CHAPTER 153~3RD PERSON'S POV~“It's a beautiful day here in Mystic Meadow. The entire world has been shaken by what we know now. Everyone around the world is going crazy and calling out THE UNKNOWN for some clear explanation as to what transpired during his meeting with Lady Anaya,” a reporter said, standing amid a croud that held up billboards with the picture of a blank face.The crowd chanted repeatedly, angrily calling THE UNKNOWN a monster. The reporter walked to one of the protesters."Could you please tell us why you're out here today?” The reporter asked.“Well, what we're here to do is support Lady Anaya and show her that she is not alone in the fight against this THE UNKNOWN person. He has caused nothing but panic and unrest in society, and it's about time we pushed him out of this city and our lives for good,” the female protester replied.“What are your thoughts on the recently leaked video of Lady Anaya's meeting with THE UNKNOWN?” The reporter asked.“Well, personally,
CHAPTER 154~3RD PERSON'S POV~“My lord, every abyss demon currently in this realm has been eliminated. Peace has returned to the three cities, and the person named THE UNKNOWN has disappeared, or at least he hasn't made any effort to counter what Lady Anaya did,” Gregory said with a smile.“Great, we can remain calm now until the dark moon goddess decides to snap her fingers on all of us,” Steven replied.Gregory just stared at Steven quietly as his smile vanished. He let out a sigh, then said, “That’s my report for the day, permission to take my leave.” “Huh, why are you in such a hurry? Do you have somewhere you need to be?” Steven asked.Gregory’s heart started to race, and his face turned red. “Well… umm… I have a certain appointment with... Christine,” he said nervously, sweat rolling down the side of his head.“Oh, a certain appointment. I forbid it, you are not excused. Take a seat and help me through the night,” Steven said, locking his fingers and closing his eyes.“But, my
CHAPTER 155~3RD PERSON’S POV~“This world Eva created. The endless cycle of life and death that these mortals constantly have to live through. It's disgusting, yet so beautiful. As much as I hate to admit it, it's quite a work of art. How these people continue to live and continue to struggle—how they keep on smiling and laughing, even after knowing that it's all going to end one day.Many of them know they won't be remembered; many of them know this money they make and this food they eat—this life they live will all mean nothing once they die, but even the thought doesn't stop them from living happy, fulfilled lives.Eva poured her heart and soul into this amazing work of art; that's why I couldn't replicate it; that's why I have to destroy it,” Clarabelle (Lilith) thought to herself as she watched humans from the top of a tall building, walk around in the city of Westerville, going about their daily businesses. She wore a dark blue dress, and the strands of her black hair flowed i
CHAPTER 156~3RD PERSON'S POV~Anaya quietly walked up to a podium on a large stage. She wore a bright red dress and had her hair in a ponytail. “Lady Anaya, are you sure about this?” Captain Christain asked with a worried look on her face.“Yes, Christian, in order to further increase the trust the people have for me, I'm afraid I must do this,” Anaya responded. Christian nodded, and Anaya walked past him.Anaya got in front of the podium and spoke into the numerous microphones. “People of Willow-Crest, Westerville, Mystic Meadow, and the rest of the world. I have finally come out after a few weeks of consoling the parents of the little girl who passed away in the building collapse after the unfortunate turn of events during my meeting with THE UNKNOWN.I am very lucky to have come out alive, and I have that little girl to thank. I also want to thank you all for your support these past few weeks. It's good to finally have your trust back, and I hope to bring peace and harmony from he
CHAPTER 157~3RD PERSON'S POV~“Lady Anaya Belmont, you finally took off that mask of yours, that face you paraded around all these years. I would have said it was good to see you again if it weren't for the circumstances of our reunition.” Noah said with a stern tone as he stared blankly at Anaya.“Follow me,” Anaya said, then turned away from him and walked into her building. Noah followed behind her. His eyes scanned through the front yard, darting from one maid to another. He followed Anaya into her living room, and they both sat on opposite couches.Anaya called one of her maids and asked her to bring some refreshments, and a few minutes later she came back in with a bottle of wine and two tumblers. “You must have been surprised when you found out that your plan to exterminate the Belmont family was a failure,” Anaya said, raising the tumbler to her lips.“To tell you the truth, I was. It was such a perfect plan; I wonder what went wrong,” Noah said.“So you're not going to try
