Emily POV
We arrived at the temple gates, and a shadow tried to attack us. What happened before then surprised me. I held, and I felt this course of energy flow inside my bloodstream, and it changed from deep night black to grey. The shadow bowed down before it dissipated into the air.
Before we could even go inside the temple we were surrounded by these mysterious creatures or people but when Lucien heard the woman’s voice his hand which was holding me flinched. He was nearly crushing my bones with his grip. “Priestess Azara! What are you doing here? Didn’t we destroy you a long time ago? Well, I would be even happier to kill you over and over” he said looking at the woman who had stepped outside the shadows now being illuminated by the moonlight. She wore a black cloak and her subordinates were covering their faces. She had the most terrifying face I have ever come across. She had black hair and her face was adorned with jewels and it was tatooed. “Lucien Valois we meet again .You see I have you to thank for all of this” she said displaying her magic by throwing Kiran with a gust of wind inside the temple. “You see, you just made me get more power the time you killed me. Thank you for that Lucien” she said and I saw her look in my direction. Just her stare made my stomach knot and that weerly smile was getting me goosebumps. Seeing that she was looking at me Lucien stood in front of me blocking her line of sight. “Wow, what a wonderful surprise. You have found the Destiny child. The name is Emily right?”, she asked and broke into an evil chuckle, “Well the Destiny child is the end of all worlds so it either you willingly join my cult and I promise you that I will give you the power you need besides these creatures are always trying to kill our kind” she said and looked at me. “Am not going anywhere with you and we are not the same” I retorted whilst holding tightly onto Lucien. “Stubborn, I like it. Well, the options are clear either you willingly join my cult or you are sacrificed when the blood moon rises since the Destiny child is already chaos in this world” She smirked and looked at Tharros. “Oh, your majesty I did not recognise you.What made the estimed Dragon King come out of his hiding mountains.Was it this Destiny child, well this aint your fight so I hope you will choose wisely since you are the ‘So called wise’.You better bring those hideous wings of yours and fly back to your hiding place in the mountains” she said . “Azara you still are full of yourself as always. But don’t forget that light always overrules darkness” he retorted back not giving in to her commands. “Then you seem determined to fight today. I also want to see what skills this old dragon has” she said and looked at us once again. “Go inside and bring me the Moon Armulet” she commanded to one terrifying subordinate of hers who went inside the temple. We heard a fight inside the temple and finally, Kiran was thrown out of it. One thing was sure trying to fight this group head-on was not the best thing, we had to escape as soon as we could. “Oh I forgot one more thing we are stronger than we have been before so I hope you will value those bones of yours because we might break all of them” she laughed. Tharros then reached for his pockets brought out a small bottle and smashed out on the ground and the whole place was filled with dark smoke. We took advantage of the smoke and tried to escape but we were long surrounded. The cult had set several traps in the way one of them being a strong barrier surrounding the temple. We ran towards the temple. “Find them and don’t kill the girl she is mine” I heard the evil priestess call out behind us. I watched as Tharros and Lucien fought some of the members of the evil priestess cult. Blood was being spilled and the scene was gruesome. I have been afraid of watching blood and this scene made me sick and I felt myself losing control of myself. The moon was now shining on top of me and I started feeling energy flowing inside me and every member whoever tried to come and capture me, they were hit by a boltof white light and turned into dust. “Wow that is great power I say you have their destiny child,” the evil Priestess said and started chanting this spell which was making my head ache. The moment she was chanting I felt the whole place I was standing turning around and I was dizzy and I passed out. What I remember happened was that Azara said “The Blood Moon will rise, and the child of the moon will be destroyed….The horizon burned with fractured light, a jagged skyline of shattered cities and broken mountains. The Blood Moon had faded, leaving only the smoldering remnants of a world that had teetered on the brink of annihilation. But the echoes of chaos still lingered, twisting the wind and turning the air heavy with tension. Emily staggered forward, every step a struggle against exhaustion and the lingering pull of the Abyss that still tried to claw its way back into her soul.Beside her, Kiran’s wolf form snarled, fur bristling, eyes sharp with focus despite the exhaustion that dragged at him. Lucien moved with precise grace, sword glowing faintly, yet his every motion bore the weight of centuries, the burden of immortality he was preparing to relinquish. Together, they formed a triangle of strength, a fragile yet unbreakable bond that tethered Emily to the world she had fought so desperately to save.Before them, Lena hovered, her body radiating a power so vast it seemed to fracture realit
