It bore the symbols of both the Genorath and Vrakenspire families. Eden, with a sense of excitement, began to read the details aloud, until he reached the date. The smile on lucenio's face shifted to surprise as the date was revealed. Gemanio-21-1001R.E.

Aria noticed the change and inquired, "Do you have something on this day?" Lucenio hesitant, struggling with his internal turmoil, and before he could respond, Alexander interjected, “Perhaps an exam?" The atmosphere became tense as the family awaited Lucenio's answer, The question hung in the air, and Lucenio, with a nervous tone, replied, "Exam? No, it's not that day. The exam is not for another 4 weeks, so I have time."