13— Prophecy

For some reason, I couldn't bring myself to push him aside. Despite his relatively small stature and obviously young age. I clearly remember my savior from my past life but... they had no resemblance at all!

Yet for some reason, I am being reminded of my savior just by looking at him. The only thing they have in common is their jet-black eyes and that they both have no reason to protect me at all, especially with my notorious reputation even at the age of eleven, other than that, they have no resemblance at all.

How can two different mortals have the same scent though?

Every being have a distinct scent in their blood, I could never go wrong with that. Never.

It's impossible but me going back to the past is impossible too. Anything that's beyond logic doesn't surprise me now.

And, as much as I oppose admitting it.

Even in Alpas' embrace, I never felt at ease; I always had the nagging feeling of constantly needing to prove myself, yet with this mortal, whose name I still don't know, I felt very safe and truly cherished. He feels like my safe haven.

There is zero doubt in my heart about him, and it's not just because he was my savior in the past— I could certainly feel it... there is an indescribable tie between us.

"What do you mean?" I questioned, desperate to get an answer.

I waited for his answer but he remained silent.

"Who are you?" I added.

I tried to move away from him, but he smoothly claim me in his embrace. His moves were precise and competent, and he was clearly holding back himself from harming me in any way. His distinctive martial arts skill and the precision of his moves were evident indications that he had been trained. But I don't quite get it; other than my face to death, I have no memories of him.

Although I have met him in my previous life... it was only that one time, one interaction but he—huh? What was it? An image of a man I can't make out of the face flash inside my head; jet-black hair, jet-black eyes, and jet-black outfit— I have seen this before.

But I can't quite place it. Now that I think about it, the events of my past, particularly my eleventh birthday...

"I wish I could tell you everything, but..." he trailed off, tightening his embrace around me before heaving a deep sigh. "Please understand that I am doing this for your own safety... for your future."

"If you won't tell me anything then get out of—"

When I sensed a potentially lethal presence, I paused for a minute. Someone was lurking in the shadows, I could tell.

A killing intent?!

"Look out!" I shoved the mortal, and a knife flew between us.

A band of five dangerous-looking anonymous people surrounded us from out of nowhere, blocking every conceivable path in this corner. I thought the moon was punishing me but it seems like it sent the wind to my side.

For it didn't take too long for me to identify these attackers. I took a faint smell of their sweet aroma... they had a scent peculiar exclusively to those who are not recognized and accepted by the society.

Defined as a monster spawned from a forbidden relationship... they are a hybrid like myself!

"What are you all doing?!" I growled. "We are a specie of the same kind, we should stick together, not kill for the sake of other races' greed!"

I clicked my tongue in distaste, there’s only one person that comes in mind why I am in this absurd situation.

Serena might be behind this, just like in my past life. I chuckled in disbelief, you got me good, Serena. I didn't realize that your schemes had started much more earlier than I expected. How stupid of me, tsk. Dark clouds hover the sky as I exchanged glances to the hybrids after my head.

Whether it's in my new current life or my past life, I am without no doubt being chased by these persistent pests. I scanned the intruder around me— each of them was wearing a crimson short cloak with a crescent moon with three scratches in the middle embroidered on their back.

It's really them! It's the hybrids who were after me before I got here that were hired by Serena! I could never mistake their scent, I know it's them.

However, this had never happened in my past life! Just what in the heavens is happening?! I have so many questions, first, how I came back here? Second who is this mortal with the same scent as my savior? And third, who are these hybrids?

The mortal took out a strange sword tucked behind his sword sheath. "Stay close to me."

I watched him spar with the hybrids. I couldn't process properly that even in this life, they are still after me. How did I end up in this situation? Why are they still after me? One hybrid was about to jump on me when the mortal gracefully struck it. My gaze was drawn to the fascinating mortal who wielded an unusual flat blade and even had an unbelievably talented sword style.

"Stop!" I yelled. I don't want to be fighting my own kind for Serena. "Tell me why are you after my life. The mortal has nothing to do with me. Don't hurt him."

"You really know nothing, ha." One scoffed.

"I guess there's no harm in telling her. She'll be dying in our hands anyway," one added.

"You are from the original vampire bloodline and also a part of the two Alpha wolves. We will not just sit around and wait for the day you will day bring our country to ruin."

"Where is that coming from? Me? Bring Algard to ruin? Do you think I'm capable of bringing Algard to ruin when I just turned eleven—"

"The prophecy of your step-sister, Serena, the miraculous mage has been leaked to the public," she hissed, interrupting me.

"Leaked to the public?" I repeated, like a parrot. "What prophecy are you talking about?"

The only prophecy I remember from my past life is Serena cursing me in disguise for a prophecy when I was sixteen. I can't believe she would stoop that low just because a boy she liked, liked me instead. I snapped back to my senses when one of the hybrid threw a dagger at me which I swiftly avoided.

"And the once great nation, Algard, will collapse at the hands of a deadly cross between two creatures— a violent, threatening, raging monster... and shall be brought back to life a greater evil," one of my attackers declared.

They stared at me, holding weapons in their hands. Ready to bring me down. “And you’re the only hybrid capable of bringing greater evil!”

I could not reply in the instant for I was dumbstruck. And just how did they end up blaming me for Serena's prophecy? Not only did she curse me but she also cursed the whole country. She's a true evil, indeed. However, what do I have to do with the prophecy? Bringing Algard to destruction is not even in my mind. All I want is to change my life and reach my happy end!

"I don't care about your stupid prophecy. Leave me alone!" I shrieked.

I was about to strike them and force my way in when a loud shrieking noise stopped us in our tracks followed by a sound of a gunshot. My feet went cold in fear of reliving the sullen past I wished to forget and change in this timeline.

Please let me at least have a happy end in this lifetime.