"T-the p-prophecy of our beloved forest's f-fall..." the servant finally spoke, "has begun!"
Yuvera instantly stood up from her flowery throne with wide eyes. Still in the state of shock and fear, she then ask the servant for confirmation.
"Are you certain?" Came her melodic voice that is being mix with terror.
"W-we are certain, your majesty." The servant answered. "The oracle have already confirmed that the 'Mistress of Destruction' have already stepped foot to our f-forest."
"Don't tell me..."
"Y-yes, my Goddess." The servant stuttered. "The girl whom named Mayari is the one who will upbring our e-end."
"Long hair that is as dark as the starless night, sun-kissed skin that glow under the sun's warm ray, and dark brown eyes that is as cold as ice and as deep as a neverending abyss that will swallow the moon's light." The servant told.
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The sound of the of the rushing cold river echoed throughout the nearby surrounding as it continued to deliver its strong yet gentle current down its endless stream. Then the river was suddenly mixed with a light tint of red. Evan shudder at the feeling of his skin coming in contact with the icy water, freshly taken from the coursing river in front of him. Even so, he beared with it, his wounds are not bleeding anymore but he needs to clean it to prevent infection, along with the dried trace of blood that is sticking uncomfortably in his skin. At the same time, Mayari was looking for firewoods nearby. Light rain of snow covered the sky with clouds and snowflakes as Mayari ignored the pain in her back and neatly stack the pile of woods under a tree with lush white leaves. Evan said he would take care of the fire so she didn’t bother to try and rub a stick that will take her ages due to the cold. Instead, she went to the river to try and catch some fish. Only t
“Can you freeze this river, Mayari?” Evan asked as he gazed to the other side of the watercourse.They have been travelling south since dawn and the rain of snow continued to descend above them, bringing more cold to the icy breeze. Regardless, Mayari and Evan resumed their travel to find an exit. They know they are not safe anywhere in this curse forest.Without a word of answer, Mayari step closer to the rushing river and crouched as she took off her one of her gloves and placed her palm to the cold water, freezing it solid to make a bridge for them to pass through to the other side.“Done.” Mayari bluntly informed as she stood up.Evan was the first one to take a step on the ice, tapping his feet several times on the platform with force, to make sure that the bridge is hard enough for both of them to step on.After taking a few cautious steps in the ice, he then extended his hand towards Mayari, who only stared at him wit
The flame continued to spiral, melting the snow nearby and burning everything it touch. Izen step forward and tried to freeze the fire with his ice but before it could near the storm of flames, it already melted from the heat of the embers that scattered in the hot atmosphere.Izen tried again but when his ice melted once more, a fireball was then sent towards him. The attack was fast and powerful that it broke through Izen’s shield. He got blasted from his ground with burns, and laid unconscious above the snow that he landed.More fireballs are released from the spiraling flames but none of the fire successfully penetrated Yuvera’s shield as she stayed unamazed and displeased in her throne.“Such power…” she commented. “But that isn’t enough to vanquish a God like me!”Yuvera then sat up and slashed her arm as waves of large ices endlessly emerged from the snow-covered ground, striding their way towards th
The soft melody of a flute, gentle filled the snowy terrain of the forest’s border, where a group of elves gathered to present their offering for the spirits to grant them an audience.The flute’s song continued to play as the sound of drums and strings joined in, creating a beautiful harmony of music. Soon the jingle of bells chimed along as the dancers’ dance with the rhythm of the melody, swaying under the light shower of white snow.Lady Livian Yesenia, the Great Eleven Priestess of Nature, stood in front of the ritual as she offered a sacred branch to the forest, gently laying it on the pure white snow.“O great spirits of the Yuver Forest,” she chanted. “O bless us with your presence for we yearned to know thy well-being of her majesty, the beautiful Forest Goddess Yuvera.”“May our request be granted. In return, I shall personally lend a hand and sacrifice my own life in commitment for thy forest to flourish. Just answer my call, O great spirits.”As the elves ritual goes on, S
The cold wind blew throughout the snowy forest, scattering away the snow dust that once was a goddess. The snow dust then glided with the winter breeze like tiny petals of a flower, then faded away into the white void as its existence finally vanished for eternity.A few feet away, stood Mayari with heaving breaths. The stunt she did drained all her strength that the knife in her hand clank below as it slip from her grasp.After exhaling cloud of fog, her weak knees buckled down and she fell to the icy floor with a thud due to exhaustion, though, she was able to stay awake despite her worse condition.She was crowned as the victor for defeating Yuvera. The Goddess' fall, is her success. However, to Mayari, she hasn't truly won yet, unless she make it out alive from the forest she is trapped in.Meanwhile, in the deadly hold of the blood-stained branches, Evan's blood continued to drip from his open wounds as he struggled to break free and stay conscious.Evan could see Mayari's collap
Evan's blue eyes widened in surprise and confusion upon seeing Mayari with red crimson irises. However, not only her deep brown eyes changed, also her night black hair turned silvery white that seems to dimly glow like a crescent moon. She wore a red dress, accompanied by a black cloak that hung in her figure. "How did you enter this place?" She coldly asked with the same voice and tone like Mayari. Her indifferent stare are oddly identical, as she stare right through his eyes with a poker face. Evan tried to reply but the thorns are still tightly wrapped in his mouth, keeping it shut. Mayari then snapped her fingers and the thorns loosen until it snake away from Evan's mouth. "Mayari?" As soon as the thorns retreated, the prince immediately blurted out with uncertainty. "Not quite." She replied. Now Evan is assured that she wasn't her, although, what does she mean by her reply. "If you are not Mayari, then may I know who you are?" Evan asked with wariness in his tone. "You do
After walking for hours that seems like eternity, Evan couldn't believe that he arrived back to the dead tree that overlooked the gloomy lake. Like a loop, the world he is in won't go anywhere but this certain place.Everything else are just dry grasses, below the cloudy heaven that threatened to rain, yet no drops of water showered the thirsty leaves.The cold breeze blew here and there, piercing through Evan's thick clothes and crawling in his skin, the feeling of it never failed to make him shiver.He walked for a long time but he never did felt the tiredness cling to his body. Nor did he felt the thirst for water and the hunger for food. His wounds have long healed and he felt not a single ounce of pain, it was like he is immortal in this realm of unknown.Evan continued until he reached the lake where he once left. Mayari is still in her spot staring into nothing while her strange clone is standing right behind her, watching her like a hawk.Evan was about to approached them when
Shadows lingered from every dark corners of the stone walls as Mayari and Helen, along with Sir Eyron, the warden, descended in the dimly lit stairway that leads to the underground dungeon.Instead of flaming torches, blue glowing crystals are attached against the rough walls. And it have identical symbols engrave in its smooth surface. Along the way, it gives a faint glow that is enough to light up the path but not to chase away the lingering darkness.Their footsteps continued to echo in the surrounding as their shoes repeatedly collide to the hard pavement of the stairs that seems to go on with no end, making Mayari wonder of how deep is this dungeon."If you wouldn't mind, may I ask you something personal, Ms. Revinyr?" Sir Eyron broke the silence that accompanied their descend."Please address me with my given name." Helen politely insisted. "My family name is too formal for my liking and as for your question, it depends.""Well then, Ms. Helen." He cleared his throat. "You are a