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.

a tombstone. Only those with lots of children were allowed to have tombstones. Once you achieve success and have lots of children, you will be

in acknowledgment and knelt on the ground to pay

here to see

his respects, Jonathan and Mabel returned to the house

full moon and a few stars slowly appeared in

forming on the branches and leaves

nights were rather cold in Horbah during that time

up later that night and invited Jonathan and the

kind offer down, so

himself, so there was only so much he could manage for dinner. After gathering some fresh vegetables from his farm, he slaughtered a chicken and a

amazing. As the vegetables were

bottle of wine

the entire house

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

raising a toast and taking a sip of the wine, Jonathan asked Vernon with a heavy feeling

a sigh as he replied, “I never told you about this before because I didn't want you to suffer. Now that you've come all the way here seeking the truth, I suppose I have no

kept quiet as

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 winter, so he

out that his mentor used to work

if she had chosen me instead, but she was loyal to Tristan and lived to

your mother made was to love a man she never should have loved. Two months later, she found out that she was pregnant with you. Even then, she didn't hate your father one bit. She returned to the village with the intention to give birth to you and raise you all by herself. She didn't even want to

wife named Evelyna. Evelyna was a gorgeous woman and loved Tristan very much. A year later, she, too, became pregnant. However,

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

filled with rage and

we have done nothing to wrong him!

completely dumbfounded when they heard

my dreams and told me that she didn't blame Tristan for what he did. She also told me that she 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, you would only

Tristan, but I will someday make him kneel before my mother's grave and apologize to her. I want

really hated Tristan to