Revolutionary Etude
Far from the bustling cities and the prying eyes of Interpol, there exists a secluded cemetery nestled deep within a verdant forest. The sky above is a clear, endless blue, and the gentle rustling of the green leaves provides a peaceful, silence. Before a modest, false tombstone stands the last heirs of the Bernstein legacy—Adelheid and Rose. Kneeling gracefully on the soft grass, the platinum blonde young man clasps his hands together in solemn prayer, his eyes closed in reverence. Beside him, his sister watches with an intense, unyielding gaze, her posture rigid with defiance against reality. "Dearest Mother, please forgive your unworthy children for taking so long to visit you. May you and Father find happiness together in the afterlife from this day forth," Adelheid murmurs, his voice echoing softly in the quiet sanctuary. Rose immediately snaps, her voice piercing the calm. "Brother! How many times must I say it — Father is not dead!" Adelheid opens his striking scarlet eyes, a sad, knowing look crossing his handsome features. "But Father is dead. Even now, his body has never been found!" "Hmph! Just because his body was never found, how does that prove he's dead? Our great father would never be so easily defeated and killed by the hands of such lowly commoners!" Rose counters fiercely, her loyalty to Rugal absolute. Adelheid sighs softly, looking away towards the treetops. "But... Father harbored such grand ambitions in his heart. It was only to be expected that he wou...
