Considering it best to leave Zen alone at the moment to let him contemplate and mourn peacefully, they all stayed for the night in the forest.Respecting the grievance before going further. Persephone and Zadicus were away from everyone. He took her here but she was perplexed why. Everyone else was together. Unlike last time, there wasn’t a sound of chattering.Things were silent. They were lost in their dejection. Things have begun to fall apart now. They are losing people and it hurts.“What happened?” Juniper asked, sitting next to Kriss who was lost in his thoughts.“Hmm?” Humming, he was leaning against the wall, trying to gain lull from the constant miserable condition.“What happened?” She asked again, eating a candy she took from Tabit.“We are losing people.” He whispered, affixing his gaze on his hand with an unreadable expression on his face. He didn’t like deaths. The misery they brought along was unfathomable. He doesn’t want anyone to die.“I.. don’t want anyone to die
Zadicus and Persephone were together. He was sitting on the ground after setting up a fire to warm his hands. Persephone smiled feebly and sat beside him. “Are you okay?” She asked softly, taking his cold hands in her warm hands to provide them with warmth. Zadicus lowered his gaze slowly before connecting it sternly with hers, giving her hand a tight squeeze. “Persephone…” His low, dejected tone called her. “Zadicus.” Whispering, she brought his hand closer to her lips and kissed them softly. “I am here now. You can tell me if there’s anything.” She assured him, not wanting to leave him ever again in the times when he needed a shoulder to rest upon. Forcing the lump in his throat down, an immense grief crept upon his aesthetic features, shivering a little from the cold breeze embracing his body. “Persephone… We are losing people..” He whispered, pressing his teeth together to gather his breaking posture he maintained all this time. “There is no path of no sacrifice. You cann
They remained like this after Zadicus shared the mourn he had concealed before everyone else to Persephone finally for a long time. Getting lost in the comfortably sweet silence.After a prolonged silence, Zadicus called her again, “Persephone…” “Hmm?” Closing her eyes, she died to reside in his arm for eternity, losing her mind there. She didn’t want to leave his proximity anymore. She wants to stay there forever and forget everything.“Tristan was going to propose to Jade when it all happened… He was so happy…” He began to tell her, opening his eyes slowly.“Leona was so happy when she finally found Zen… Why was it so brief?” Asking out of grief, he pulled away, straightening his back but his eyes followed his devoid hands.She listened, unsure what to say, also to allow him to express what’s clasping his emotions to this emotion.“Not all felicity lasts for eternity…” She whispered, sitting in the same gesture as well.“Like ours?” He asked what he shouldn’t have. They both hel
Past After Zadicus was exiled from Aziel, he and Tristan had nowhere to go. Under the stormy rain followed by heavy steps, they both were walking with no clear destination, going where their feet led them. “Where should we go?” Tristan asked, growing weary of this constant rain. “Let’s rest somewhere first,” Zadicus said as they sat under a tree where rain cannot reach to rest for a while. “What are we going to do now?” Tristan asked. Tilting his head to look at Zadicus’ expressionless face. He had never seen Zadicus this stern and strict before. “I already told you to leave me be and go back to Aziel. You don’t belong with me.” He replied coldly, running his fingers in his hair, ruffling them to drain the drops of water. “You are the only family I have left. I am not going to leave you. I won’t go back to that fucking country.” He growled, slamming his hand down, but Zadicus smirked hollowly. “It’s not their fault, Tristan,” Zadicus sighed. “It’s the rules and regulations.
In a village, an elderly woman was on her knees, putting her hands before the statue of a devil in her home, repeating the same words like a mantra. "Curse the infidels. Curse the infidels. Curse the infidels." She repeated, praying from the bottom of her heart. Hearing the prayer of her Mother, little Daphne, with exquisite light blue eyes, who was only fifteen, hugged her knees close to her chest, sitting on the ground. "Mama, are we… infidels? Are we destined to perish by mere villagers despite the strength we possess?" She asked, tensed to think they are considered among evils, but what faults did they have? "We are the infidels of this land, Daphne. Strayed from the righteous, bound by tainted bloodlines." Opening her eyes, similar to Daphne’s, there was another eye on her forehead which one might call the Third eye, but she had sewed it securely so it wouldn’t open. She stitched the power of her eyes. They are people of great power but dying for the village’s acceptance.
