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In the small restaurant, Van Loon, my parents, and those strange people wearing cloaks crowded around the table, beginning to enjoy this special graduation banquet. On the table were just-delivered fried chicken and a specially made cake, the aroma filling the room with a festive atmosphere.
The strange people refused to take off their masks, and when they ate, they always managed to slip the food under their masks into their mouths in an instant, their movements mysterious and somewhat comical. As they ate, they made happy, strange noises, which made the atmosphere in the restaurant even more peculiar.
Van Loon Looking at them, I couldn't help feeling a bit amused and exasperated. I turned to look at my parents, only to see them quietly enjoying the fried chicken, with satisfied and joyful smiles on their faces. In this moment, they seemed to have forgotten their usual fanaticism and strange beliefs, becoming just like any other ordinary parents, enjoying the time with their children.
Van Loon I also let go of my inner tension and unease, and began to eat the fried chicken and cake in peace. Although this graduation banquet was not normal, it was warm and special. I looked at the food on the table, then at my parents and this group of odd people beside me, feeling full of emotions.
He knew that this was their way of celebrating his graduation. Although the process was filled with surprises and scares, it became a unique and unforgettable memory in his life.
At this warm and peculiar graduation banquet, Dad's expression suddenly became extremely serious, which was rare for him. He looked at Van Loon with what seemed like anticipation and concern in his eyes, and asked in a solemn tone, "Dragon, what are your plans for the future? Have you thought about it?"
Van Loon Dad's question caught him off guard, he had never really considered this question and always felt that the future was as hazy as looking at flowers through mist. At this moment, he felt a hint of pressure and unease, hesitated, and ultimately just vaguely replied, "Maybe I'll go find a job first, stabilize, and then see."
Mom seemed to immediately seize on his words and eagerly interjected, "Speaking of work, the Council of Cults has a vacancy, we can recommend you there. The job there has good benefits, and you can learn a lot as well."
Dad also began to excitedly agree, "Yes, by becoming a member of our cult, you can learn many mysterious powers, and even become a wizard of the cult. That is a very noble position and will give you a high status in society!"
Van Loon heard this and couldn't help but smile bitterly. He knew his parents meant well, but he had never considered going down this path. He didn't want to be bound by his parents' beliefs and expectations; he wanted to forge his own path. Taking a deep breath, he decided to honestly express his thoughts.
"Mom, Dad, I actually don't want to have too much involvement with the cult. I hope to take a different path and explore my own future," he sighed, his tone firm and sincere.
The eccentric individuals' joyful movements suddenly froze, and the atmosphere in the room became heavy. Mom and Dad also fell silent suddenly, looking at Van Loon, seemingly digesting his words.
Dad's eyes were filled with disbelief and disappointment as he looked at Van Loon, as if trying to find any hint of change in his eyes. He slowly said, "Could it be that the grand cause of the cult can never win you over? Son! You... you were born in darkness..." Dad's words revealed an indescribable hope and disappointment.
Van Loon didn't want Dad to continue like this, so he quickly raised his hand to interrupt Dad. He took a deep breath and decided to clearly express his position and thoughts. Looking into Dad's eyes, he said firmly and sincerely, "Dad, I know I was born into this kind of family from a young age, and I understand your and Mom's identification and love for the cult. It may be your way of life, your faith. But I am different, I have my own thoughts and pursuits."
He paused briefly and continued, "Mom, Dad, it's the 21st century now. The world is no longer the mysterious and unpredictable place it used to be. No one practices black magic or sacrificial rituals anymore. The advancement of science and technology allows us to understand and control many things. For example, the reason I exist is purely due to the principles of biology, the combination of sperm and egg, not some mysterious force."
Upon hearing this, Dad's expression became extremely pained and conflicted. He seemed unable to accept Van Loon's words. But Van Loon knew that this was something he had to say. He couldn't let his parents continue living in the fantasy world they had created for themselves.
Mom also interjected at this point, her eyes filled with worry and incomprehension: "But Long, you..."
Van Loon knew what Mom wanted to say. He interrupted her again, gently but firmly saying, "Mom, I know you are worried about me, and you love me. But I want to go my own way, to explore my own future. I will work hard, and I will make you proud."
Van Loon's sincere words made Dad and Mom fall into silence, their eyes filled with a mix of emotions, including love, understanding, and helplessness. The onlookers nearby also dared not make a sound, simply watching the family of three quietly. The atmosphere in the room became somewhat heavy for a moment, making it hard to breathe.
After what seemed like an eternal silence, it was Mom who finally broke the silence. Her voice trembled, carrying a deep sense of love and understanding, as she slowly said, "There's no other way, child... they always grow up, don't they?" Her eyes were filled with tears, but she held them back, not letting them fall.
Dad listened and smiled for a moment. He nodded and said, "Yes! Time flies, it's been eighteen years. It feels like just yesterday I was carrying you home, and in the blink of an eye, you've grown into a young man." A hint of deep affection and tenderness flashed in his eyes, and his voice carried a hint of hidden sorrow.
Then, Dad looked seriously at Van Loon and took a deep breath, indicating that he understood Van Loon's thoughts. He said earnestly, " Van Loon, we understand. Whatever you choose to do, we will support you. We hope you can achieve what you want and walk the path you desire. As long as you are happy, that's all that matters." His voice was filled with sincerity and blessings.
Just as the words fell, Dad suddenly added with a smile, "But no matter what, you will always be our Dark Prince!"
As Dad's words fell, the strange people seemed to receive some kind of signal, and they suddenly started to exclaim and gather around Van Loon, calling out incessantly, as if worshiping him. Their cries were full of reverence and fervor, evidently holding a deep belief and identification with Van Loon's title of "Dark Prince".
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