Layers of protection around the house were gone, and the silver fronds were nowhere to be found either. A strong tide of loss washed over her soul as Miracle walked in, her eyes reddening. His memory clung to every corner, stirring a deep pang of regret within her.
The regret of failing to protect him.
"I wish you were here with us, Hayden. I wish you could see how we defeated the evils. I wish you could see how the world is right now. I wish..." She held back her tears. "I had protected you..."
“I wish I had been there to save you, Mr. Watson, just like you did to me."
Melvin moved in closer, his fingers gently intertwining with hers. She tightened her grip, her broken gaze, clouded with unshed tears, pouring out shades of guilt and sorrow she had for her half-mortal father.
"I miss him, Melvin."
He patted her head and pulled her in
-Long Sheng Jie, Realm of Dragons-'But to them, we are creatures that only exist in fairy tales.'She slashed her tail across the blue sky, shutting out the familiar whisper from distracting her mind.Higher than the birds could reach, encircled by intricate webs of fluffy clouds, a majestic castle sat on a colossal, floating boulder. Baby plant elves chuckled as they flew above the tiny yellow filaments of magnolias along the verge. Teal seeds of irises glistened in a rhythmic flow, displaying their thousand years of rich nourishment. Into the tranquil ambiance, the silver ferns, Soulless Sonder, released another puff of swirl from the tips of their fronds, steadily increasing the fine networks of divine air floating around.This was where she lived. A place where she once thought everything was as perfect as it seemed to be until she was exposed to the harsh truth.She was just a whelp when she first learned about the existence of Ring of Mortality—a transcendent wheel enclosing an
-Watson Soons Residence, 2019-Hopping down the empyrean loop after peeking through several times, Miracle found herself in an unfamiliar land. As the loop vanished behind her, she took in her surroundings. The warm sensation of wild grasses, coupled with a wave of sea-scented air, greeted her. Her shoes were gone, and the layers of her silky garments had transformed into a set she had no connection with—a pink cotton T-shirt and a pair of black ripped jeans. She touched her head. Her silver chains were no longer on her too. 'So this is the version of their world,' she muttered inwardly, recalling the lessons she had learned about humans."Good day." A deep voice snapped her to her senses. "Here, wear these." He placed the jelly flip-flop next to her bare feet."T-Thanks..." She lifted her eyes to the middle-aged man standing before her. "And you are?""Amenxious. I’m Hayden Watson, the TinXi who has been guarding here for decades," he said, giving her a slight gentlemanly bow.TinXi,
The first day as a disguised human. The first day as a Stellaerian.The first day of the beginning of everything."Keep your identity well hidden, white dragon," Miracle muttered, adjusting the little red bow tie on her uniform. "As long as I'm not exposed, everything will be all right.""Miracle! You done?" Lyn shouted from the bottom floor."Just a second!"As soon as she walked down the stairs, the smell of flour and vanilla extract wafted to her nose. She sniffed. It was something she wasn't used to smelling.Hayden gestured for her to come over. Grabbing two slices of bread from the toaster, he coated each with a generous amount of peanut butter. Watching his hand move to the empty plate at her seat, only then did she understand the pieces were meant for her. Miracle pulled out the chair, exhaling a silent sigh. She wanted to refuse the meal. Such mortal food—she barely had one in her thousand years of life.Dragons didn't eat sandwiches or drink milk; they rarely ate. But if they
"Third one. We need to hurry up," Kingsley said as he roamed the dim-lit streets with Lyn.Blue eddies surfaced around Lyn's spearpoint blade, forming a spiritual connection with the fiery presence of his Timeless Flare. Rime topped his skin, and the blood in his veins was starting to freeze. But he sensed no pain. The next second, a fleeting hint of blue flickered across his eyes as an intense heat swept through his body, seamlessly melding with the icy energy from Lyn's sword. Forged by the same swordsmith, these swords opposed one another if one existed for a different purpose. Stained with thick marks of blood and tears, Deathless Ice and Timeless Flare bore an indomitable will to serve their owners faithfully until death did part them.Kingsley shuffled through the bushes, leaped up the trees, and hopped down into the tunnels. He scanned the surroundings. Everywhere was eerily dark. Most of the shops were closed, and the only lights brightening up the whole area were the ones ope
When Miracle reached home, she slung her bag off her shoulders and marched toward the backyard, to the deeper barrier set within the house compound. She swiped her hand through the air, and within seconds, a shimmering aqueous layer materialized before her. She stepped in. With another wave of her arm, the barrier dissipated into thin air, leaving no trace of its existence.Perfectly camouflaged.This was the innermost layer of the barrier Hayden created on the first day she arrived.Inhaling a deep, long breath, she let it out—the beast she had held captive for days.Right then, a pure white dragon engulfed the shape of the "human" goddess, taking over the black colors in her eyes. Gleaming carp scales manifested on her body, sending a tranquil touch along her nerves. Deer-like horns, fangs, and claws gracefully emerged, refining themselves as they sensed powerful traces of divinity from the silver fronds—the external protections—responding to her presence. Too thirsty to be embraced
