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On one tragic night, a creature of the night flew through the forest, his big size nowhere to be seen and only a strong gust of air remaining in his path. He need not waste any more time coming here. The circumstances of the Princess fueled his stamina to run from the South to the Northeast of the continent where the pack is. He was still in disbelief.How could Flavian let all these things happen? Is he in some kind of crisis? Is he suffering from something? Did they do something to him?As Fenrir got lost in his thoughts, soon enough, his fury overtook him. His already black slit eyes were slitted more in anger and his wolf breezed through the forest, knowing the place like the back of his hand. Though, there was something new. He faced a tall wall, no less than ten feet, by the edge of the woods. He looked up at it before snarling and charging head-first into the wall.Has Flavian been busy with this? To hell with that. His Luna is in danger yet his attention is on his territory.O
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Warmth and solitude surrounded me as I lay on a soft mattress, an almost cloud-like surface. Every breath I took was no longer painful. I did not have pains in the throat, nor aching ribs that slowed my breathing. I for once felt weightless, painless… soulless.My eyes fluttered open and flinched to see light after being used to the dark for weeks.I sat upright as my hands slowly massaged my neck, looking for remnants of the pain I once bore. There was none. My neck was perfectly fine.“A-Ah,” I vocalized. My brows rose in pleasant surprise after hearing my voice.Just then, my eyes wandered around. It was an odd place. I knew no place like this. A white asylum, only broken by the garden to the right. It seemed like a beautiful garden, vibrant green everywhere, just like the garden I used to frequent in the palace. Butterflies fluttered around, bees switched from one flower to another, and birds chirped while perched in tree branches. The garden was alive.I walked to the garden, hop
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Once the glow died down, her eyes slowly fluttered open.“I swear, on God, if you’re a demon now, I’ll regret saving you,” were his first few words to the newly awakened woman. Contrary to his words, he didn’t believe she was demonized, but something changed inside her. And he was determined to find out.“Selene,” she whispered almost incoherently, her gaze on him still dazed and unfocused.“What?”She blinks repeatedly. Then frowns. “Why are ‘you’ here?”“As far as decorum and etiquette go, I think you’re quite horrible at expressing gratitude to your saviors,” he scowls. “Though, if you tell me what demonic possession happened to you, mayhap I can consider that as you expressing gratitude.” He slyly attempted to get information, unable to hide his smug expression. He stopped himself from smirking when it was her turn to scowl, irked by his assumption.Ah, this was fun. He thought.“I am not possessed by a demon,” she says, her frown deepening. “I don’t exactly know what happened…”“
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The next time I woke up, I was alone in the cabin. I looked out the window, only to see endless snow falling on the forest. The firewood was softly crackling in the furnace, yet he was nowhere to be found.This gave me time to organize my thoughts alone.I must find out the prophecy. The Goddess said only I can unearth the prophecy to heal the lands from the plague. If I don’t, it will not stop until every last race is extinct. The responsibility brought upon me gave immeasurable burden that is now weighing me down. How could I go from promenading the courtyard every morning, drinking tea, and plotting how to catch my father’s attention to now being hunted down by my sisters, and apparently reborn as a being blessed by a Goddess with the responsibility to save the world?And all those sufferings, all those misfortunes, they were all destiny’s scheme to test my resilience to become what I am now? How ridiculous. How foolish I must’ve looked!I could not even start to worry about my per
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Indeed…it is not impossible. However, the mere thought of me becoming a cruel, beastly predator sends shivers down my spine. I had never once imagined becoming one of them—I just wanted to be accepted by them.“B-But…the Goddess never told me about that,” I murmured.“Then, can you explain to me what you talked about in detail?”I looked up at him, searching his eyes for any malice, any ulterior motive. I found none. I hesitated for a long while until I finally decided to share them with him. His frown deepened as I reiterated our prophecy and when I finished, he scoffed.“Even I doubt destiny’s choice. Why would they pick this sensitive, validation-deprived, and miserable human for such a mission?” My brows furrowed, utterly offended by the pure truth he spoke. “They could’ve picked me. Then again, mayhap they had to find someone who’d choose to sacrifice themselves for the realms. I am the last on that list.”“I…am also hesitant about why I am the chosen one.”“Mayhap they chose you
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The pack was welcomed with an uproar early in the morning when five dead bodies greeted the servants in the Luna’s bedchambers. What’s more, is that the Luna herself is missing. Everyone’s faces were tinted with fear, every action wary and vigilant, every hushed whisper almost always concerned with how the palace will react. This cannot be a matter that they can sweep under the rug.Where is the Princess? Is she kidnapped? Is she still alive?It was a sensitive day for the House.Like last time, the Alpha returned in a rush from overseeing the walls in the borders, where he missed all of last night’s events. He was just as guilty as he was before, but he was quick to react to the situation. Rumor had it Phaedra D’Arcy cried in the Luna’s room and apologized over and over to the missing Luna. Ellie, the Princess’s personal maid, shared a witness’s account of the events where all the rumors sparked.She said it was a sister’s feud, that one of the Princess came with sorcerers with the i
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As he watched over the white werewolf curiously wandering around the woods, he could not help but cross his arms and compare her to the girl in their first interaction. From an angel, now to a creature closer to the devil than the angels. Her halo’s now cracked, her white wings stained by blood. She gets more and more evil the more she’s attacked. He cannot imagine her lending a hand to a wounded pup anymore. He could imagine her better with violence in her eyes rather than mercy. And they will never be those kids again. He should also stop seeing her as the only pure good this world has—because look what the world does too those who are pure. Her puple eyes darted to him. Her new eyes were rich, enchanting, and enigmatic. She exuded a gloriously regal presence, what with the elegant movement of her wolf, as she started to walk towards him. He remained in his position, watching her as she watched him. They locked in a silent battle, a silent stare-off, a silent show of authority.
