“I have told you already to stop doing this!” Leo would have shouted if Forrest hadn’t been napping in the next room over. The phone pressed tightly against his ear as he listened to the excuses on the other end.
Why did his family refuse to respect his wishes? Refuse to acknowledge the fact that he wished to make it on his own without their help. Without their blood money. He loved his siblings dearly but he wanted distance. Wanted a fresh start with his son. One that didn’t involve living in fear or doing God awful things.
He couldn’t put through Forrest through that life. It was why he had to get away. But someone didn’t seem to understand his wishes.
“Xander, I am tired of playing this game. Stop putting money into my account or I’ll change it again.” Though what good would that do since his brother always seemed to find a way to locate whatever bank Leo switched to?
"So Izanami, if you're the goddess of death, does that mean that you know exactly when one's life will come to an end or is it simply more of a matter of ruling over the afterlife? Or perhaps something else entirely?"