I created my own system

"Miss Olena?"

The soul of the deceased lady suddenly grows dim causing Apollo to sustain her using his mana.

"Please calm down if you don't want to answer I can send you back"

However, the lady shook her head and instead gave a smile.

"I'll answer you"

Apollo felt conflicted since his curiosity had caused this dilemma. If he didn't impulsively summon her soul it won't be this unstable. Her soul was already weak with her killing herself and receiving too much burden from her regrets.

Apollo wanted to lessen her burden by somehow completing her diary but it seems remembering what happened before her death caused her more damage.

"It seems it was my mistake I shall send you back Miss Olena"

{It's okay I will say everything and as for the diary..}

She became silent while looking at the design on the notebook in the boy's hand.

{How I wish to hold it}

She slowly mutters though the boy is able to hear it.

"That's okay you can use me you know"

{What do you mean?}

"Tell me anything you want to write, and I will no longer ask any questions instead you can tell me your request anything and as long as I am capable of that, I don't mind doing it"

With those words, a smile emerged on her lonely lips making Apollo glad he changed his approach.

He set aside his thirst for answers and instead let Olena feel less burdened. It was the least he could do since he disrupted her journey towards the other side.

{Thank you, I now know that you and your sister are very kind people}

"Will you believe me if I say you are one of the few people who saw us that way"

{I surely will}

They both laugh and strangely Apollo felt comforted by her mere presence. He didn't know why someone he just met could make him feel comforted and relaxed.

"Shall we start?"

{Sure!}

Happily, Apollo took a pen from his inventory and copied Olena's handwriting.

{I think you made this letter a bit wrong I don't write like that}

"I am sorry I will write it again"

And just like that, his evening was spent writing Olena's last will and message to her family and friends.

After finishing Olena went back to their previous topic.

{Do you still want to know the reason why I didn't fully write my thoughts despite committing an act of sin against God?}

"Honestly I am curious but if you can't then that is fine, your condition is what I am concerned off"

{You are very thoughtful just like your sister}

"I don't really want to be compared to her"

At that moment Apollo noticed a hint of sadness in her eyes though it immediately changed.

{I'll satisfy your curiosity if you can promise me something}

"What is it then?"

{Talk to your sister and beat someone for me}

"Sure I will gladly do that as long as your soul will feel more free"

{Thank you, then let me share with you something. The truth is, I am someone who strangely finds the same gender as me attractive}

"And?"

{You are not surprised?}

"Why? Have you forgotten I just wrote your love confession for my own sister?"

{Yes don't worry I didn't forget that, but didn't you find me unpleasant or disgusting?}

"Why would I? Inside the tower, we were taught that knowledge is universal and knows no bounds, and that is the same for love, it is universal and doesn't have any limitations. Love doesn't recognize status, wealth, age and even gender. It is up to us to decide whoever we want to love"

The boy bravely declares surprising even Olena.

{I never knew the tower as such teachings}

"Well you might not know this but the tower had a number of mages who have relationships with the same gender"

{I never knew that}

She looked strangely bewildered at the same time sad.

{That was something I have no knowledge of, you see outside your tower people are not that open. And people like me have to hide because if we reveal ourselves, instead of understanding us the world will judge without knowing anything. I was afraid that if I revealed myself people would talk behind my back even when I was already dead}

"I understand, public opinion can be harsh and unforgiving. They are hypocrites who pretend to be saints when they are the true devil. They often have these rigid norms and expectations about how people should be. And if you try to step outside of that you will feel like you're swimming against a strong current. The feelings you have Miss Olena are not dirty.

They are genuine and you have every right to feel it. Well, it's true that what you feel can be seen as a challenge in these norms, and you will be facing prejudice or misunderstanding.

The pressure to conform to societal expectations makes it hard to take that step to reveal yourself, but remember this, you are worthy to love, you are a beautiful untainted flower, a rare beauty amongst the bountiful garden. And even when there was a sudden storm you were able to find your way to her"

Apollo told her causing a stream of tears to fall on her eyes.

{But I am already dead}

She said painfully while covering her face with her hand.

{I never wanted this...I just felt I had no other choice..}

As tears began to fall Apollo couldn't help but ask.

"Why? What happened" his voice was strangely soft while pulling Olena towards him.

{He send it to me}

"Send what? Who?"

{Edgar, that bastard he and his friend took footage of me being defiled. He told me that if I didn't agree with his wishes he would spread it to everyone. I was so afraid at that time and I had no one to reach out to. I reached the point where I no longer trust the people around me making me feel alone}

"I understand" he could only reply while suppressing his anger. As much as possible he wants to appear harmless.

"I will fix everything"

Slowly his hand moved and wiped the tears that continued to flow in her eyes.

"I never expected that even souls can shred tears"

He jokingly said causing Olena to smile.

{You will never know something is possible if you never let yourself see it}

She finally smiled and with her burdens and regrets released her soul glow wildly.

"I think it's time for you to go"Nôv(el)B\\jnn

{Yes it seems I am indeed ready to go, thank you}

"You are welcome"

{Goodbye}

With their farewell, the magic circle beneath Apollo's feet emerged. It opens the portal torwards the cycle.

"You should go"

Olena gives a nod and immediately she turns into a wisp before entering the portal.

Apollo felt happy he was able to help however that happiness was replaced by pain.

"Here it comes!"

[Bear with it Creator]

The penalty for the spell is now being given, and slowly the spell Visitare began eating his body.

"It hurts!"

[I will start nullifying the pain!]

Like what Jeremiah said the pain disappeared but Apollo's dilemma was just starting. His organs began to shut down along with his heart. And just like that Apollo drew his last breath.

"I never expected a day will come that I will dispose my own body"

The other Apollo who was hiding in the corner can't help but say as he stared at his own dead body.

[Why? This wasn't your first time seeing yourself die so why do you look like that?]

"Last time I turned into dust so I didn't need to care for my body but this time I need to"

[Shall I decompose it?]

Apollo went silent while finding it disturbing to see himself decompose.

"No don't do that let's just put it inside the inventory"

Jeremiah agreed to him while this other Apollo had something in his hand.

[It seems you have found Edgar]

"Yes while the other me talked to Olena I began scanning the tracker I put on Edgar. Thankfully I was still able to find him"

[So should we go?]

"Nope I have a better idea"

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End of flashback

Apollo now is on his way to his dormitory until his eyes saw a figure.

It was a man wearing a blue robe, the edge of it had golden patterns while its hood remained obscuring his face. However, despite his clothing that hides his face Apollo can see small strands of hair that can tell him his hair colour.

"Who are you?"

{Me? Isn't that question for you?}

"What?"

{Tell me who are you?}

Then Apollo's vision began to blur until something brought him back to his senses.

"What the, was that, a dream?" he can't help but mutter as he realized he was in his room.

[Creator are you alright?]

"Yeah I think so"

Confusion filled his mind while a question remained unanswered.

"Who am I?"

He repeated those words causing a splitting headache to strike him. Jeremiah then took action and removed the source of pain though Apollo felt his body weak.