THE HUNT: Bound to the sky のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

 “Those filthy dragons are the enemies.” That is what my maid always reminds me of every night before I go to bed, but as I grow up,“We are all created in equal,” They said, that it is making me wonder, how could a mere human rival a dragon?“We are more powerful than them,”---but why do we fear them then?“Once, they said humans and dragons walked the same ground together.”---What’s the point of this unending war then?“If we won’t hunt them down, they will.”---What if- *crackling fire* ---I guess they were nothing but monsters in the end. Before I could even notice, he was already near me, ready to pierce my neck, but I was able to dodge and jump back in pure instinct.Damn, he is fast.“How many souls did you manage to lead home today?” It was cold and yet,

The moment I woke up and recognized this old, lame stone ceiling, I knew I lose.My teeth gritted with anger as my hands clutched. Memories from yesterday elapsed in my mind, destroying my morning mood.“A pact, my ass!” I madly growled.Knowing this tainted blood running in my veins is a curse enough, now you think some lame pact could stop me?Eat that crap.I woke up and dressed myself in my uniform, ready for some scolding. As I tied a clean white bandage on my tampered wrist, an expected presence entered the room.“Your highness,” Arabelle, a maid, greeted me with a humble bow. Whenever I hear that title, I feel myself being suffocated.“General,” I corrected with a sigh before I pulled my long auburn hair together, tying them with a simple white ponytail.“His Majesty is waiting for your presence.” She formally informed with her normal tone. I only gave her a nod before pass

The grand day has come.Colorful buntings, lanterns, and posters decorated every house and street, and the castle was lit as the sun is about to set.Several carriages await at the entrance as the Nobles enter the great hall.As I got in into the main hallway, murmurs and giggles muddled in the empty atmosphere. Maids, mistresses, and visitors, they sure do talk a lot.They had been talking about finding a partner for tonight, pathetic.Instead of being stuck in this crowded place, I would rather do some safe-keeping job before the party starts. As I wore my same old lame uniform today, I walked out of the hall, towards the supervision area.“A dragon was insight,” I heard from a messenger inside the tent, “By the border.” He added.And that is where the fun starts.Alone, I rode towards the outskirts, looking for any sign of the sighted demon. I want to see that dragon myself before the army catches it.

“How dare you fail to show up yesterday, Rhys.” Fiona furiously probed as she fixes my hair at a bench by the garden. I was meant to be scolded today either, but with my aunt around, I managed to avoid that, yet sadly, they dismissed me from my hunting job and must remain inside the walls once again.---since I so-callingly broke an important protocol.“Ouch,” I softly mumbled when she accidentally pulled my hair a bit too harsh. Involuntarily, my gaze traveled upon my bandaged hands, resting on my lap. Then, it slowly averted onto this thin, white, average-length dress that my aunt forced me to wear today.How unpleasant“Look at you, you are growing old.” She madly spat with the voice I could hardly recognize, “Do not wait for love to find you and just go on, MARRY someone and leave this crappy place.”“Yeah, and be stuck with some crappy guy too, huh,” I coldly responded. She didn&rsquo

 Fierce untamed flames and flailing dreadful screams became my everyday bedtime story. It creeps into my mind, corrupting my once lively dreams into nightmares. I tried to bury it all deep down into my guts yet it only kept resurfacing, pleading to be released from this benighted prison of misery and sorrow, wishing to see the so-called light one more time.I realized I was the one foolish on that part. That these dark cold demons inside me crave for the warmth of the light even though they know they would perish, and I obliged them from that due to the fact that I cannot just let things go.Just because I am afraid to remember, I am afraid to feel too much. I have prolonged my agony for so long that it clouded me from recognizing freedom.After all those terrible years of being alive, I decided to let it go. I faced my demons head-on with the courage that I could muster. I devoted myself to ending this century-year-old suffering of mine once and fo