Becoming the King of A New Filthy World



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Her agreement came in the form of a slight nod, her usually bright eyes drooping down, heavily laced with an all-pervading sense of tiredness. "Yes, brother. Goodnight," her voice, as soft as the rustling of autumn leaves, found its way to my ears as she mustered a languid smile that subtly lit up her fatigue-stricken face.

Gently cradling Ellie's delicate face between the warm cocoon of my hands, I leaned into her, the soft strands of the night subtly dousing the room in a gently oscillating gloom.

My lips brushed against her forehead, a kiss that was the physical manifestation of the nebulous emotions of love and protection that I held for her. "Goodnight," it was barely a whisper, lost in the intimate space between us, my words were a soft breeze, carrying with it the promise of my unwavering presence around her.

The creaky noise of the door mixed with the eerie silence as I began to retreat from the room, leaving Ellie to her solitude. Out of the placid quietude, a faint vibration caught my attention. It was like the clandestine passage of soft ripples across the still surface of a pond, a muted symphony that resonated with the rhythm of Ellie's heartbeat. It was the voice of her innermost thoughts, a gentle echo in the silence of the night, mirroring her fathomless, innocent resolve.

'Mom, I pledge to never let my brotherly dislike ms. I aspire to be the obedient, virtuous little sister that my brother will cherish with profound fondness. Therefore, mom, brush aside your and, cast away your worries into the abyss. I... I am prepared to walk any path, undertake any task at my brother's behest, if it paints a smile on his face and fills his heart with happiness.'

The words of her hushed thoughts, barely audible, but poignant in their heartfelt sincerity, reached my ears. A warm smile made its way onto my lips, as though unconsciously guided by the affection and admiration that her unwavering devotion stirred within my heart.

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A little while later, the quiet ambiance of the mansion was disturbed only by the faint echo of footsteps as I, Lucas, approached Ellie's bedroom door. With gentle and considerate care, I knocked softly before allowing myself entry. The room was filled with a subtle, soothing scent of freshness, indicating that Ellie had recently enjoyed a refreshing shower.

However, as I crossed the threshold and laid eyes upon her, a curious mix of emotions overtook me, momentarily stealing my breath. The sight before me was nothing short of captivating. Ellie stood there, her damp hair cascading in loose waves around her shoulders, drops of water glistening like diamonds in the soft, warm light of the room. Her cheeks were adorned with a delicate rosy hue, a testament to her youthful innocence.

"Oh, my brother..." Ellie's voice began but trailed off into a whispered breath, as if the words themselves were caught in the whirlwind of her surprise. Her eyes widened in an instant, drinking in my appearance. I stood there, clad only in comfortable pajama pants, my upper body exposed to her curious gaze.

The atmosphere in the room became charged with an unexpected tension, a subtle flustering that danced in the air between us. Ellie's stammered words attempted to break the silence that enveloped us, a reflection of her own surprise at this unplanned encounter.

"Um, what?" she managed to utter, her voice carrying the hint of fluster as she tried to regain her composure, her gaze still fixated on my unexpected appearance.

A soft chuckle escaped my lips, an attempt to diffuse the slight tension that had woven its way into the room. "It's summer, Ellie," I remarked, offering a reassuring smile as I sought to alleviate her evident embarrassment. "It's hot, so I didn't bother with a pajama top. Why does it seem strange to you?"

Her eyes danced nervously, a subtle mixture of embarrassment and curiosity playing out in her gaze. She nibbled on her lower lip, a telltale sign of her unease. "But... but you might catch a cold if your hair gets wet," she replied earnestly, her voice carrying a genuine concern for my well-being.

Unable to resist the opportunity to further lighten the mood, I couldn't help but wear a playful grin. With a sense of playfulness, I observed Ellie as she sprang into action. In a hurried motion, she reached out and seized the bath towel that had been casually slung over my shoulder.

Her hands moved with a blend of determination and gentle care as she began to vigorously rub the towel through my damp hair. Each stroke was marked by her unwavering commitment to ensuring my comfort and health, and it was in this simple act of sibling concern that a deeper connection between us continued to take root.

"You're such a worrywart, Ellie," I playfully teased, savoring the genuine, tender connection that was blossoming between us. "But I appreciate your concern, my dear sister."

A light chuckle escaped her lips, the sound as warm and comforting as her touch on my damp hair. "You're still a goof, my brother."

I couldn't help but smile, the bond between us shining brilliantly in the room. "And why is that a problem?"

With a gentle shrug and an affectionate smile that lit up her face, she replied, "I don't know... I guess I just love you the way you are."

As Ellie continued to towel-dry my hair, our shared laughter filled the room, a harmonious blend of comfort and acceptance. In that very moment, I couldn't help but reflect on how fortunate I was to have Ellie as my sister. Her unwavering support, her genuine care, and the loving acceptance she offered were a wellspring of strength for both of us.

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(A/N: Hello guys done reading. If yes, send a power stone, 1 power stone is also enough we just have to increase fan value, so 1 power stone is enough, but if you like the I won't mind if you send more stones, and plz don't forget the gifts.)

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