CHAPTER 158~3RD PERSON'S POV~“Have you ever heard about the blacksmith?” Clarabelle asked."No, I haven't, my queen,” the UNKNOWN replied.Clarabelle shut her eyes and said, “The blacksmith is a legend among the mortals. Some of them actually believe he exists, and some of them believe he's just a myth. They say the blacksmith lives in the deepest, blackest depths of Mystic Meadow and enternaly hammers a glowing piece of metal, waiting for the day he can take revenge on the ones who hurt him. Legend says people actually go to him to seek weapons that can slay monsters and grant powers beyond human imagination, but to get to him, you'll have to lose all sense of good you have in you, let the darkness take over, and get engulfed in the lust for hatred and revenge that surrounds his workshop. But who is the blacksmith, who exactly hurt him, and why wait for the right time to attack? It all started 700 years ago before the werewolves showed up.” ~700 years ago, Mystic-Meadow~“Thank y
CHAPTER 159~3RD PERSON'S POV~Have you heard about the blacksmith? A man whose hammering echoes again and again in the deepest, darkest part of Mystic Meadow. His eyes were red as blood, and his face was permanently etched with anger.He is surrounded by darkness, hatred, pain, and a desire for revenge. The only light he sees every day is the light of the sparks that fly off the metal after each strike of his hammer. These sparks are the only beautiful things he owns; these sparks keep him from going insane, and these sparks remind him that one day he'll come for those who hurt him.“Hmm, scary. I wonder if this blacksmith guy actually does exist,” Gabriella said, staring at the book. She closed it up and placed it back on the shelf, then turned to leave the library. She walked back through the door and through the passages to Steven’s office, then knocked the moment she arrived at the door.“Come in; it's open,” Steven said with a rather cold tone. Gabriella noticed the difference
CHAPTER 160~3RD PERSON'S POV~~A few months ago~“There’s a question that's been bothering me. The same question, I'm sure, bothers every alpha in the werewolf world,” Steven said as he sunk into his seat in his office.“What question is that?” Gregory asked.Steven leaned forward, then answered, “Why is Lady Anaya so powerful? Now, I'm not talking about political power or military power; I'm talking about her supernatural abilities. She's just the head of the council—she’s just a Luna, and yet she surpasses every alpha in power. Why?”“Hmmm, I've never really thought about that before,” Gregory replied.“Of course you haven't. I did a little research in the library, and I found a book written by my great-great-grand uncle about supernatural beings. The Luna of a Pack has physical abilities like every other werewolf, but there's one ability that distinguishes her from the other wolves, and that is her ability to control the minds of the werewolves. This is to bridge the gap of power
CHAPTER 310~GABRIELLA'S POV~Just as Clarabelle warned, the entire world forgot that there was such a thing as the alpha-J drug, and every trace of it vanished from the face of the earth after she reversed the fate of everyone who consumed it and became an artificial. Things went back to normal so quickly that it almost seemed like nothing happened at all—like all the struggles my friends were put through by Episteme, Evelyn, and Agnes were just a dream. People forgot that a company like Higher Wellness Pharmaceuticals existed and that Governor Gerald was a criminal.Newspapers and written reports about the matter disappeared without a trace. Because of this, Steven’s company was unaffected by Evelyn’s actions, and the criminals involved were convicted secretly by the council. Questions were asked about Governor Gerald’s and Queen Elizabeth's disappearances, but people soon got distracted by other things and lost interest in the matter. Steven offered to hand over the position of h
CHAPTER 309~3RD PERSON’S POV~Maria and Clarabelle stood in front of the gates of the Dragnon mansion with umbrellas above their heads and worry on their faces. They had been waiting for Marie and the others to return for hours, but there was no sign of them returning at all.Clarabelle did well to protect everyone from the intense heat, and now that the sun had moved away from the earth, she was sure that Marie and her friends had won the battle. In fact, as the Immortal of Fate, she already knew they would win, and she already knew who would bring that victory, but she wasn't allowed to say a word to anyone. What she wasn't sure of was if they had survived or not, because she refused to look that far into the future.“Do you think they'll return safely?” Maria asked with worry in her voice. She has lost her husband before and was very afraid of losing him again.Clarabelle turned to her and saw the worry in her eyes, then turned away. “Let’s just be hopeful,” she said softly. A f
CHAPTER 308~3RD PERSON'S POV~~Earlier~“Huh?” Gabriella blinked repeatedly in confusion as she stared into Lunaris's eyes. They both sat in a pool of water in the black, empty void that was Gabriella's mind. “What’s going on? I thought I died already,” Gabriella asked softly.“You did—well, not exactly. I put you to sleep for over four months to get some things done in your world. Now that my plot is complete, I'd like you to return and continue living the life you've always wanted,” Lunaris said with a smile.“Oh, you mean I didn't have to die for you to take my body?” Gabriella asked.“Yes, Gabriella. If everyone knew that you were still alive, they would not have grown as much as they have now... especially Marie. I had to make everyone believe that your death was necessary for me to come to this world, so that the plot I couldn't finish years ago would finally be completed,” Lunaris responded.“Oh, I can't believe it's been four months already. How's Marie and the others doing?
