登入Time had never moved this slowly before.Aria stared blankly at the board, her chin propped against her palm as the instructor went over something she already knew—something she had perfected days ago.Measurements. Ratios. Techniques.All of it felt… repetitive.Familiar.Too familiar.A quiet yawn slipped past her lips before she could stop it, her eyes watering slightly as she blinked away the heaviness pulling at them.Lack of sleep.That was Lucas’s fault.Her lips twitched faintly at the thought.He had been particularly unreasonable the night before—persistent in that calm, unshakable way of his that made it almost impossible to argue.Or leave.Or sleep.She exhaled softly, shifting in her seat before finally giving in, letting her head fall forward onto the desk.Just for a moment.Just to rest her eyes.The faint hum of the classroom blurred around her—voices, movement, the soft scrape of tools against surfaces—all blending into something distant.Muted.Safe.It was barely
Peace, Aria realized, was a dangerous thing.Not because it was fragile—but because it made you forget.And she had forgotten.Not entirely, not in a way that erased what Selene had said or the weight of it… but enough that the sharp edge of it had dulled. Enough that the fear no longer sat in her chest like something alive.Days had passed. Then weeks.Nothing happened.No looming threat. No whispers in the dark. No signs that anything had shifted beneath the surface of their world.And somehow… life had continued.Better than continued.It had bloomed.Lucas had a way of making everything feel… effortless.He showed up without warning, sometimes with nothing but that quiet, knowing look in his eyes—and other times with things that made no sense coming from someone like him.Flowers. Books. Jewelry he claimed was “insignificant,” though Aria was fairly certain entire fortunes had been spent on them.And then there were the days he took her out.Not extravagant in the way that would'
Aria hadn’t opened the door in hours.At first, it had been anger—sharp, defensive, hot in her chest like a shield she refused to lower. But anger was a short-lived companion. It burned fast, bright… and then it left.What remained was something colder.Quieter.Something that sat in her ribs and refused to move.She stayed curled on the edge of the bed, still dressed, still unmoving, staring at nothing in particular. The curtains were drawn, the room dim, but not dark enough to hide from her thoughts.Selene’s voice hadn’t left her.YOU DON’T BELONG HERE.YOU'RE DESTROYING EVERYTHINGYOU WILL BE THE REASON HE FALLS.A knock came again.Soft this time.“Aria,” Levi’s voice filtered through the door, smooth, careful. “You’ve been in there all day.”She didn’t answer.There was a pause, then a quieter addition, almost reluctant."You shouldn't be like this... he's worried."Her fingers tightened slightly against the fabric of the bedspread.Still, she said nothing.Footsteps retreated.
The mansion felt different at night.Colder.Not in temperature—but in presence.The silence stretched longer, deeper, as though the walls themselves were listening. Shadows clung to the corners more boldly, shifting with a life of their own, bending around the dim glow of the chandeliers that barely pierced the darkness.By the time Lucas stepped into the grand hall, the air already carried her presence.He didn’t need to look.He knew.Selene stood by the towering window, her back to him, her silver hair catching faint light as it spilled over her shoulders like liquid moonlight. Beyond the glass, the night stretched endlessly, the horizon swallowed in darkness.She didn’t move.Didn’t acknowledge him.Lucas stopped just a few steps behind her.Silence settled between them.Heavy.Unspoken.Time passed.Seconds—or minutes.Then—“You’re unusually quiet,” Selene said at last, her voice smooth, almost bored. “I thought you would have come in here
The apartment was quiet. Not the heavy, suffocating silence of Lucas's mansion, where every shadow seemed to watch and every corner felt like it held secrets older than time itself. No. This silence was lighter. Human. Ordinary. And yet...it still didn't feel like home. Aria stood in the middle of the living room, her arms loosely folded as she took it all in again_as she had done every morning since she moved in. It was a modest space, but carefully chosen. The walls were painted in soft neutral tones, the furniture modern and simple, with just enough elegance to remind her that this wasn't something she could have afforded on her own. A wide window stretched across one side of the room, letting in morning light that spilled across the polished floor in warm, golden streaks. Outside, the city stirred_cars passing, distant voices, life moving on without hesitation. It should have felt comforting. And in some ways...it did. It was nothing like the mansion. Nothing like the
The front door opened with a quiet click.Aria heard it from the living room.Her entire body stilled.For a moment, she didn't move_didn't breathe_just sat there on the edge of the couch, her fingers tightly clasped together on her lap. She had been waiting.Not patiently.Not calmly.Waiting like someone standing at the edge of a decision they couldn't take back.Footsteps followed.Measured.Familiar.And yet... something about them felt heavier tonight.Lucas.Aria exhaled slowly, steadying herself before she stood.Their eyes met.She flashed him a smile, and something in his expression eased in response. The tension in his shoulders loosened as his gaze swept over her, as though silently confirming she was unharmed."Did you wait long?" He asked quietly, pulling her into his embrace."You left before I could wake." She murmured against his chest."I'm sorry, my darling. Something that needed my presence came up, and I couldn't bear to disturb your sleep." He stroked her hair wa
Lucifer appeared at the edge of the world. The ocean beast felt his presence and rose from the bottom of the ocean."Even the devil chooses to visit. What an unpleasant surprise.""The great Leviathan. Lord of the oceans. I've come for my son." Lucifer replied with a tight smile."Your son? You mea
Levi lay on the bed with his eyes open in deep thoughts. He worried for his master, and in the darkest part of his mind, he imagined his master going through hell in the hands of Leviathan. Lucas had planned prior to his journey that he'd return in two days, but two days has passed already, and the
The oceans split for him, and Lucas descended. The echoes of Leviathan's last words of an impending enemy was loud in his head. He wondered who would dare cross paths with him again after Behemoth. He thought of Aria, and hoped she would be save until he returned from his quest, and put an end to B
When two days passed without Aria getting a word from Lucas, she got worried and tried to pry out information from Levi, but he wouldn't give in to her demands, and she didn't make it easy for him either. "So you're seriously telling me that you don't know where Lucas is?" "Yes, Aria. I have no i