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Warning: Mature content. Please proceed if you are 18 years old and above.Her head hung low as she heard her husband’s frustration in his deep sigh. His hands went to massage his forehead, but nothing could smoothen the crease in it as he realized his wife just committed treason and failed. That was the frustrating part. She failed. Now they reap the consequences of the crime she sowed.“I’m sorry,” said Clara. “It was a fool-proof plan! I never expected that mad dog or whatever, to suddenly jump inside and kill all of my men! He’s truly crazy! How dare he—I’m royalty!”“Indeed. But your sister is royalty, too. The one you failed to assassinate.”Her mouth clamped shut, hearing his deadpan tone. He was truly angry. Perhaps what added fuel to the fire was the fact that she only decided to tell him now, days after the situation, and also days before the uprising. Mayhap hated it even more because she hid it from him. She silently watched him, now walking on thin ice in his office, but
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Spring has arrived. Its breeze welcomed the new blooming flowers in the flower shops, the redolence of the Capital’s symbolic flower, a daisy, circulating down the streets of the city. It was the perfect weather for a festival, a rather young festival only celebrated for three years.Amid the bustling townspeople, a young girl wandered around, her simple straw slippers softly hitting the cobblestone as she glanced around seemingly lost, eventually stopping in front of the flower shop to admire the daisies. Her wide, curious eyes neared the daisy and sniffed it, sighing at its alluring scent.The old man running the shop spots the young girl, wearing nothing but a humble dress and straw slippers, visibly a farm girl. He smiles, plucking a daisy from its bunch. He hands it to the girl who looks up at him, surprised.“Happy cleansing day, lassie.”“Eh?”He chuckles at the girl’s tilted head with confusion spelled out on her face.“Don’t ‘ya know what day is today?”“Uh-uh.” She shakes he
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“She’s taking too long, is she not?” Flavian wonders aloud as they look up at the sky, violent and storming with frequent flashes of lightning and thunder. It had been thirty minutes since they took to the sky. The vampires and trolls are all absorbed and rotting in the clearing, ending the battle. But they were still yet to see even the two’s silhouettes in the sky.Beside him, Fenrir was frowning quietly. He could not feel her. Something… or someone, was intercepting the bond.“What if the purification failed? Will she be alright?” Phaedra worriedly asks and turns to her mother. “Does it really take this long, Mother?”Priscilla crossed her arms, a similar frown on her face. “Let us wait a while longer. It is no easy feat, but I believe in her. What do you say, Fauntleroy?”Two ears perked in her direction. She clears her throat and clarifies, “The older one.”“What?”“Do you still feel your mate?”Only the rustling leaves of the trees answered her. All heads sharply turned to him a
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My mind drifted back into the discussion we shared between the advisors, before everything.“Thank you. I’m feeling well enough to hunt down the plague again.” She meets everyone’s eyes. “But I doubt I’ll get lucky and find it at the first forest I go to. Do you have any ideas where it would likely be?”And just like that, the table was open for discussion.The hunt for the plague continues.“How about this?” I pitch in. Expectant eyes meet mine as I continue, “We take a different approach. If I absorb any more, I’m afraid I will explode.”“That is realistically possible,” Priscilla confirms, and my face blanches.“Then, what approach do you have in mind, Your Majesty?” The generals ask after darting a narrowed glance at the retired priestess.I shrug. “Anything that would not include me having to ingest any more power is preferable.”It’s true. I felt like puking the day after I absorbed the plague. It was like eating a dirty cloth, with all the corrupted souls it absorbed. It was no
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“Aren’t you tired?” I ask, my eyes warily scanning him from head to toe. He really is here. Right in front of me. In the flesh.That same tall, slender, build with a ghastly white complexion and gravity-defying black hair.The same man in my dreams—nightmares, rather.He looked as if he was swallowed by darkness, with the smoke all around him. He was a terrifying opponent. But I was not one to back down. I bared my fangs and summoned Celeste’s eyes, making mine slit and glowing a brighter purple. If I could, I would’ve sneered and tested the firmness of his will, just to see if I could do to him what I did to my past enemies.Hearing my question, a slow grin spreads out on his face, sending goosebumps down my spine. I felt Flavian flinch from my left.He spoke, his voice thick and yet silky smooth as if he hadn’t been around for centuries.“The pursuit to a peaceful world is a tedious task, thus one must not feel lethargic.”I narrow my eyes at him. “Pursuit to a peaceful world? You m
