Just yesterday, my phone was dead and has to restore to revive. Sadly the rest of a new and fresh files that I didn't thought to save on my archive of a gmail will lose for good along the process, so I didn't do the restoration and just wait for miracle to happen. I was deeply demotivated. But I able to freshen my mind and do this update once for awhile. I just thought that maybe there's chance to revive the dead without restoring the memories within it. Anyway, happy reading! I just thought of this update to inspire to what just happen to my one and only tool of writing. So now, I have to wish for a miracle. Oh gosh! 🚣🏻
I bury my face in my palm. I can feel the heat covered my paled face as I ran away with a screeching scream. I just like teleported from the deepest of my subconsciousness and it was one of embarassing to witness him looking as if I was some sort of bizzare creatures in the dark. Having able to move and think on my own, I didn't hesitate to leave that annoying child behind.A child... I laughed away the shame in my heart. What's I'm even thinking right now? There's certainty in me though that realized why do I let myself drawn to the deepest of his eyes. He may looks like child, however, my mind couldn't let go the face of that man that I saw in him. And I just thought strangely that it was him!I really gotten out of my mind...“Sis!” a familiar voice of that woman stop my overflowing thought. I gasped to find that I'm facing the same hallway. The woman was there, looks of confusion and curiousity evidents in her eyes. “C-cynthia,” I gulped when my voice echoed out to coming back
Third Person POV Everything, from the moment Altara wakes up in the palace and to the moment she confront that woman in the hallway, someone dress in bloody rob watched the goings on. This man stood highly and couldn't grasped to what this recurring situation that unexpected. His expression was those of a shock. “That,” his heart tremble. He look closely to the fragments in the wall, looking to the thing that shine bright with unusual color that was a mix of blood, dark and blue like sky. Shockingly, there's a gleam of glory in his eyes as he exclaimed, “The Detector Sword!” Altara catching her breath this time, blood spatteted like river from her mouth. She staggered backward, away from the one who stab the Detector Sword to the deepest of her heart. Just as she fell in her knees, he felt his heart stabbed and he groaned so loud that shelves shivered around. “What...” His hands tightened to fist and he clenched his teeth, as if he realize something that he never know exist. And r
Bloody. The line up of the men in black was a gunt of a sight. No matter how one will see the situation was such a funny thing. They were ferocious with a reason, yet they freeze to move the moment the darkness lifted like a weeds in the farm field. Or was it the whole City? Whatever the certainty, the scene was so bloody. As darkness lifted, the bloody cops turn into a pieces of gore. Their flesh and blood color the surface that once dry and dead as ash. It was such a glorious sight for one who overseer the bloody war. “That was an easy defeat. What a pity,” the thunderous of voice filled the area accompanied by the laugher that was hair-raising. “Bloody cops, what a loser you are becoming. Father surely disapppointed this time, isn't he?” The laughter continued that this woman has long been hold back for almost eternity. It wasn't thunder nor soft, it was such an eerie that coming from the deepest of her soul. Shockingly, her mouth didn't even open this whole time! And yet t
I never expected the young prince to nod in agreement. I almost lose my breathing but I able to hold on. Inside me doubt everything. Is he really neee my treatment? “Your wound doesn't seem so bad,” I said while looking to his chest. He look at me as if I am some sort of specimen. “You think so?” I clear my throat and look away. “I mean you are strong young prince. You are the future of the palace, so what's a mere wound could do terrible to your sacred body?” “I see,” he nodded and look away. His eyes shut up that I found myself looking intently in his paled face. He looks fine, yet he moan as if in a massive pain. That started after he nodded his understanding to what I'm saying. So I'm kind of doubting, he was exaggerating. “You are a prince for a reason,” I tells him with my consoling voice and tapped his shoulder. “You can heal naturally. I'll pray for that to happened.” His eyes snap to open, annoyed for some reason. “Heartless,” he cross his arms, eyeing me as if I am so
I find myself waking in my room. It was such a sight that brought me on my knees when a glass-door shone bright in colors that made me blink for sore. “You're awake,” a thunderous voice stop me from opening my eyes and find myself rub it as hard as possible. I must gotten mad! “You alright?” It softened and I almost lost the remaining strength to go pretending I am crazy to think there's some sort of bitch inside my room. It was a familiar voice and a familiar feeling brought upon. It sent enormous waves of shivering cold that destructive to my well-being. She moves around and her every footsteps was like a screeching axe that ready to hit me. And was so hair-raising that I startled to step back. Her shadow tells me she goes around and scan for something, and she didn't focus all the attention on me. Which I instantly brought upon myself as opportunity to calm and device the idea of trapping this bitch for my own advantage. I kind of thinking the event in the hallway, it still b
Third Person POV The freezing winds shivered the one who walk neared the lake. His face paled, his lips trembled yet he wouldn't dare to stay and find shelter to the cave in the distant he never mind. Or was he even aware of what's around him, the lake that silently freezing and the cave that grown fat in this freezing world that long forgotten. Every second, a sigh can be heard. His eyes change from dark to blood every now and then, and shockingly right now it fill with the color only can sight in a summer sky. It takes only for a shivering wind to vanish the colors, as if those of a summer season that forgotten. It remain for a dark one, which side can sight the remain of a blood. He shivered as if to wake up from a deep nightmare. His paled face horrored to look around, eyes widened. “This...” He shuddered when he realize where he was and what does it even mean. He can only smile bitterly when he remember. “So the highly being as myself was discarded by the witch...?” he said
I have never been in the Library that the King design himself. Cynthia determine the location for me and tell me everything that I should have learn the moment I awakened. She didn't explain though what this so called awakened, but I have this guesses that I would rather embrace than to be replace by some sort of a bizzare of history that Cynthia been trying to especulate the moment we realize we are harmless to each other.“You try to avoid this, yet didn't even know how the world really is revolving?” She eyed me suspiciously after I stop her from talking about the existence of this world. I find it strange though. Why would someone such myself listen to the history she trying to say?“Was I'm less aware or just slow you send me to this high-end of facility-” My words stop midair and can only shut my eyes when her face turned into a block of ice.“You sure are unpredictable,” she said, fail to contain the frustration in her voice. In turn, I eyed her suspiciously too, as if she was
It's no secret that the King's have more than a hundred concubine. Not to mention having each of them bearing more than one offspring. The King surely preserving his bloodline. Duch and Duchess, who prefer to commited to only one spouse, thought the King device something far from the knowledge of this world. Threatened, they discreetly hinted the concubine 'that lies to forbidden is a way to the father's heart'. And the library was the long been forbidden place that the concubine thought was the place of knowledge of the likes of the king. Discreetly, every concubine device a plan to not be caught doing something out of the order. Infiltrating a forbidden library never been in their knowledge as an act of treason, and they proceed to the plan without too much thought of it. Plastered in their faces was excitement, thought that it's one of the King's mystery that waited to be discover, and that it was device by the King's itself to begin with. They aren't even competed enough to hide