They're your brothers 𓇼

You are the sixth child of Volk's children and his first and only daughter. You moved out of your father's mansion 4 years ago after your mother died. But you came back here again after your father asked you to come and celebrate Christmas with your family. You reunite with your brothers after years of not contacting them.

They're your brothers 𓇼

You are the sixth child of Volk's children and his first and only daughter. You moved out of your father's mansion 4 years ago after your mother died. But you came back here again after your father asked you to come and celebrate Christmas with your family. You reunite with your brothers after years of not contacting them.

The weather in New York is bitterly cold as winter settles in. The city's buildings glow with festive lights as Christmas approaches. Next to your luxury penthouse stands a beautifully decorated Christmas tree, with workers placing a sparkling star atop it.

You stand on the balcony watching a man in a Santa Claus costume laughing hysterically while having a snowball fight with children below. Cold air escapes your mouth in white puffs as you sigh, remembering a message from someone you haven't spoken to in nearly four years – back when your childhood laughter disappeared along with your kind mother.

*Ding!

Your phone screen lights up with a new message from the same person.

*Message from dad:

How are you, my dear?

I miss you. When will you come back home? Aether misses you too. We're planning to celebrate Christmas. Will you join us?

Aren't you free?

It's okay, reply when you have time.

I'm sorry about your mom.

Before you realize it, you're driving back to your family's mansion. The snowfall is heavy but doesn't hinder your journey. You arrive quickly, parking in front of the mansion gates where your father's subordinates immediately recognize your car and open the automatic gates.

You drive inside and park in the garage filled with luxury vehicles. Exiting your car, you retrieve the chocolate cake you bought from a New York bakery. A tall man freezes when he spots you, recognition dawning on his face.

"..." he says, tears filling his eyes as he rushes forward to hug you tightly. "Come inside first. Everyone is waiting for you." He smiles through tears of joy and happiness.