The sea roared with fury, its waves crashing relentlessly against the shore, challenging the level of the land. Fallen leaves were scattered hastily about, carried by the wind's relentless force. Bins stationed at every street corner toppled over, spilling their contents onto the roads, further exacerbating the existing mess.The choice Hayden and Miracle were about to make seemed to have angered nature.When the twins saw a stranger at their doorstep, their expressions darkened, especially when they caught sight of the brutal condition of his chest. No explanation was needed. It was clear that the person had been attacked by Mynheex. What worried them was not the attack but the fact that he was still alive.On top of that, bringing a mortal into their house wasn't a smart choice. True, their house was indeed a place to stay. But at the same time, it was a hideout for dragons to complete their missions in this world.A place meant to be kept away from humans.Standing with legs apart,
The distant echoes of the school bell and morning announcements reached their ears. While stepping out of the house, the Watsons exchanged glances, knowing that reaching Stellaerio in another twenty seconds was simply impossible. Well, mortals definitely wouldn't make it on time.But none of them were.Two TinXi. One dragon. Good enough.With a deep breath, they lifted their legs to a perfect ninety-degree angle and dashed forward. Their movements were swift, leaving behind only a blur as they sliced through the air.The security guard had just given the rusty gate one last tug before he headed back to the guardhouse to enjoy his freshly brewed mocha latte. In fact, his hand was still on the lock when the Watsons leapt over the barrier, landing on the opposite ground.A sudden gust of wind swept through, snatching the guard's black cap and revealing the messy strands atop his half-bald head. Shocked, he turned around to check the time, only to see the minute hand move to 7:30 a.m. a f
They killed him. They killed his buddy!Kingsley crouched by his bed, his fingers trembling as he slid open the wooden memory box he treasured. When his gaze settled on a particular photo, nostalgia flooded over him, sweeping him into a whirlwind of emotions.His stream leaked.That was the first surprise birthday party Peter held for him.The photo said it all—whipped cream smeared everywhere, chocolate cake smashed flat on the table, with Peter standing behind Kingsley, holding another lump of cream in his hand. Lyn was at the side, joining their friend for another cream attack on her brother.Everybody was happy. Nobody was leaving."I'm sorry, Kingsley." Miracle broke the silence after staying in his room for the past fifteen minutes."You know what he said here?" Running his fingers across the picture, he traced the features of his late friend. "He said, 'Oh, come on, Kingsley! Birthday cakes aren't meant to be eaten. They're meant to be ruined for greater happiness!’..."Kingsley
Layers of protection around the house were gone, and the silver fronds were nowhere to be found either. A strong tide of loss washed over her soul as Miracle walked in, her eyes reddening. His memory clung to every corner, stirring a deep pang of regret within her.The regret of failing to protect him."I wish you were here with us, Hayden. I wish you could see how we defeated the evils. I wish you could see how the world is right now. I wish..." She held back her tears. "I had protected you..."“I wish I had been there to save you, Mr. Watson, just like you did to me."Melvin moved in closer, his fingers gently intertwining with hers. She tightened her grip, her broken gaze, clouded with unshed tears, pouring out shades of guilt and sorrow she had for her half-mortal father."I miss him, Melvin."He patted her head and pulled her in
Her tears came falling down like rain. She did stop the war, but not the separation. The scene turned harder to bear when Maddie, too, was distorting in shape. He raised his hand and stepped back, stopping them from getting any closer.'Don't,' he mouthed.He had sought his revenge, and now he was ready to go.'It's time to meet my brother.' His voice echoed, distant and fragile, as the last solid piece of him dissolved away.Born as a fallen angel, one shall die as a fallen angel—this was the principle Arlyaen planted in them since the day they were born."Don't go?" Miracle whimpered, her voice barely more than a broken whisper as her tears slid through the fading form she could no longer hold onto."I'm sorry..." Melvin pulled her to him for one last deep, soulful kiss."I love you, Melvin," she uttered. “I’m sorry that I kept you waiting."He smiled faintly. “It’s worth the wait.”“I…”"Never did I know what warmth was until you melted my heart of stone, Miracle." His eyes misted o
At the back of her tongue, their blood surprisingly merged. Miracle drew in her brows. Something was awakening deep inside her, stirring a strange, fresh vitality.She sensed it. Her scars were healing, and her energy was recharging.As lightning rumbled across the tenuous clouds, it illuminated the pearl with a dazzling brilliance. Breaking away from their kiss, Miracle arched her body and gazed intently into the sky, as if the heavens themselves were reaching out to her.The glowing pearl floated from Melvin's palm, reaching for her chest, into the spot where it used to sit. Miracle jerked; her hands clenched into fists. Every part of her muscle contracted as her damaged blood vessels reconnected. They glimmered and wove back together, branching out in a frenetic dance and surging eagerly toward the pearl.Under the bright rays of the moon, her horns glinted. A wave of numbness washed over her soul. Her chest rose and fell with uneven breaths, each one more strained than the last. Fo
