AzielKriss was with his Father, discussing the condition and mourning held in Aziel to show the ‘sorrow’ of Sir Laire’s death.They were sharing about what to do to secure their land but the crisis refused to cease."What should we do now? We are in a terrible state, Kriss." His Majesty sighed, holding his forehead in utter dismal."We are already ravaged, Father." Kriss didn’t argue, aware of their delicate situation. They both know the state, it is not hidden how they are afflicted from inside, by their own people."But by that time all relics will be gone. Everything would be balanced and we must maintain our position by then." His Majesty hummed.He prayed that the cloud of vulnerability vanishes as soon as possible in their sky."I understand your concern but what can we do?" Kriss asked sadly, looking away. He was furious at himself for being unable to help, to do anything which could improve the condition of his country."Oh Lord. We are falling day by day." Dolor dripped fr
After grasping the depths of her words. His heart skipped a beat in dread with widened eyes in credulity.“What?! What are you talking about?” Whispering, his mind was blank for the moment.He never perceived for Zadicus to deluge into these extent of wicked forces, blinding his ability to think. “I am saying in all my senses, Kriss. I don’t know what he hoped to gain but we must halt it.” She whispered, swallowing hard.She knew the ache in her heart would remain forever but she cannot allow this to become a reason for further devastation. “We have to destroy the remaining relics or else a devastation beyond our imagination would occur.” She hissed, gritting her teeth in distress.Moving back, her heart was consumed by darkness, praying to annihilate his path before it ravages lives.“I don’t understand… why would Zadicus do this?” Kriss asked, refusing to believe it’s his kind-hearted best friend.The man who taught him kindness is now ruthless himself. “You can either think abou
“Do you know what you are saying, Kriss?” Persephone asked distressfully as the thought of his demise made her very soul tremble; unintentionally. But it did.“His death is not necessary.” She spoke furiously, earning a cold glance from Kriss..“Don’t involve your personal emotions, Persephone. He is an S-Tier criminal in the end.” He sighed, not paying deed to her vexation.It was a serious matter and shall be dealt with accordingly and she had to accept the painful outcome of it.“But I believe what happened back then, something must be controlling him now as well. What if it never left his body?” Needless reasoning to escape this unbelievable outcome, only the suggestion of it was hurting her, blinding her mind. “If. They are.” Randall added sadly, reminding her that no one can alter the fact.“Why this?” She asked, pressing her teeth together to grasp her emotions but it was hard. “Suggest me a better outcome? It’s the only option for the point of no return.” Kriss shrugged, to
After discussing their next motive, His Majesty left with Randall, leaving Persephone and Kriss alone again in his room.Before an awkward silence could evoke between them, Persephone upheld her nonchalant facade and turned to Kriss.He made a disquiet face, hoping to collect some words to tell her how he feels but she offered.“Do you want to come along? I am going back to my mansion if it’s not auctioned, that is.” She chuckled dryly, shaking her head, moving back.“No, it’s only locked.” He shrugged. “Great. Let’s go then. I need to change my clothes. They could slip through my body any time.” She joked, opening his balcony to escape from there.“Sure.” He chuckled, coming after as they both left for her home, averting anyone’s eyes on Persephone. She entered her painfully cold and dark mansion and snapped her finger which lit up all the candles, bringing enough light.“The good old terrifying home.” She hummed, scanning the area while Kriss’ eyes were affixed on Persephone all t
All title holders were present at the rear gates of Aziel upon His Majesty’s orders after hearing the horrific news with a tensed face. The horror of what awaits them, what turn the life was taking was unfathomably terrible and they needed time to cope with it. But, the situation was worsening and they were grieving over lost ones, over the darkness spreading with thundering speed in their world. “This has to be a sick joke.” Logan whispered, not believing on his very start of luxury, he was facing such tribulations. “I cannot believe what is happening anymore.” Cassandra breathed out, scared to think about it. “Stop getting scared, you guys have already faced a war.” Zen said with a frown from behind. “This is an entirely different matter, Sir.” Logan reasoned sadly, looking down. “Whatever it is, it’s our duty to annihilate this threat now.” Vera said coldly. Walking forward as they all bowed when His Majesty came with four other people. Randall, Kriss, Lark and Persephone w
There was a guest town for travelers near Aziel, they all went there in separate groups to avoid any dispute or gain suspicion by their number.Azen and Tabit reached first and got a separate room and went straight to sleep as they were supposed to leave early.“This sure seems unbelievable, don’t you think?” Randall asked Zen as they went walking down to the only inn of the town.“Yeah. Who would have thought that once friends are today’s enemies.” Zen nodded in agreement, eyes affixed on the ground.“Randall…” Zen called, stopping in his tracks for a second.“Hmm?”“Imagine if that day never happened… how different things would have been then, right?” Zen asked with a sorrowful smile, the imagination of a peaceful but unreal future hurt him.“Yeah, you are right… We might live entirely different lives.” Randall hummed, agreeing with a hollow smile.“I sometimes imagine what it would be like.” Zen chuckled dryly, shaking his head, hitting it even.“Forget it, I must be drunk.” He lau
Turning their heads in the opposite direction they all saw Zadicus with his Gray Demise but their faces were covered with a cloak, not showing them their faces. “I simply don’t desire bloodshed and wish to end it quietly.” Kriss sighed. Folding his arms while emitting the aura comparable to Zadicus’ to match the intensity of strength challenged in the air. “Vacuous of you to expect that there will be no bloodshed." He said, chucking darkly, belittling Kriss' words. "We won’t know unless we try." Kriss responded calmly, returning a dead gaze. "We are leading the same path." Zadicus shrugged. "But in a different direction and contrary purpose." Kriss replied coldly. Zadicus' eyes slowly traveled to Persephoe to notice she was sitting next to Kriss. After countless words of conviction, Zadicus refused to believe they were only friends. "What you desire to gain shall remain a delusion. You cannot overcome us." Zadicus mocked, holding firm faith in his people to never disappoint
The moment Zadicus left, leaving them alone. Kriss was about to rush to Persephone’s side to hold her but she didn't need his support. “Fuck.” Cursing under her breath. Persephone slammed her hand on the table, fuming with rage which caused Kriss to stop in his tracks. “Language, Young lady.” Azen frowned, scolding her. “We are alone here, no one cares.” She scoffed, rolling her eyes off with a long sigh. “What should we do now? He literally came here to threaten us.” Logan asked, tensed to think what would happen if a fight truly started. “I want to check Persephone.” Tabit said, lifting her hand in the mid-air. “Why me?” Persephone asked in disbelief, displeased with her words. “Sir Laire is dead, no one was supposed to know then how Zadicus came to know we are here?” Tabit asked, making a logical explanation. Everyone turned to Persephone with a suspicious gaze, “Are you trying to say I told him?” She asked furiously. “No, Certainly not. It would be foolish if anyone did.