"Brother!" "Brother!""Brother!"Kylan sighed as he rubbed his forehead with a tired expression on his face. He put down the book he was reading and bid the peace he had experienced thus far goodbye and opened the door to his room."Brother!" a young Kylie looked at her big brother with displeasure. With a gaze of impatience she strode into Kylan's room without invitation and sat on his bed."What took you so long?" Kylie asked with a pout. "Well, there goes my dream of having a peaceful Sunday," Kylan smiled wryly as he closed the door to his room. To think that he had made the mistake of planning the day without taking into consideration the presence of the troublemaker of the house."Brother!" Kylie screamed once again upon noticing her brother's disregard. "I asked you a question. Hmph!" she snorted in annoyance, as though she was the one being mistreated. "Sorry Pumpkin," Kylan smiled and apologised. His sister was as unreasonable as always, but as the genial older brother, h
#You are awake#Those were the words Kylie heard as her eyes fluttered open. Her bright pupils escaped the confines of unconsciousness only to be greeted by more darkness. Kylie quickly got used to the overwhelming darkness of the cave since nothing had really changed. She was laid on a straw mat, and right next to her was the white Great Wolf. He stared down calmly, with a gaze that stunk of his authority.“It’s you,” Kylie mumbled as she tried to sit up, but a shearing pain that traveled down her side forced her to rethink her decision. #Be still. You may not have been wounded, but Grave’s power isn’t something that could easily be handled by the mortal flesh#The white Great Wolf advised and gently pushed Kylie back onto the makeshift straw bed. It was now that Kylie learned the name of the beast that had attempted to kill her. It was called Grave.“Thank you,” Kylie mumbled with a small smile on her face. Who knew that the beast that had chased her and Davies was actually
It had been two weeks since Davies and Kylie found themselves trapped in this world of lies and dreams as Neves called it. During this period of time, the two friends focused on recovering, and both were fully healed by now. They had already left the cave and were currently on their way back to a place Neves had suggested they go to if they wanted to return.“Are you sure that we are going the right way?” Davies asked as the duo walked through a forest full of trees and strange beasts. Davies had both hands in his pockets as he walked without much caution. He didn’t look like someone who had lost a limb only a few days ago. Although Davies came across as nonchalant and unconcerned, his senses were very much heightened, so he could hear and see everything. Davies’s eyes twitched as he spotted a stripped cat as large as a tiger stalking the duo from a few meters away.“I am sure,” Kylie nodded her head confidently and kept moving forwards with a clear goal in mind. While Davies didn
Within Levity MuseumJack stood before Kylie with beads of sweat slipping off his forehead and heavily striking the cold hard floor of Levity. The beautiful guide was only a few yards away from him, and her hand that boasted of claws as sharp as diamond gleamed brightly within the darkness of the museum. Her eyes were focused on Kylie who was right behind Jack, not bothering to pay attention to Davies who was passed out right next to her. The two unconscious folks stood upright, with Davies’s hand on Kylie’s head. Like statues they stood unmoving, unaware of the chaotic fight that was coming their way.“Please, they speak no more,” Jack pleaded upon seeing the unwavering stance of the guide. While Levity was known for its strict rules, Jack was hoping for a slight leeway. After all, what had happened was something that could best be described as accidental and unexpected. It would be unfair to punish Kylie for something that wasn’t her fault.“If you weren’t the son of the Lion K
Under the astonished gazes of the spectating crowd, a powerful wave of wind was generated in the hallway. As they were deep within Levity Museum, such a strong wind making an appearance should have been impossible. However, they were witnessing it now! In the center of the storm was the second son of the Lion King Tribe. His eyes glowed brightly with the luminance of the sun, and his hair whipped around in the strong wind. His teeth extended to become fangs that could tear into flesh and rip apart bones. His nails became claws, extending into analogues of steel that the strong metal couldn't compare to. His whiskers were a few inches long, and a large blue circle surrounded each eye. His ears were bright red like heated bricks, and there was a strange looking sign on his left cheek. Fur grew all over his body, and his clothes tore apart under Jack's intense transformation.The young man grew instantaneously to twice his size, a transformation that was more impressive than Aiden's, an
Vanessa moved within the shadows cast by the dim lighting like the creature of the night she was. Her figure flashed repeatedly as she sought to strike from the most ideal position.In contrast to the rapidly moving Vanessa, Jack was very calm. Like a tall mountain struck on all sides by a turbulent storm, Jack remained calm. His eyes roamed the room as he made sure to keep an eye on the fleeting figure of Vanessa. The greatest thing to worry about when it came to someone like Vanessa was attacks that came in the most unexpected of ways.The earlier strike to his chest ached slightly, but that was all it did. Although Jack knew that Vanessa had not struck with her full strength, she hadn't held back much of her power either. Jack reckoned that she had attacked with about seventy or eighty percent of her power. If that attack had merely caused a small ache and nothing more, then he would be able to handle whatever came his way as long as it was expected.Vanessa's movements continued a
*Boom* *Boom* *Boom* *Boom* How long had it been? How many times had she crashed into the cold hard floor of Levity? When did this torture start? And would it ever end? Just how many more times was this supposed to happen? Vanessa had long lost count. Now the only things that remained were the loud banging sounds and the massive headache she was experiencing. “I can’t believe he’s still going” “Do you think we should stop him?” The guests who had finally gotten what they hoped for were now worried about Vanessa. They wondered if they had allowed this farce to go on for too long. However, although they sought to break things up, there was one question that had to be answered correctly for that to happen. “Do you think we can?” Indeed, that was the question that required an absolute response. A "maybe" was not enough to push these men and women who valued their lives above all other things to make a move. And that was because by taking one look at Jack’s eyes, no one in their r
In the long history of Beastmen, many strange things had happened. This led to a dilution of their culture with many myths and legends. This happened everywhere. Time, an attribute with was as finite as space itself, was pompously elevated as a necessity for healing all wounds. Many didn’t like to talk about the ability of time to dilute the purest of things and make them less worthy of their former glory; nor were many fond of talking about its ability to do the opposite, making the impure pure. Time had a hand to play in everything, and the Beastmen were no exception. Just like other living things, they too had been influenced by time. It was even worse for them due to their long history.The Undead were a race of people who had lived as long as, if not longer than the Beastmen, yet they hadn’t been so influenced by time. This was because unlike the Beastmen who were confined by the finiteness of their lifespans, the Undead were near immortal beings that could live till the end of