Chapter 19: Reason!

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"Well, Rex, we just want to know..." Grayfia trailed off, before looking down at her knees, sighing, and looking back up at Rex. "Why?" She asked, with more confidence and emotion in her voice than ever.

"Why did you just disappear on us, for two centuries, without giving us any reason or warning? What excuse have you got for putting us through that kind of hell of thinking that you were dead and gone ever since 1812?"

"Heh. Direct as ever, Mom." Rex replied, sitting down. "Well, there are a couple of reasons I left, but can I first start by saying, hand on heart, that I had every intention of returning to the Gremory family?"

"I sure hope you did." Sirzechs replied. "Before you tell us, Rex, can WE start by saying that no matter what you tell us, we won't be angry with you. We, as your parents, can understand, and after we've cleared this business up, we can return to the Gremory Manor. Reunite with the rest of your family."

"Hmm." Rex replied. "Well, Dad, you kinda landed on a large part of why I left in the first place. The House of Gremory itself."

Sirzechs blinked.

"I'm sorry?"

"Did I stutter, Dad?" Rex asked. "You heard me right." He sighed, and sat down, opposite his parents. "If I had a penny for every time I heard the words 'House of Gremory' when I was a child, then I could probably bribe my way into becoming the President of Russia. And that's with all the money I would have earned before I turned 18."

"What are you talking about, Rex?" Sirzechs asked.

"What I'm talking about, is that the House of Gremory was all that ever WAS talked about, at least where I was concerned." Rex replied. "Ever since the start, all my upbringing, how I appeared to the outside, everything I had to do, everything I was taught, was all in the name of being a perfect future Head of the Gremory Clan, while everything else was second priority to Zeoticus and Venelana. If it was a priority at all, that is."

Sirzechs and Grayfia looked at each other, then back at Rex, understanding what he was talking about.

As Sirzechs was the current Lucifer, in the opening decades of the era of Devils under the rule of the Four Current Satans being himself, Serafall Leviathan, Ajuka Beelzebub, and Fianna Asmodeus he would be too busy to be a father to Rex, and Grayfia, as someone who worked a job as the Head Maid of the Gremory Clan, a job that required 12-17 hours a day, 6 days a week, of making sure that the Gremory Manor was taken properly care of, would suffer a similar fate, Sirzechs had requested that Zeoticus and Venelana Gremory, his parents, be the ones to take care of Rex, which they, along with Grayfia, had agreed to.

Grayfia had only agreed on the condition that she be able to see her son at least once a day, which Zeoticus and Venelana had agreed to. Sirzechs also made his best efforts to see Rex whenever he could, though there were times where he was unable to, given that he was... well, I don't like repeating myself, so I won't.

"While I know that my grandparents, who were the ones to bring me up, really..." Rex continued talking. "I never felt like my voice was being heard, and I had no choice to do anything. Even in what food I ate. What the fuck is up with that?"

Grayfia opened her mouth to admonish her son for using such bad language, but shut it. She didn't want to interrupt her son as he talked.

"Well, anyway, though I acknowledge the time I had away from that with you, Mom, and sometimes you as well, Dad, as the only times I could think I was being listened to, even if you were both incredibly determined to make sure, ten thousand times over, that I was absolutely safe... sorry to sound selfish, but it wasn't enough." Rex kept talking. 

"I looked at the few Low and Mid-Class Devils that lived outside the jurisdiction of the 72, or rather, 33, Pillars, and felt jealous at the freedom they had. I was jealous at how no-one really told them what to do, and upon seeing that, I started resenting, then hating, then outright loathing the entire concept of being the Heir to the House of Gremory, if I couldn't have the freedom that others were allowed to have."

Rex downed the rest of his drink, as he continued.

"Well, like the Low-Class Devils had, I started craving my own life, one that I had my own say, and 100% choice in how it went, not one that was planned out by my grandparents. I didn't want my entire life to be dictated: who I got with, how I was taught how to fight in battle, how I should approach certain situations, and so, after managing to circumnavigate yours, Zeoticus', Venelana's, Serafall's, Ajuka's, and even Fianna's, to an extent, efforts... I left. So... you asked."

Grayfia and Sirzechs were both silent as Rex finished his little speech, and both were having certain feelings.

Grayfia, on one hand, felt both a sense of finality, as she'd FINALLY gotten the reason for Rex' leaving out of him.

And she, one hundred percent, believed him, as though he was a lot of things, he was NOT a liar.

The Ultimate Queen also felt immense internal joy, as she'd just found out that, contrary to what she herself believed, Rex DIDN'T leave because he hated his parents!

"I- I understand, Rex." Grayfia replied. "I'm deeply sorry that you thought that we were being overbearing on you, but you have to appreciate that this was our first time being parents to a child, and-"

"And I do appreciate that." Rex replied. "I forgive you, Mom."

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