Michelle hadn’t known much about death. She never wanted to be going directly to it, especially when she’s yet to achieve her dreams. No, unless she’s accomplished, never would this word be branded to her.
But no matter how she denied it, she could never overlook the truth that she was drowning, now closer to death than she’d ever been.
The waves tossed her everywhere, and she’s starting to lose track of where she was. The coldness, the thickness of the water caressing her skin was the only thing she could feel. Whether or not it’s just her imagination, the fact that she couldn’t feel the other’s presence made shivers ran down to her spine. She knew they weren’t dead, that just like her, they were floating seamlessly in the depth of the ocean, played by the waves and, possibly, by death’s rotting hand.
As her heart started beating rapidly, she closed her eyes to make sense of anything, but her heart jer
If there’s something Reigna would choose to change, it would be the passing of her father and her brother. They’re the ones who understood her most, the ones who would comfort her when her mother went on with her crude antics. Don’t get her wrong; she loved her mother, so much so that she always reason out with herself whenever her mother started comparing her with a wielder she knew to be a lot stronger than her daughter. Reigna was not born with much strength. She was fragile even by the standard of wielder her age. She easily got sick, which was why she spent most of her life to either in the walls of her room or in the hospital. It’s sickening, but her father had a way to compensate for the things she was not able to do for the time she’s crippled by flu or whatever. That’s the reason why she’s always with him when he’s on his travel. She loved that, but her mother didn’t. Despite her mother’s firm refusal, arguing that Reigna’s better off at home, training to ha
Michelle kept her eyes on Reigna. She was lying unconscious on the shore while Cherry wiped the cold sweats off her forehead. What she did was unexpected, but Michelle somehow believed that it was what the headmaster was referring to when he said they needed to keep Reigna alive. It irked her so much now, especially to the way the headmaster phrased it. Was it likely that she would lose a friend yet again?Speaking of a friend, she still couldn’t believe that they left Jane once again. She didn’t what really happened, but her own eyes witness how Jane swelled. Though they were unable to see the whole thing because all of them had drowned in that sea.“The headmaster didn’t warn us about that sea, didn’t he?” said Karina, her eyes still wide as she stared at the waves. Perhaps, this would b
The Forbidden City was quite a wealthy land. In the past, it operates in a discreet way that when they trade or negotiate, no one would be able to unravel it until its result showed on their faces. This was heavily influenced by the inclination of Dark to secrets. That said, any affair that was to take place in their Empire never gets its way out.Once, a protector has been tricked to spill some valuable pieces of information about Dark’s kingdom such as its interior and the secret passageway that was used for either secret rituals or negotiations. The protector was able to escape unscathed and was touted as a spy the moment he went back to the Empire. He thought that Dark wouldn’t find out. He was careless, and it was the last thing he did.All he knew was that he was trapped inside a tube as the Forbinians looked him down. He was to be judged right in front of his comrades and his family whose faces shown no mercy. Relative or not, once you’ve done
All Michelle could remember was feeling a stab in the back, and everything was darkness. She wanted to know what happened to the group, whether the enemy was able to take Reigna. If they did, she’s a worthless leader. First, they were separated from Jane, all through the fact that Michelle couldn’t control her emotions. And just as they were reunited again, Hail—now she’s certain of it—made it sure that it would be the last they would see each other. She never wanted to accept it, but the facts were presented right before her eyes, ever-clearer than before. There was something about Reigna that she couldn’t explain. Maybe that’s why the enemy was after her; but what she couldn’t swallow was for Hail to do try such a cruel technique to a comrade, all so he could get a hold of Reigna. She knew full well that when it activates, once done right, it would certainly explode and kill its host in the process. Their father was the one who taught it to them, with him as the host, conf
If Briane had a hard time accepting Blame’s death, it was even harder for him to believe that she was alive. Michelle might be a prick, a freak even, but she would never utter a lie, let alone be firm with it. In truth, that’s what made her so annoying. She spoke of the truth without even toning down. That said, she was the one who affirmed that Blame had turned to ashes right before her eyes.But if that’s true and the Blame standing in front of them, carrying the wielders they were looking for, then what had really happened?Briane kept her stares on Blame that whole night. He didn’t speak a word, but he was hoping against all hope that Blame wouldn’t disappear. Berry even nudged him to stop him from eating Blame with his stares. He didn’t listen. When everything was already overwhelming, he blurted out the very question that came to mind, “Why are you alive?”Such a question only merits a chuckle from Blame, but
“I felt nothing at first, but as I plummet further, everything inside me constricted, like something in there was being twisted. It was the worst!”Sloane and Berry were sitting inside the carriage. Sloane has been talking for about an hour, but she was showing no sign of relenting. Berry merely leaned on his seat, his eyes closed, his hand on his temple. He couldn’t forget the fact that Blame just did a technique Dark had used to eliminate the whole school. As far as he knew, Blame Seirt was famously known for being able to read and manipulate someone’s thought, and never was it possible for a Wielder to shift from one ability to another; let alone have two, so it’s either she was not the real Blame or she’s insanely strong enough to withstand two abilities.He groaned when his head started aching. Thinking was his specialty; however, Blame’s circumstances were just way beyond him.“Hey!” Sloane blurted out.
Z locked herself in one of the tents. She didn’t want anything to do with Sloane nor put anyone in danger, but besmirching the wielder who showed her what it means to live was uncalled for and was, thus, something she couldn’t just overlook. Yes, Kleint murdered a lot of people; however, it was in the name of justice. He did that solely to bring out peace and sentence sinners the ending they deserved. He’s nothing but a hero, a soul that saved a lot of innocent wielders from the hands of those who were trying to exploit them. “The tents will be fixed soon,” said Marjorie silently, sitting next to her. “Was I wrong to do what I did?” Z put her arms on her knees, burying her head on it as she rocked back and forth, trying not to waste any tears, especially not in front of the president. Marjorie sighed. “The thing about words is that they’re either a reassurance or the vessel for despair. What Jane said was wrong, but you can’t say you’re innocent either. You a
“I still think we should check it out more thouroughly,” said Briane as he whipped a thick lasso to the Shorne. It neighed loudly before setting off. Sloane massaged her temple as she leaned on the carriage, feeling exhausted despite doing nothing. “Shut it, Briane! Berry has a point.” She had to shout it over the noise of the Shorne’s gallop. Arguing to wielders whose mind was pretty much set wouldn’t do much good, at least in Berry’s perspective. It would be more like talking to a stone, which was why after telling them they’d be going back to the Plazarium, he didn’t wait for their response and made his way to the carriage. His decision wasn’t groundless, though. If ever they wanted a higher chance of moving closer to the forest, they have to bring with them a wielder who, likewise, could manage an almost invisible attack.