1002 Scar 2 (2/2)

The eyes of the two sisters showed a slight panic once they realized what happened. If it was a normal cultivator in front of them, they wouldn't have been worried because of how quickly they recovered, but this was a core disciple! What if he saw them for how ugly they truly were? How could they face the world again?

However, Dyon pretended as though he hadn't seen a thing. He even hid the pity he felt deep within himself so as not to alert the two sisters to anything, instead pretending as though he had been observing another glass work of art.

Seeing Dyon's appearance, the two sisters breathed a sigh of relief.

Although their scars seemed much worse than what that descriptive word entailed, and also seemed to be alive, as far as they could tell, they were born this way. The younger sister's scar was on her left, while the elder was on her right.

Maybe the most tragic thing was that the scar used to be much smaller. According to those who grew up with them, it had only been a mole when they were a few weeks old, but as the years passed, that mole grew in ferocity, eating away at their appearances more and more everyday.

The two sisters were already prepared for the day that their entire bodies would be rife with that very same rotten infestation, and there was nothing they could do about it…

It was no wonder they felt true pity for Dyon. They felt like his story was very similar to their own.

At the same time, they respected him even more. Because unlike them, he was looking for a way to move forward and accept the way he was born.

These two sisters no longer doubted Dyon. Maybe it was a bit foolish of them, but their hearts had been completely swayed.

”Two beautiful sisters,” Dyon suddenly broke his attention away from the work of art before him. ”It's been so long yet I still don't know your names!”

Because of Dyon's fabricated back story, the two sisters knew it would be rude to ask for his name after he had already opened up to them, so they simply replied without asking for anything back.

”My name is Bella!” The younger sister spoke in a bubbly voice completely unlike her former seduction filled one.

”My name is Mia!” Just like her younger sister, the Mia's demeanor seemingly changed. Losing her dominatrix type vibe, her voice became like clear water, filled with a calming sensuality that made her a joy to listen to.