"Whatever." Muttering, Tristan rolled his eyes off but couldn’t help but to narrow his eyes on her, watching her leave. “Let’s just hope you survive the forest.” He mumbled under his breath. Praying she would. Couldn’t bid her with a deathwish anyways but he deeply wanted her to survive. Persephone ran away, watching everyone out, trying not to get caught by anyone and surprisingly no one was present either. They were going to see Zadicus in the throne room at grave orders, giving her further access to leave. “This should work.” She smirked, looking around to find something else in the kitchen but no utensil could help her in surviving a gloomy forest. But thankfully she managed to grab a knife to protect her out in the wilderness. She managed to escape the castle quietly but her true trouble was to survive in this forest. She had no magic, no weapon. All alone in this menacing place. She had to survive, manage to live here on her own with no special powers. An ordinary hu

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

“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

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

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