The world shivered beneath the weight of chaos. The sky burned a sickly crimson as the Abyss clawed at reality, distorting cities into molten fragments and twisting the air into jagged, tearing winds. Emily stumbled through the devastation, her heart pounding, her hands shaking with energy she could barely control. Every pulse of her power threatened to fracture the very ground beneath her feet, yet somehow, she held on to herself.The voice of the Abyss had faded, replaced by a quieter, insistent echo of her own will. I am not yours. I am not a tool. I am Emily.For the first time in what felt like centuries, clarity struck her. The God of the Abyss had been manipulating everyone, every war, every choice, every soul it had planned for her to become its vessel, to tear apart the world and remake it in darkness. But she refused. She could feel the threads of her own power unraveling and recoiling, snapping at the edges of the Abyss’s hold. It was dangerous terrifyingly so but it was he
The Abyss pulsed around them like a living heartbeat, black tendrils curling and snapping at Kiran and Lucien, seeking cracks in their resolve. Every step forward was met with a whisper soft, insidious, like someone leaning into their minds and feeding on their fears. The air itself smelled of despair, thick and metallic, burning at their lungs with every breath.Kiran’s claws dug into the jagged ground, his eyes scanning for any sign of Emily, but the deeper they went, the more he realized something terrifying: the Abyss wasn’t just a place it was alive. Watching. Waiting. Manipulating. Every shadow, every illusion, every fleeting memory of Emily was carefully placed to lure them into its snare.“Something’s wrong,” Kiran muttered, voice low. “This isn’t just Lena or the Celestials… it’s” He stopped, eyes widening as a cold, resonating laugh echoed through the void. The laughter seemed to seep into his bones, rattling his senses.“the Abyss itself,” Lucien finished, his tone grim. “I
The air was thick with a darkness that clawed at Kiran and Lucien’s minds the moment they stepped closer to the Abyss. Shadows slithered along the cracked ground, whispering doubts, murmurs of fear, and promises of despair. The world behind them had become unrecognizable a fractured wasteland, the sky a swirling canvas of red and black. Cities had vanished, forests rotted into ash, and rivers ran with a shimmering black fluid that burned at the soul.“We have to keep moving,” Kiran said, his voice tight as he stepped over a fissure that emitted a cold, unnatural wind. “Every second we waste, Lena gets closer to finishing the ritual. Every second, she drags the world further into the Void.”Lucien’s wings stretched instinctively as he scanned the horizon. “And we have no way of knowing who we can trust anymore. The spirit guide warned us about betrayal but I didn’t think… I didn’t think it would feel this… personal.” His hand tightened around the hilt of his blade, eyes flashing with d
The world had gone silent. At least, it felt that way. The skies were fractured, a dull crimson haze lingering over the battlefield where cities had once stood. Mountains had split, rivers ran black with corrupted energy, and even the wind seemed to mourn. Emily… she was gone.Kiran’s hands shook as he knelt over the crater where she had fallen, staring at the faint glow of the Abyss still pulsing where her body had vanished. “She… she’s gone,” he whispered, voice breaking. The word tasted like ash in his mouth.“No,” Lucien growled beside him, wings tensing as he scanned the horizon. “Not gone. She’s… trapped. Somewhere between this world and that… that void.” His voice faltered, but there was a spark in his eyes fury, yes, but also determination. “We’re not losing her, Kiran. Not like this.”The air around them shimmered, charged with residual Abyssal energy. The ground quivered with power, as though the world itself was protesting her absence. Shadows stretched unnaturally long, an
The Blood Moon hung low, a red sentinel over a world trembling on the edge of annihilation. Shadows and light danced violently across the ruins of the battlefield, cities crumbling into nothingness as time itself fractured. I could feel the Abyss inside me, alive and pulsing, trying to overwrite everything every memory, every heartbeat, every choice I had ever made.“Emily!” Kiran’s voice cut through the chaos, full of desperation and raw fear. I saw him moving toward me, claws scraping against the cracked earth, eyes burning with determination. Behind him, Lucien’s wings flared wide, casting silver shadows across the scarlet sky. Both of them had come together, setting aside every feud, every distrust, every fear. For me. For the world.But the Abyss wasn’t listening. It roared within me, pulling at my soul, urging me to surrender, to rule, to consume. The markings along my arms throbbed with black fire, spreading rapidly as though claiming my body as its own. I tried to push back, t