All Chapters of Lockers Orphanage: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

[Nowo's POV]Sometimes, there is another side to us that remains unknown until a certain event unfolds, revealing it to us. I wish a flower could stay as it is, but as it blooms, unexpected changes creep in, like poison conquering its petals down to its roots. I guess that is how it goes.I became so busy, focusing on becoming a complete and independent woman who could save the land from despair and chaos. In my pursuit of purpose, I forgot to pay attention to what is currently happening around me.I know it's too late for me to start over in the right way that I have learned just now. Another transformation happened to my body, and I finally knew the reason behind the sudden happenings. I was completely mad, and hatred pushed me to kill. Seeing the color of blood scattered around the gloomy place satisfies me. The hunger for creatures' death strangely takes over my whole body.My sword's appearance weirdly changes. The pure color of it is now slightly mixed with black, and the chains

[Narrator's POV]A strange feeling crept over their bodies the moment they reached the last stage of their test. Despite not arriving at the same time and being unable to finish the mission together, they remained joyful, anticipating the end of the questions and suffering they had endured.No troubles awaited them in the Lake of Aria, or so they believed. They were told that jumping into the center of the said lake would unlock the knowledge about their past, revealing their original appearances and magical powers.Jumping into the lake was never a hard task for them, but jumping into the eye of a strong whirlpool was.After passing the entrance to the lake on the other side of the long bridge, the guard instructed them on what to do. Each defender heard the instructions, including the directive to jump into the huge whirlpool after swallowing the crystals they got from the Jotnar."Let me jump in first!" Cordelia exclaimed, hopping towards the shore of the lake.Helios stopped her b

[Nowo's POV] "Can we talk?" The question startled me as I sat on my bed, the sound of the door hinge indicating someone's entrance. I hadn't expected him to be here, and part of me didn't feel like talking to anyone right now. But who am I to push someone away? I'm the daughter of darkness, and I don't have the right to do that. "It was never your fault to be born as his daughter. Never," he added. As I looked into his amber orbs, I felt nothing but sorrow. The room seemed to close in, the silence heavy with unspoken truths. "You don't have to pity me," I responded with a blank expression. "I don't need any of that, especially from you, Moha." It felt strange because I used to be happy and feel comforted whenever Moha tried to console me. However, his presence now made me feel mad, and it seemed hard to listen to his words, which used to be my calming spell. "Nowo," he called me, sitting beside me. Hearing my name from him for the first time since we discovered our real identity ga

[Lane's POV] I find myself grappling with guilt as I use Talaa as a false excuse to maintain a distance from my dear Nowo. The truth is, I yearn to step away, allowing Nowo the space to navigate life without my constant presence. It is a crucial lesson for her, and it will undoubtedly be challenging for both of us. In our role as guardians of the defenders, we hold a divine contract bestowed upon us by the God among Gods. Our mission is to care for the Orphans during their quest to reclaim our lives. We are mere spirits, drifting through the land, aiding them in completing their missions to secure our own redemption. However, once our duties are fulfilled, we are destined to depart from their side and return to our former lives. The weight of this realization didn't fully dawn on me when I first agreed to the contract, but now I find myself regretting that decision. Even though the possibility of our reunion lingers, I am haunted by the knowledge that my memories of her will gradual

[Narrator's POV]"I can't believe this! How come Nowo ranked the highest?" Luna exclaimed to her griffin, her voice tinged with disbelief and frustration, as she collapsed onto her bed."Why? Are you expecting to be in her place instead?" The griffin inquired, a mischievous tone underlying its words. "You didn't do anything impressive during the test other than making a huge mess," it teased, reveling in Luna's annoyance.Luna rolled her eyes, a gesture that conveyed both irritation and dismissal, and retorted, "Shut up, griffin."As Luna distanced herself from the others, a wave of genuine emotion swept over her. The unexpected announcement from the one-eyed man left her torn between the desire to vent her frustration and the need to conceal her vulnerability. She was reluctant to reveal this side to Moha."So, what's your plan, Luna? Are you planning to mess up with your chance once again?" The griffin needled her, sensing her internal struggle."I'm going to take her down. Even if