Any deeper was going to hurt her. He threw the poniard away. He couldn't do it. Not to her. "Don't do this to me..." he begged, pressing the pearl against her scaly chest. "Get in... Get in, please." But it wasn't obeying. "UGH! Damn it!" Melvin pulled her closer and buried his face in her neck, knowing it would only cause her more pain if he were to continue pushing it. "D-Damn it…" He raised his head and stared up above, hating the fact that the dragon girl in his arms was fading away. The night sky was in total darkness, resembling the loss of hope in marking an end to the recurring cycle. Right in the middle of the woods was the happening that mortals were never going to believe. Melvin sensed defeat. Nothing turned out as planned. The protectors of peace… were losing. Arlyaen walked to them, conjuring an electrified plasma ball in his hand. It was enlarging, giving off blinding sparks as the coruscating filaments extended from the center. "Owning the mortal wo
Now, a breath was all it needed to expose their whereabouts."Hyntece, you promised me you'd never be like Lryke. You said regaining status as an angel is what you've been dreaming of all this while,” Arlyaen said. There was a strong note of threat in his words."Show yourself, traitor!" Vyre lashed the underbrush around in a frenzy."Come back to me, my child." Arlyaen wrinkled his nose to sniff out the presence of his own member. "Only I can grant that dream of yours."Miracle craned her neck, trying to get a glimpse of the unfolding scene. Startled, Melvin quickly pressed her down, a finger to his lips, urging her to stay low.But that was it.The next second, a violent squall hastily swept in their direction, thrusting the grasses around them away. Miracle couldn’t help but slacken her jaw at the real appearance of the lord of fallen angels. His lids were topped with slimy scales. Streaks of thin vermilion branched to every corner of his reddened eyes, highlighting the deadly gla
Arlyaen jerked his hand slightly to the left, and the dagger swished past Melvin's bruised cheek, hitting the rock at the back. For a brief second, it seemed as if time had stopped.Until the screechy laugh sliced through the oppressive silence.He had won the deal.Red chains on Melvin's head clinked as he struggled to push his body up from the ground. He flashed the white dragon a terrified stare, his cracked lips quivering to speak."You shouldn't have thought that you had an option from the very beginning," Arlyaen said with strong hatred laced in his voice, "white dragon."Miracle avoided his eyes, guilt washing over her soul. She knew she was officially repeating the sin her mother had committed. For a fallen angel, she was going to betray her species, her mission, and the entire of Long Sheng Jie.The evil lord snapped his fingers. One of the hundreds of thumping capsules clicked open, dropping a raw heart into his hand—his fifth bloody meal, as far as she could remember."Let's
"Wait a little longer," he said to the twins in his office. "Wait? We don't have any more time to waste, Mr. Vincent!" Lyn exclaimed. The room fell into pin-drop silence again. Frowning, Beck took off his specs and cleaned them with the cloth he took from the drawer. Blueness in his eyes was exposed. Though he looked calm, no one knew how unsettled he was at the moment. Miracle was in Arlyaen's hands. Whether she was alive or dead was still uncertain. He knew better than anyone else that they should be on their move and not sit back and do nothing like now. But he was waiting for someone. "I don't care. Even if it's going to cost me my life, I'm going to storm their f*cking territory and bring back Miracle!" Lyn clenched her fists and shoved Kingsley's hand away as he tried to pull her back.Right then, a knock on the door broke the tension growing in the air. "Maybe I can be of some help."Hearing that, Beck loosened his stiff shoulders, a faint smile tugged at the corners of his
The sharp pain on her wet chest jerked her awake. Miracle darted her eyes around, only to be shocked by the clanks from her limbs tied to the trunk of an oak tree. The metal shackles on her drained her energy every time she tried to break them apart. Red impulses flowing along the tree weakened her cultivation. The dimly lit atmosphere laced with clamminess told her that this was somewhere she never wanted to be."Love has always been my best friend." The cold, hard voice came through before he walked into her view. "Because of love, I've never lost."His steps echoed, reverberating through the cave’s damp walls. She tensed as what happened last night came flooding the back of her mind—from discovering Nancy in the toilet to getting caught in their net and everything in between. When Arlyaen finally stood in front of her, icy shudders ran down her spine as her gaze fell on the increased number of claret chains on his head. Half of them were from yesterday.From her friends who were sti
"MELVIN!" Lyn roared and pounced on him. Expressionless, he cast his hand in her direction, sending Lyn hurtling through the air. She landed with a painful thud, her face contorted in agony as she scrambled to her feet. The blast continued to surge from behind and charge at her. She squeezed her eyes tight. It was too late to defend. But just as she thought she was going to be flung into the air again, the force halted. She turned around, her broken gaze filled with incredulity. Her lips trembled from trying to choke back her tears when tastes of betrayal, defeat, and loss blended together at the back of her tongue. Her steps swayed, tumbling her to the ground once more. Specks of dust rushed into her nose as she struggled to breathe."Don't do this to her," Lyn pleaded between gasps. "That's Miracle, Melvin. It's Miracle… Please, let her go…”For a split second, she was certain there was a moment of Melvin reflected in his ebony eyes before he looked away.“Nice job, my fallen angel