"Dwell in darkness, embrace it briefly." A black pattern dispersed around the people of the town and they all passed out instantly. Looking up, she felt a pair of arms wrapped around her, hugging her firmly to shelter her from the ignorant fools around her. She looked up only to find a man with beautiful emerald eyes and long raven hair, a slight beard, upholding a frontage of dominance and authority in black robes, embracing her. "When did you learn the forbidden spell?" Another voice came like someone equally aesthetic as he came nonchalantly. Looking like two rouges. "Since I got it. Countless perceptions I was unaware of are etched now, though I am still unsure how to use them properly." Zadicus replied softly, holding Daphne firmly to help her soothe herself. He understands the pain of your parents dying before your eyes extremely well. Smiling beautifully, he looked at the seven years younger kid down. "Are you alright, young girl?" He asked tenderly, running his hand in
Back in Aziel, It’s been a month since Zadicus and Tristan were exiled from Aziel. They can no longer return to their homeland anymore.Persephone was walking down the streets after getting some groceries with her head hanging low, her eyes lost their shine after Zadicus left, imprinting a scar on her soul.She stopped speaking, talking, reacting, utterly detached from life without him but surviving some who under the name of breathing enough to keep her alive.She was walking down the street until some whispers reached her ears which halted her steps.“Did you hear? Tristan broke the jail and ran away with his Brother after Zadicus murdered his Father.” Her heart skipped a beat when she heard it. She didn’t know at this moment it wasn’t Zadicus, he was a murderer to her just like to everyone else but-How can she control her heart which loves him immensely?“Who would have fathomed they would do this? What a selfish bastard. What greed led him to this point?” They continued.“How co
The next day, Persephone woke up with a throbbing pain in her head which stole her clear vision from last night's sights where she doesn't remember clearly what she ended up doing because of manipulative depression. Forgetting mostly what happened last night but vaguely remembering passing out in Kriss’s arms after attempting to take her life. Groaning, she sat up, holding her head, noticing she was on her king sized bed and Kriss was lying on the sofa in the corner, sleeping peacefully. Gasping, she moved back, hitting the bed frame. Hearing her gasp, Kriss woke up too and saw her with an appall plastered on her face. Kriss knew she didn’t remember anything so he showed no expression and sat up with a yawn. “Don’t expect me to waste my time on saving you from suicide again.” He said coldly, explaining the whole scenario in one sentence as calmly as possible so they wouldn't think and panic about each other's unforeseen actions. “I didn’t ask you to save me.” She muttered, turni
~Leaving this corrupted tale behind like a chapter in the past…~ Knocking, he took a deep breath, the sensations he once used to feel for her no longer existed, replaced with a delight to find his most cherished people binding in a sacred bond. “Persephone.” Kriss called, opening the door slowly to find Persephone an exquisite princess gown with a veil over her head. She had tears of felicity in her eyes which she wiped quickly and grinned at him, “Kriss?” Kriss returned a kind smile, taking a step towards her, standing before as his eyes contemplated her form, she looked like a princess who was about to end her fairytale. “You look angelic.” Kriss whispered sincerely, stopping at her eyes, felicitous for both Persephone and Zadicus. “Thank you.” She mumbled sheepishly, not used to fancy dresses and gowns but for her special day, she wore the most beautiful floor length lace gown, embroidered heavily. “Zadicus is dying to see you. He is so lucky to have the one he loves. No
While they went to take care of the guest, everyone else was lost in their own world and matters. Waiting for the final moment delightfully. Amid them, Tabit noticed Vera coming with her two years old adopted daughter. Vera wanted to give her life a meaning and adopted a girl from the orphanage. “Hey. How’s Ava doing?” Tabit asked, waving sweetly at Ava. Tabit had changed entirely, the deadness in her tone had faded, the seriousness in her eyes no longer existed, she had become a jovial person. “Good.” Vera smiled, patting her daughter’s head, considering her new meaning of life, offering her everything to this kid now. “Ava, Say hi.” Vera whispered, “Hello.” She greeted sweetly, bowing out of respect. “Hey, sweetie.” Tabit greeted, patting her head and noticing her happiness, Vera asked about her wellbeing, “What about you, Tabit?” “I am doing great. Actually better than I could ever be.” Tabit grinned, straightening her back to turn to Vera and talk to her. “Glad to hear
6 Months Later. Things were finally coming to their nonchalance, everyone was learning the ways of this new world gradually, everyone was accepting their lives- reviving the dead economy of Fier. And after a devilishly long time, the time to make a promise Zadicus made to Persephone had come, the day where their souls would connect eternally had finally come. Their wedding. In a three piece white suit, having an expensive brooch on the label. Hairs combed perfectly behind followed by a clean and trimmed beard unlike before. Clearing his throat, Zadicus looked at himself, checking himself to see whether he looks fine or not and smiled, remembering his Father in this auspicious event. “Finally, this day has come, Father.” Zadicus breathed out, looking out from the window of the grand house he once called his home, smiling beautifully. Following his Father’s steps, he had devoted his life to knowledge and education, he would lead a new generation through his powers and knowledg
