MY CRUEL PROTECTOR
"I'm ready for the reality."
I looked at the sky, where the "Splinter" was somewhere in the dark, hungry and hollow. I looked at the "Refugee of the Void," who had given her life to give us a choice.
"Then let's build the shadow," I commanded, my amethyst eyes glowing one last time.
The "Inheritance of Light" was about to become the "Armor of the Dark." We had ninety-six chapters of war, and now, we were going to use the very last of our divinity to buy the right to be forgotten.