CHAPTER 599: CHAPTER 599 - IT TAKES ONE TO KNOW ONE

The next half an hour, I simply listened to Alstein’s muffled sobs. I could have just left and not listened to it but there was a part of me that did not want to leave him at that moment even though the bug did not know that I was accompanying him.

I am not a stranger to these types of emotional breakdowns. It stems from the sadness of being alone and feeling that you can never really belong anywhere since you are an orphan, I guess.

I used to feel this way once in a while when I was back on earth. I do have a job, friends, even boyfriends once in a while but the reality of being alone strucks you once you are in your own quiet and dark home.

I don’t even think it is something that just disappears even if I had the chance to get married or have a child of my own back then. It is just a sadness kept in your heart that does not disappear. One just gets used to it and copes with reality though this looked different for every individual.

Some people stay functional but we’re alcoholics. Some just can’t keep relationships and just look for temporary relief in others. Some people just can’t take it and hurt themselves. It takes a lot of mental and emotional strength to get through each day.

The more I find out about Alstein while observing him, the more I get interested with him. My interest is not as someone looking for a lover but someone who is interested in hearing his story or maybe a friend who can listen.

When Alstein sat up from the bed, his beautiful face was flushed and his eyes were a bit puffy. He slowly left the bed and walked like a zombie towards the bathroom. Once there, he washed his face with cold water.

Just as he finished freshening up himself, I heard through his ears the rumbling of his own stomach. Well, I did remember that he only ate breakfast. Lunch was skipped due to the meeting and now that it is dinner, Alstein still has not eaten yet.

After changing to his home clothes, he slowly made his way to a small kitchen that he had and opted to just boil some soupy substance and ate some leftover bread that he took out from one of the cupboards. He then ate in silence, still staring forward at nothing in particular.

After the meal, like an emotionless robot, he sat down on his bed and started reading through some documents and books. He seemed to be trying to tire himself out so he would be in deep sleep in no time later.

I can relate to it since this is similar to why I stayed a long time in that slave driving company even if working for them was so hard. I even resulted to drinking medicine before just to squeeze some sleep within my hectic schedule.

As I observed him, I actually felt a bit glad that he still made sure he woke up, eat and function even through his emotional plunge. Being a seer, in a sense, gave him a strong mind. It may have even helped him a bit since he knew that tomorrow will bring better opportunities and other reasons to live.

He did not sleep till it is already in the wee hours of the morning. By the time he was very sleepy, he had almost finished all the paperwork he had been putting aside on a desk.

Once Alstein was asleep, I sneaked in and teleported where he was. I placed a barrier around his home so no one will know that a visitor came in at the dead of night.

I simply observed him while he is sleeping then placed a soft kiss on his forehead so he will sleep tight and will have good dreams. I know his mind was tired with all the thinking and seeing visions. At least for tonight, I want him to be well-rested.

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Alsteins’s POV

When I woke up today, it somehow felt different. I don’t know what it was but somehow, I don’t feel as alone as I have ever been since I was born.

Ignoring this peculiar feeling, I continued with my daily routine and did my job. I feel like I am a mechanical being sometimes as I do things in such precise time frames. I am sure if others see me, they would think my life was boring.

I do not have any defense on that matter because my life is indeed boring. Being alone and having an important role from the time you were born just doesn’t give you the luxury of doing fun things.

It was only a few decades back that I started to look for things to do that are unrelated to work like meditation, reading and gardening. It keeps my mind off of things ans decreases the loneliness too.

Sometimes, I walk around the territory, just watching people come and go, observing how others go about by their day. It is not like anybody is interested in my visions anyways.

I couldn’t help but envy the other men that have found mates or children that have parents. It is not like wishing for it will change my circumstances but it is not bad to dream, right?

I do have friends. At least, two that I know of that were sincere to me. It is just that it was awkward to visit them and see their relationships with their families. Even with Celzikris’ family that isn’t that harmonious, it would still be better than having no one.

I don’t know if I will ever have my own family though. I never have gotten a single heat since I came of age and it is not like any woman has liked me. It was as if they have all agreed that I was a freak or someone that should not be approached.

When I feel upset, I go to the caves of the dragonlings that did not have a chance to be born and tell them my heartaches. What can I do, they are the only family I have?