After Tristan left, they all exhaled in sadness, turning to each other. “Tristan left too now. First Juniper and Ahlum and now him.” Vera whispered, not liking there were reducing in numbers but at least no one was dead.“I am going home.” Kriss said sadly, not wanting to talk about it anymore, ever since Juniper left, Kriss was totally depressed, he didn’t want to talk with her anymore.“I will check-” Persephone was about to speak but Zadicus stopped her.“Don’t check up on him. He needed to be alone. You guys go. I need to take Persephone somewhere too.” Zadicus said, taking Persephone’s hand.“Where?” She asked but he began to drag her away with him as quickly as he could, leaving everyone bewildered at his rush to take Persephone somewhere they didn’t know about.“Just come. We are already late.” Zadicus said, panting heavily while they were running down the forest, hands tightly locked together so no power of this world could part it. “Zadicus?” Persephone asked, worried at hi
Time passed in a blink of an eye, it had been a month, most of the damage was recovering gradually. Obviously the loss of lives couldn’t be recovered but people were trying to save whatever is left.Everyone was back to their position, to their duties. Many people died so everyone joined in to help. Continuing the family’s work, Zadicus left all violence behind and chose knowledge.He became the education minister, continuing what belonged to his family. Tademono's lineage had always been scholars and he would continue it with Daphne as his assistant. Sir Lark lost his life so Ruth pinched in to handle the country’s security. Of course they would have to work hard to gain acceptance but they did.“I am placing all my faith in you guys. Do not disappoint me. I have already lost too many people and you guys are the saviors.” His Majesty sighed but he truly had no choice but to have their help due to the crisis.“Rest assured, My Lord, we will devote ourselves. You can trust my people
Smiling, Kriss didn't wait for a second and pulled her into a passionate kiss, moving his fingers to her hairs, locking them perfectly to gain access to her lips so he could kiss them with all his endearment.Juniper was taken aback for a second but melted into his pure affection, closing her eyes, pulling his shirt as she kissed him back, moving her lips in unbreakable sync with his.They both smiled, kissing each other passionately. Juniper was slightly sloppy while Kriss’ talented lips gave her a whole new sensation of euphoria. Chuckling huskily, Kriss pulled away, holding Juniper possessively, “Be mine.” He pleaded, losing his breaths, having one desire left in his heart. But it wiped her felicity, replacing it with the apprehension of what she ended up doing in spur of emotions. “I can’t.” She whispered, horrified, realizing she ended up being manipulated by feelings.“Why not? You love me, I love you, I am willing to do everything.” Kriss asked, laughing nervously to wonder
Since Juniper was injured badly, she took a prolonged period to recover from that injury. She was sleeping peacefully until she felt long nails running down softly.Opening her eyes slowly by the foreign feeling, she saw Ahlum was no longer there with her but Delora was.She gasped instantly out of fear, unable to move while she was stroking her hairs.“How are you, Juniper?” Delora’s seductive tone came, caressing her sister slowly. “Fine.” She gulped, alarmed in her presence but her body was not ready to move and judging Ahlum’s disappearance, Delora must have taken her back to Yizar.“You guys did great. I knew he could do this. Zadicus had this potential in him.” Delora whispered sincerely, pulling her hand away, tracing her finger down to Juniper’s scar on her back, ruining her beautiful sister’s skin- according to her.“Are you here… to kill me?” Juniper asked hesitantly, swallowing hard in dread to wonder what she wanted from her.“You had enough adventure. I cannot risk your
“Finally the old man is retiring.” Vera chuckled, shaking her head to see Azen finally giving up on his position as the leader of Red Rain.“Yeah…” Tabit and Vera smiled at the adorable scene before them, looking at the elderly couple made them have faith in love. Their love had been the same for years. Rose is Azen’s lifeline. “Boss, we found someone from the assassin’s camp.” Since Tabit had become the leader of Red Rain, her responsibilities were enhanced. Sighing, she grinned, waving at all of them and left to see. Being from the camp too, she knew what could save a lost soul.Before Tabit, a thirteen year old kid was there who had no hopes of living just like her. She won’t ruin another life. I won’t do what Azen did. They are kids after all. Tabit thought compassionately. Taking a deep breath, she bent on her knees, holding her hand out to the kind who was unknown to kindness.“Hey, I am Tabit. Nice to meet you.” Tabit said happily, giving a sudden spark to the child befor
Sunlight penetrated through the curtains, falling on the face of a handsome man, covered in bandages, sleeping on the king-sized bed, waking him up from the deep but peaceful slumber of his.Opening his eyes slowly, his eyes fell upon a beautiful lady who opened the curtains to allow his skin to absorb some sunshine. Turning her head, she returned a sweet smile, whispering with a most loving tone of hers, “Hey…” Blinking, he regained his senses, clearing his vision from the light and noticing his beloved sitting next to him on the bed.“Persephone?” He called, blinking a few times before gaining his ability to see properly.“How are you feeling, Zadicus?” Humming, Persephone ran her fingers down his soft raven locks while holding his hand with her other hand, caressing him like a cherished possession.“Isn’t it... Your room?” He asked vaguely, sitting up, groaning in pain from the fight, looking around to find himself in the room he never thought would come again, finding himself o