The Prophecy's Pawn のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Kyara's POVThe roar reverberated throughout the night, sending shivers down my spine. I froze in place, clutching the doorframe as support. "We must move. He said, "Now," with a low but urgent tone. His tone was devoid of ambiguity."Wh-what was that?" My throat was dry, and I could stammer. My pulse accelerated as I returned to the modest stone hut, gazing out into the shadowy woodland beyond. The darkness looked to be alive as if it were watching and waiting for us."Not someone you want to meet," Eric replied abruptly. He stepped inside, grabbed my arm, and yanked me forward. His grip was powerful but not painful. "You are not secure here any longer. Whatever that is, it is on its way to you.""For me?" My gut tightened into knots as I murmured. I was having trouble comprehending it. How could something be pursuing me? I wasn't important; I was just a rejected, weak girl. But the terror in Eric's eyes made it difficult to ignore the truth: whatever was out there, it had me in its

Kyara's POVI didn't wake up to the pleasant glow of the light or the comfort of my bed. No, I awoke to the suffocating blackness of a foreign landscape, damp, cold, and strangely silent. My body felt heavy and nearly numb as if the strength surging through me had sapped all of my energy. My limbs were sluggish and scarcely responding, but the pain in my chest persisted, reminding me of what had just happened. The voice, cold and nasty, rang in my mind."Mercy or destruction."I sat up slowly, peering in the darkness, my heart racing. Where was I?"Kyara?" A strong voice pierced through the silence.Eric.He sat next to me on the ground, his massive form silhouetted by the dim light coming through a break in what appeared to be a stone wall. Relief came over me, but it was temporary. The sight in his eyes was a mix of concern and something sinister.I looked around. We were in some underground room, perhaps a cellar. The walls were covered in moist stones, and the air was dense with t

Kyara's POVThe world came back in bursts. The first sound is that of a crackling fire. And then a smell of moist soil and burning wood. My body hurt as if it had been pulled apart and fused back together. "Kyara, wake up." Eric's voice cut through the fog in my mind, rough and full of worry. I blinked against the dim light and saw him kneeling beside me. His shirt was ripped, a new cut ran down his jaw, and his eyes—those piercing, midnight eyes—were filled with barely contained rage. "What… what happened?" My voice sounded weak, barely a whisper. Eric leaned in, his presence grounding me. "You lost control." The memory flooded back—shadows writhing, power erupting from deep within me, and the strange woman with silver eyes who spoke of Silverbloods and destiny. "She's gone," Eric said, as if reading my thoughts. "Who?" "The woman. The person who appeared to enjoy speaking in riddles. His jaw tightened. “She vanished when you passed out. "Left no trace." I attempted

Kyara's POV The word whispered through me like a pulse, filling every fiber of my being. "Fight."Victor was only a few steps away, his outstretched hand mocking the guy I thought I loved. Behind him, tyranny reigned—the village was on fire, and screams of pain echoed through the night air. But just now, all I could see was him. His smug grin. His audacity. And Eric, lying broken at my feet, his breath shallow and weak. My fingers clenched into fists, and the shadows within surged, sending a cold wave of power through my veins. I wasn't just an abandoned girl, Neither was I a mere pawn in someone else's game. I was *something more*. “You’re right about one thing, Victor,” I said, my voice steady despite the tremor of power inside me. “I do have a choice. And I choose to end this—my way.” Victor tilted his head, his golden hair catching the flickering firelight. “You’re bold, Kyara. But boldness won’t save you—or him.” The shadows coiled at my feet, responding to my anger like

Kyara's POVThe light object gushed in my palms, almost as if it had its heartbeat. I couldn't take my gaze away, even when Eric's words sliced through the cloud."Kyara!" His hands seized my shoulders and shook me softly yet strongly. "Snap out of it!"The sound of his voice jolted me back, and I blinked quickly, gasping for oxygen as if I were underwater. The lonely landscape, the blood-red light, Victor's frightening smirk—all vanished like smoke."What… what just happened?" I stuttered, my voice trembling.Eric's black eyes met me, his look stern and concerned. "That is what I want to know. "What did she give you?"I looked down at the box, which was suddenly inactive and chilly in my hands as if it hadn't just taken me into a terrifying vision. Rena stood a few steps away, her face serene but her eyes filled with disturbing intensity."It's the truth, Kyara," Rena murmured. "A truth you've been running from your entire life."I shook my head, grasping the package more tightly. "W