Don't Pick That Flower (2 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 61

The rulers of the underworld had no “parents.”

More precisely, there was no being they could call their parent.

After all, no one knew who had created them or how they had come into existence.

They had simply existed one day, and from that moment on, they ruled their territories as sovereigns of the underworld.

The throne of a sovereign was far lonelier and more desolate than one might imagine.

Though they had subordinates who swore loyalty and stood by their side, those were, after all, merely subordinates.

They could never truly replace the role of a friend, family member, or lover.

It was also difficult for such relationships to ever develop.

Thus, the rulers of the underworld leaned on each other—other sovereigns in the same position—as friends or family to ease their loneliness.

Carlos was no exception, and the sovereign he trusted and relied upon most was Dale Barance, ruler of the western territory, ‘Phero.’

Though their personalities and tastes were vastly different, leading them to clash and argue often, it never lasted long.

Without even needing to formally reconcile, they would simply smile at each other again as if nothing had happened.

Whenever Carlos or Dale faced hardship or trouble, the other would be the first to step forward and help.

When something joyful or good happened, they would embrace and genuinely celebrate together.

A bond deeper than friendship, deeper than blood kinship.

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