"Luan, do you know what I was thinking?" Catharina looks at Luan in the limo and asks rhetorically.

"Ah, wait a minute." Luan looks at her, who was sitting on the seat of the limo facing him. After a few seconds he says, "Mm, it has been so long since you saw your grandpa, and you are now nervous."

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"No." Catharina pursed her lips when she said, "But now I'm thinking about it."

"So, tell me, what were you thinking?" Luan asked.

"Yesterday I looked at the sky and watched the stars from the balcony of my room, thinking and daydreaming. I got distracted believing that everything was possible when everything was probable. So, I slept and dreamed of the stars. This was repeated; I slept and woke up at least 5 times last night and every time I dreamed of the stars... Maybe, just maybe, my Origin is related to the stars, or is it just wishful thinking?"

"Mm..." Luan became thoughtful. It was hard to imagine what he was thinking. After almost a full minute of silence, he said, "In fact, there is an Origin related to the stars, and some who awaken their Origins can see signs through dreams..."

"Truly?" Catharina's voice was full of enthusiasm and surprise.

Luan nodded and said, "But it may just be a coincidence. Well, I think I have a way of testing this when we get back, I will help you test whether it is this or not."

"Right!" Despite having a great chance of it not being what she thought it was, Catharina decided to be optimistic about it.

"Origin related to the stars... It seems to be an incredible thing to imagine," Maira murmured.

"Mm, you shouldn't count your chickens before they hatch; it is not certain that her Origin is related to this." Luan said looking at Catharina. He knew that it was good to be optimistic, but in relation to such things, it was not good to have too much hope and end up being disappointed.

"Don't worry, Luan." Catharina was calm about it and said with a thin smile, "I know it's just a chance for this to happen, and it doesn't matter if it's just a coincidence that I dreamed of the stars several times, but I want to be optimistic about it, and no, I won't be disappointed if it isn't."

"That's good to hear." Luan was satisfied with her response.

The sun around noon was strong, mainly because it was still summer when they got there and exited from the limo.

It was a very isolated place, with huge land and an iron gate with iron bars and maximum security. The moment the guards saw their arrival, recognizing them, they said, "My Lord is waiting for your arrival. Come, come in." They bowed a little and were talking very respectfully.

The path could not be reached by means of vehicles, since to reach the retirement home of Saulo Dimas, Maira's father there was a steep, very long stone stairway carved up the mountain.

The path to the house was well maintained, there were trees on both sides of the stairs, and it was also possible to see well-kept flowers near the trees.

"Maira!" Everyone's eyes darted to where the sound came from. A tall, luxuriously dressed man was in the middle of the courtyard after they went up the stairs. A smug smile was plastered on his face as he approached them.

"Nilson." Maira was not at all happy to see him.

Despite his smug expression that made her want to punch him in the face, he was handsome, of course; the Dimas family had good genes. He was tall and looked to be in his 40s. His light brown hair was shaved on the sides and had a small tuft at the peak. His eyes were ocean blue.

"Sister, you look beautiful. I am very happy to see you again." Nilson pretended to care, but when he came to kiss Maira's face she pushed him away.

"I see that your acting talent has improved a lot. It almost made me believe that you cared." Maira was not the type to act falsely when she found out that her own brother was acting against her. Although she already knew he was driven by money, it was laughable to think that her twin wanted her and her children dead.

"I see... Did you discover something you shouldn't have?" Nilson asked with dangerous eyes. Because of his father, he was forced to serve in the army and had a disciplined childhood and always trained his body. If one were an ordinary person, they would be intimidated by his presence.

Maira had been one such person. Before she had feared her brother a little; she always felt uncomfortable in his presence, especially when he acted undisciplined. However, now she felt nothing. It was as if his presence was as weak as that of an ant that she could easily step on.

"If I found out, what are you going to do about it?" Maira's eyebrows arched and were shaped like a sword, and her eyes became sharp as if she could pierce Nilson with her eyes alone.

Nilson Dimas has never felt anything like this before, except in the presence of his father. His heart beat faster; he took some involuntary steps backward.

Maira continued to stare at him, without looking away. For a few seconds, she thought it wouldn't be a bad idea to kill Nilson, which made her release a murderous intention strong enough to make Nilson sweat cold and pee his pants.

This led Nilson to remember some repressed memories. When he was 16 years old he tried to harm a 15 year old girl. When his father found out, he took a beating that left him three months in bed. It was something he never forgot. And the simple fact of being in front of his sister made him remember that.

'This is not right... This is not! What happened to her?' When he looked away, afraid to keep looking at Maira, Nilson found a pair of red eyes that made him scream.

"AHHHHHH!"

Suddenly, when he looked at Luan, he didn't see Luan, but the form of a terrible monster. It was like he was looking at his worst nightmare. He fell on his ass on the floor, and crawled backward, and couldn't look away from that "demon".

"What happened, Uncle Nilson, are you okay?" Luan asked, looking concerned, however, his question made Nilson even more scared.

The servants appeared because of Nilson's cry and saw the pitiful condition he was in.

"Mr. Nilson!" A woman in her 20s approached him and tried to help him. However, she was turned away by him who was looking like he was possessed by fear.

"Get out, get out, don't come near me! Stay away from me, demons!" Nilson shouted hysterically. His mind had already collapsed and everyone around him looked like scary demons with horns and sharp teeth and claws.

As Nilson Dimas' screams grew louder, more and more people appeared, until even Luan and Catharina's grandfather, Maira's father, appeared.

He was tall, and leaned on a cane to walk. With gray hair and sharp emerald green eyes, he wore simple clothes, but it was possible to feel by his gaze that he had been through many things throughout his life. Even though he was so old, he was by no means fragile.

Luan retracted his aura that he had used against Nilson as soon as he saw his grandfather arrive. The moment he did that, Nilson passed out. Because of the fear he felt, Nilson Dimas hadn't only pissed his pants…

The guards and maids tried their best to pretend they didn't smell the shit, especially when Saulo Dimas appeared.

"Take him inside," Saulo Dimas said with his aged and authoritative voice. "Throw him inside his room, and you don't need to pay attention to him."

"Yes!" The guards did not dare to be slow. Two of them took him by the feet and shoulders and carried Nilson Dimas into the house.

"Dad!" Maira went to her father and hugged him carefully, afraid of hurting him.

"Silly girl, stop it!" Although he scolded her, he did not try to push her away. In fact, he was clumsy in showing affection,.mainly knowing that his two grandchildren were present.

"You don't have to be ashamed, Dad," Maira laughed. Unlike her brother, she loved her father very much. He was strict and always disciplined them harshly, but he was also warm.

"Who's ashamed? Stop talking nonsense." Even Saulo Dimas' aged face was able to blush, which was a unique sight.

"Grandpa, it's good to see you." Luan approached and greeted his grandfather with a smile.

"I am happy that Grandpa is well. I bet you will live for at least another 100 years!" Catharina said exaggeratedly while smiling.

"*Sigh*... Even though I know you're only kidding, I'm happy to hear that. Come on, let's not wait outside; let's go in. Dinner should be ready." Maira helped him walk, heading towards the entrance to the house.

The maids bowed respectfully before leaving.

Ingrid and Cristina followed them nervously. Especially when they felt Saulo Dimas' eyes. It was as if he could see through them with a single look.

The house was simply decorated, just a few pictures of Saulo Dimas with his deceased wife and even some with pictures of Maira, Catharina, and Luan when they were younger. Luan and Catharina should have been 13 to 14 years old in the portraits.