I Am Unstoppable

“This is a photograph of your mother. She was very beautiful when she was young,” Vernon said while handing Jonathan an old photograph.

As Jonathan took the photograph over and looked at it, he saw a young woman about the age of seventeen or eighteen.

She had a very pretty face and was wearing a red dress. With her hair tied in twin braids, she looked like a girl from the countryside.

Jonathan found himself getting mesmerized by her beauty as he stared blankly at the photograph.

Mabel, too, couldn't help but gasp in awe when she saw the photograph from the side. Fate sure works in mysterious yet wonderful ways!

“Where was my mother buried?” Jonathan asked while carefully keeping the old photograph.

“On the hill in the back,” Vernon replied.

“I would like to go pay my respects, Master,” Jonathan said with a sob.

Vernon nodded. “As you should. Let's get going, then.”

They then left the house and made their way up the hill.

At the top of the hill was a grassy plain that brought about a floral fragrance when the wind blew past it.

The golden rays of the evening sun only made the scenery all the more beautiful.

As most of the villagers would bury their dead atop the hill, there were many tombstones up there.

Vernon then led Jonathan and Mabel in front of a grave that had been kept clean and tidy.

“Why isn't there a tombstone here?” Jonathan asked in confusion.

to the village customs, she was not entitled to have a tombstone. Only those with lots of children were allowed to have tombstones.

and knelt

here to see

and Mabel returned to the house with

and a few stars slowly appeared in the

forming on the branches and leaves of

were rather cold in Horbah during that time

and invited Jonathan and the others over

about to turn his kind offer down,

manage for dinner. After

wasn't exactly fine dining, the food smelled great and tasted amazing. As the vegetables were picked directly from a farm, they were incredibly

bottle

fragrant aroma of the wine filled the entire house

with fine wine when our daughters get married. That tradition is no longer in practice, though. My partner passed away five years ago, and my two sons have moved to the city. They would only come home once a year, so this wine is all I have left

a sip of the wine, Jonathan asked Vernon with a heavy feeling in his heart, “Master,

all the way here seeking the truth, I suppose I have no reason to hide it from you any longer. Honestly, I was really surprised when I saw your cultivation level. I didn't expect you to make that

simply kept quiet

as he continued, “Your mother was no different from any other village girl. She went to Dellmoor at the age of eighteen and was going to stay over at her relatives' house, but they were nowhere to be found. Due to your mother's ego and pride, she refused to return to this village. She was determined to settle down in Dellmoor, but she was too inexperienced and naïve. On top of that, she was also really beautiful. While working in a restaurant, she was harassed by a bunch of thugs. Your father, Tristan Cadman, happened to be passing by at the time. It was snowing heavily during the

out that his mentor used to work

wouldn't have suffered that much if she had chosen me instead, but she was loyal to Tristan and lived to serve him and him alone. She just kept

out that she was pregnant with

he had a wife named Evelyna. Evelyna was a gorgeous woman and loved Tristan very much. A year later, she, too, became pregnant. However, Evelyna somehow found out about your mother during her pregnancy. Evelyna got so mad when she knew that your mother

only two months old when we arrived. Your mother was crying as she begged him to not kill you. Tristan told her that it was either your life or hers. Your mother was petrified. I begged Tristan to spare her life, but he refused to listen and ended up killing her before my eyes. I hated myself to death when I watched your mother die. I felt unworthy of calling myself a man. I had loved your mother for two long years, and yet, I had never done a single thing for her. Had I been more capable, I would've at least been able to stop Tristan from killing her. Eventually, I couldn't contain my anger any further, so I lashed out at Tristan. He was shocked when that happened. After a brief pause, he told me that I could raise you since I liked your

filled with rage and hatred after he

cared about my mother and me, but we have done nothing to wrong him! Why was he so cruel to us? Were

were completely dumbfounded when they heard

wanted to keep your last name as 'Lawson.' Naturally, I couldn't say no to the request of a woman I loved. Soon after, I brought you out of Horbah and taught you everything I knew. I didn't dare tell you about your background because I felt it was too cruel to do so. Besides,

him kneel before my mother's grave and

hated Tristan