I couldn't say anything on the spur of the moment, but I also find it hard to believe what is happening in front of my eyes. That is both mysterious and suspicious at the same time.Everything about the woman with the silver hair, the white dress, and the blood all over her and on the ground made sense.When I look into my hands, I couldn't stop my eyes from expanding in unison with the trembling in my body. I could even picture some colors of scarlet, crimson fluids pouring through my palms.These have been recurring themes in my dreams. They involve me and a crimson color that has invaded my vision, my intellect, and even my judgment. This is no longer appropriate.Who am I? Why have I been living this life this way? Am I the new me or am I still the old me?I'm perplexed —-“Listen, Solstice,” Xander must have sensed that I wasn't feeling well this time because he hugged me tighter than usual. When I tilted my head to his face to look at him, he just hugs me without any regret or o

Everything breaks apart in a quick second, and by the time I realized what was happening, my cheeks were covered in blood. My hands are trembling, darkness looms over me, and all I can hear are the yells of those who previously opened our door.My respiration is erratic, and so are my gazes. I don't understand what Xander did, but I'm fascinated about it and afraid. When he said that I would eventually witness some grisly views, he wasn't joking.He is blocking my view so I can't see what is going on in front of me.I can feel the blood on my cheeks when I touch them. Even though it's not my blood, I flinch at the sight. I look at the young man's face to confirm that he is still Xander, the person with whom I have a deal, but his aura is threatening. It appears to be a warning...danger... Although he is deadly, I am able to restrain him with a leash.Who exactly is this man?I'm not sure. I heard his expletive just as I am about to take hold of the lower part of his suit."Close your

I discover that Xander had brought me to my room when I looked around the area. It is cold, so I pull his coat closer to my shoulder. I change how I'm sitting so I can view the book he gave me. It has a basic brown cover that is unattractive to anyone's eyes on the exterior.Opening the book reveals, however, that there are lines, illustrations, and even written words that I am unable to decipher.Possibly because they are so old, several of these handwritten documents appear to have been written with care. The paper's tidy yet worn appearance serves as evidence that the book's previous owner may have passed away. Still…-UGH!I feel pain in my head. It resembles splitting in half. There are certainly flashes of recollections that I have never before encountered, so I can't tell what is real or not. My head is still hurting. Even though my hands are trembling, I can hold onto my bed's covers until I am sitting on the edge of it.Fortunately, the throbbing stops when I support my head b

“Because it has come to this, I reasoned that since we are still considered to be humans even if we’re not, we still need to eat, so I got some food and---" a very familiar voice suddenly burst into my head, but the young man stops speaking as I heard him gasp.A pair of warm and cool hands slide toward my cheeks as I turn to face the young man, causing me to fix my eyes on Xander.He says the words that cause my eyes to expand, and I can see him sneer at me."You're definitely wrecking our moment, Zei," which causes me to furrow my brows.Zei? This time, I'm positive the voice I heard was from Valen. However, is Zei this person's true name?“My eyes, Xander—will you maintain your positions?” The young man continues, "It's already making me worry about Lady Solstice,” and I can even hear him sigh.I know for a fact that it wasn't a coincidence that he approached me that evening. He knew about me.I am not forewarned about him because he is one of Xander's accomplices.This circumstanc

When I turn to face him, the smirk instantly vanishes from his face. My back is once more against the wall at that point, but this wall is not frigid; rather, it feels hot for some reason. With both hands, he corners my head, and I can see how he narrows his eyes. I can smell his fresh mint breath as he leans his face closer to mine. My face starts to feel warm at that point, and I'm unable to take my eyes off his stunning green eyes. "Is that what you're asking me, am I not influenced by the sun, and this damned temple?" He sneers, and I acknowledge it with a nod that matches the ferocity of his look. Heaving a sigh after I see him nod simultaneously. Even though I can feel my hands not shaking, I didn't care that his hands were already scratching the wall next to me. It implies that this time, with this person in front of me, I'm secure. I lift one eyebrow and lean in closer, "You're not even scared of what I might do to you." This time, I had perfect control of the situation bec