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Expert bodies move out of the way with a smooth tilt of their body, easily evading a lethal charge to the shoulder. Xiao’s murderous glare pinned on the vampire that dared to charge at him.“How foolish,” he remarks and brutally stabs its chest with his wooden staff’s pointy end.Despite the chaos that ensues around him, he keeps his cool demeanor and composure as he breezes through the swarm of enemies that outnumbered them. Realizing a stab to the heart that was long done pumping would not kill the vampire off, he calls for the attention of the wicked witch on his back.“Do finish off this one, Priscilla.” He flings the vampire overhead, using the poor soul’s attempt to charge on him another time as momentum to take him flying.She scoffs from behind and he could already imagine a scowl on her face.“You cannot even finish a mindless vampire? Tsk. This is why I do not desire to live too long,” she says just as the ground that the vampire landed on was scorched. There was no need to
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The crisp leaves of the Witches’ Forest greeted us as we arrived, the rich, wide forest being the place we theorized would house the world’s oldest living plague. It made sense. This forest was rich with the energy of the witches, and the coven was temporarily abandoned for the sole reason that the plague was strongest in the forest.Priscilla told me during our meeting that the number of victims in the coven never decreased when the rest of the world did. When I absorbed a fraction of the plague’s strength and weakened it, I thought it gave the world a few weeks of respite. But it never reached the coven.After learning about it, guilt gnawed at my stomach. I immediately ordered the witches and their families to seek refuge in the palace, where the rest of the witches I took to war were. Now, we arrive at a barren coven in the middle of a dark, ominous forest pulsing with energy.I could feel the earth’s power in my veins. Pulsing. Throbbing. Like a streak of power terrorizing my blo
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It was a quiet, sunny day for the palace.It was on that quiet and sunny day that the Queen’s advisors were summoned into the meeting hall. They quietly shuffled inside, Priscilla meeting Xiao’s eyes. She observes him. They had not crossed paths in the castle for weeks. She, preoccupied in the witches’ tower and he, cooped up in the archives. The two places were almost on opposite ends of the palace. And yet he looked no different.Xiao feels her gaze and turns her way. He raises an inquisitive brow and she shuts him off with a roll of her eyes. The man, confused, tilts his head. Quietly, they occupy their spots on the right and left of the end of the table, where the Queen’s seat was. That was and had always been their position—they are the left and right hand of the monarch.Two of the most unique hands, at that.All advisors rose at the arrival of the Queen.She wore a modest gilded purple gown with simple gown shoulder caps that drape to her back. Her humble tiara sat atop her bra
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“Don’t you look pathetic down there?”Her sarcasm was spot on, her voice crystal clear.Perhaps he truly is nearing his demise. He yearned a little more of her tonight than usual.He waited for the pain of Rognac’s vicious bite, but it never came. It must’ve tripped or something because Flavian heard rustling and struggling. However, when Rognac growled and his heavy claws fumbled on the wooden floor as if lunging, the pain still did not come. And he heard her voice again.“Will you continue to pathetically lay there?”Puzzled, Flavian flutters his eyes open. And the scene before him just felt… impossible. As if he was hallucinating. He gaped at the situation for a while, belatedly registering to him that they were in the middle of a life-or-death situation.Against Rognac was Phaedra, in all her petite glory. She looked at an ant next to Rognac’s giant form. Yet she could still hold her ground as specks of dust of magic floated around her, her hair floating, and her hand up against R
