"Do you even remember your promise?" he asked, his voice smooth like velvet yet resonating with the weight of centuries.
Elisa furrowed her brow, struggling to place his familiar face. A memory flickered like a spark in her mind.
"You?" she finally gasped, recognition dawning like the rising sun.
"Yes, me," he replied,"You forgot about the promise, didn't you?"
Elisa felt a pang of guilt. The promise she made had been significant—a vow to live her life to the fullest. Yet, in her longing for vengeance against those who wronged her, she had abandoned that promise, letting rage seep into her heart like a poison.
"Sometimes, vengeance can turn into revenge unknowingly," the Time Keeper continued, his voice calm yet firm. "And revenge may lead to your destruction. Learn to let go… before it's too late."
***
"Who are you to judge me? You don't even know who I am and what I want," she declared, bitterness lacing her words like venom.