CHAPTER 307~3RD PERSON’S POV~Marie and her sisters, Cortana and Yuna, sat inside a large metal dome created by Angela. Angla had created multiple domes like this to accommodate the entire army of Vedantya, and this was because the temperature of the atmosphere has risen to an unbearable level. Daniella used her manipulation of heat to cool down the domes so the occupants wouldn't die of heat stroke.The air around the domes looked like it had been stained with gasoline fumes, and rocks around them had begun melting.Valerie tried again and again to open a portal but failed every single time. The spell that blocked her ability to use spatial magic wasn't very powerful but was somehow too complex for her to undo. It was like the spell reformed itself at light speed every time she broke it, and there was no way of stopping it.“This is bad. If we stay here longer than this, the whole world is going to melt down,” Angela said with worry on her face.“No, we can't give up yet; I'm sure I
CHAPTER 306~3RD PERSON’S POV~“What have you done to me?!!” Agnes yelled with a gory voice.“I poisoned you, Agnes. Ordinarily, poison wouldn't be enough to kill a witch like you, but depending on how powerful the poison is, it would be enough to weaken you. The souls of the fallen Immortals despise you, Agnes. But as much as they want to escape, as souls, they're not nearly strong enough to go against the spell you put on them. It's just like Sabbath and Mary; without Mary's body, Sabbath can't use his power. So, without Agnes's body, the immortals are weak to her spells. But spells require serious mental concentration and physical reinforcement to hold together, and once those two things weaken, the spell comes apart and the souls of the Immortals have their chance to escape.” Agnes gripped her stomach tightly as she felt an agonizing pain coming up. She bled from her nose and mouth as the souls of all the Immortals began seeping out of her body and flying off. “After the Immor
CHAPTER 305~3RD PERSON'S POV~~years ago~“You idiot, don’t go playing with sharp objects if you’re going to lose your mind like that; you know how dangerous that power of yours is,” Agnes queried.“I’m so sorry, I was only trying to get over my fear of blood; it’s really hard,” Mary replied nervously, stroking the back of her head slowly.“Don’t do that anymore. You’ll end up hurting everyone around you,” Agnes said. “But I’ll have you to slap me back to my senses before that happens, right?” Mary said.Agnes smiled. “Yeah, but next time I’ll make sure to slap you even harder so you get knocked out before coming back to your senses.” Both she and Mary laughed together, and the four teachers just stared at them with confused expressions on their faces.~•••~“I lied to you the other day, Mary. I’m not friends with you because you’re a good person or make life interesting for me. I mean, you do, but that’s not the reason.”“Then what is?” Mary asked.“It’s because I feel very ashamed
CHAPTER 304~3RD PERSON’S POV~Mary was accompanied into the building by a group of four people. Two of them were maids, and the other two were Agnes’s soldiers. All four of them still had that eerie smile on their faces, and their eyes still glowed bright red, making them look like their minds were being controlled. They walked into the glass building and led Mary to a magical elevator that didn’t require electricity to work. Mary had her guard up, prepared to launch an attack at anyone who tried to annoy her. At this moment, she was already very pissed off, and anyone who tried to attack her now would be walking into their grave.The elevator door closed and started to rise up the building. Everyone was unusually quiet, and none of Mary’s escorts wanted to make eye contact with her. Mary watched them through the glass wall in front of her—they looked like dolls, stiff and lifeless, like they had been programmed to only move when they were given orders.The elevator rose for over tw
CHAPTER 303~3RD PERSON’S POV~The team of eight continued to fight against the Asuras, cutting through and destroying their forces with as much speed, strength, and precision as they could. They all fought with rage in their hearts, determined to end the battle as quickly as possible, but the Asuras were just too many. It didn't matter what the team did or what amount of power they used; the Asuras just kept coming like an endless sea of stars.The Asuras armor-like skin had become so strong that Edith's blade and Anima Morning Star both broke on impact. The two Immortals had to summon their weapons again and again during the fight just to avoid getting killed. They had to look for a new way to kill these Immortals, and that way was to attack them at points where their armour didn't cover—the gaps in the skin that revealed their glowing orange flesh. Targeting these parts was especially difficult for the werewolves because they didn't have long-range weapons, and getting too close t
CHAPTER 302~3RD PERSON'S POV~Nicole and Melody moved swiftly through the forest, toward the area where the forcefield was located. Nicole hovered using a glowing, orange, magical disc, and Melody just flew around, dodging the trees and large rocks in the way. They both had already seen the helicopter fly off, so they knew Mary was already going against her parents. Their only problem was getting to the forcefield, as the distance it was from where they opened their portal was too much. “Hey, couldn't you just use spacial magic to take us there? It's starting to look like this forest is playing tricks on us,” Melody asked, turning to Nicole.Nicole looked around, her eyes scanning past each tree, shrub, and rock. “I can't use spacial magic or any other kind of magic. Something is blocking me from doing it. This is bad; it means we can't teleport home unless we can find a place where I will be able to use spatial magic,” she responded. “But you're right,” she continued, then stopped