The news of the tragedy which occurred with the Blue Forsaken Sect spread like a wildfire in the roots of the martial arts world. Triggering many calm hearts. The martial arts world is finally caught in a huge storm after the fall of a great Clan, Shu Clan, and Blue Forsaken Sect and Linya's next prey is the Front Liberation Sect.The Sect was already aware of the upcoming catastrophe so they already started preparing for the war. Two stones were nothing against four but they were still organizing for the battle, but war was the second alternative.What was the first alternative?The first alternative was to settle down and make an agenda against Linya. Chiefs and Lords from different Sect and Clan will gather together and make a plan against Linya but Megara didn't understand one thing.Her uncle had an issue with the Blue Forsaken Sect which is now already half destroyed and it no longer possesses any stone. Why don't they just give the two stones which they possess back to Linya? T
The night before the conference.The moon was full and extra bright. After having dinner with her disciples, Megara was on her way to her room. Her mind was in upheaval once again. Evandros must be knowledgeable about the conference. What does he plan to do? He won't sit back and wait for the disaster to arrive at his door.He rather walks up to the disaster.There were fewer chances for things to go smoothly and more chances for things to get messed up. They were doing everything feasible to deter any catastrophe but deep down everyone knew they were standing on the stake of death.Uncle Zale will declare openly tomorrow that he has two stones in his possession. This alone can bring chaos but everyone knows uncle Zale would never do such a thing.Just she feels like she is skipping out on something. Half of the masters in the Sect also passed her looks...saying Evandros would demolish the Sect due to his personal beef with Megara. Of course, no disciple dare even gaze at her but sh
The Sect was bustling with disciples as usual, and regular activities were being executed but the elders weren't at the Scene. A little far from the Sect was the conference being held under the clear sky.The weather was freezing and the clouds looked heavy. The sun didn't shine today. Is it going to rain? Chiefs of Sects and Lords of different Clan, one by one enter the ground, settling down on their respective spots along with their respective followers. The place was huge with a big stone stage (throne). There were four long pillars and between those four long pillars was a fountain of Liquor. The ground was made out of expensive marble and at the back of the stage stood a huge marble pillar with 'Front Liberation Sect' carved on it. Along with that was the name of every Chief who took over the throne in the past.Everyone would whisper things to each other by the time a chief of a sect or a lord of a clan entered the ground. The atmosphere was tense, anything was anticipated, and
Not only green, not only red but black as well...she had all three stones resting on her palm.With a shaky breath, she stared at her palm in utter disarray as a deep frown was plastered on her features. An uproar rose at the conference once everyone was out of her magic. Some were staring at her palm while conversing with each other while some were yelling at her for using her magic on them but when they noticed the three stones on her palm, it triggered them.Megara was dumbfounded. So...this was his agenda."Megara?" She snapped her head up and noticed Evenor staring at her with sheer disappointment in his gaze. Her heart fell into the pit of her stomach as she stared at him shocked. Her lips trembled as she shook her head. He will believe her.Even back then he didn't leave her side.She stepped towards him but what she witnessed next had her spirit completely crushing. She felt like someone was clawing at her heart and her throat was hurting. She felt the rim of her eyes burni
He is the creator of this chaos."I will kill you, you bitch." The raging chief said and took out his sword. "Kill her." He commanded his man and with that, all of them lashed at her with their swords. Megara stood rooted to her feet, seeing those ragging men coming towards her, she did not step back nor did she use her magic. Evandros narrowed his gaze and cursed under his breath when he realized that he didn't mention that she was his mate...if he did they wouldn't lash at her due to his fear even though they knew they had no love between them.The sword was just inches away from her, even Agnes stepped back so the man could have better excess to kill her. But before the sword could touch her, a clashing force came against it, making the man almost fly away. Megara frowned...who would protect her? Her pupils dilated when she saw Master Shin standing in front of her. The rain heavily poured on them and it was hard to see. Megara's tears mixed up with the rain as she no longer held b
A WEEK LATER* The news spread across the oceans. The incident that transpired impacted many, especially the Front Liberation Sect. Where to begin telling? The destruction was hard to explain to everyone. Everyone was saddened by Master Shin's demise. The Sect was in Chaos, everywhere was the same topic being discussed.The renegade has been slaughtered.Some said she demolished herself.Some said she was shoved off the cliff by her lunatic soulmate.Whatever it was, she was dead for better. If she was alive someone else would have to kill her. In the end, she has to die no matter what. When her disciples were informed of her demise and betrayal, they didn't believe it and went to the conference ground. They found her respective sword there but not her body so, in the end, they were forced to believe that she was dead but they still didn't believe she betrayed them.All of them thought they would be kicked out of the Sect because Megara was dead plus she was known as a traitor so the
The ending of spring.The beginning of summer."PLEASE, WE DON'T KNOW, SPARE US, WE D-DON'T KNOW." A group of old men could be seen sitting on the dusty ground, sticking together while joining their hands up in a begging manner. Who were they pleading with? They were pleading with the group of men clothed in black surrounding them. They held swords in their hands and their faces were covered. One of them stepped forward and kicked the old man in his face, making his head bang on the dusty ground, blood spurting out from the corner of the old man's forehead. His friends immediately grabbed onto his shoulder, pulling him back towards themselves."If you don't have the black stone then you must know where it is. Look, old man, if you don't want us to set your little village on fire, you better spit the truth out." The man let out, raising his leg to boot the old man again but he halted midway. A gasp left the lips of those who were sitting on the ground while the ones standing around,
All these three years...what was he thinking?To give himself an excuse, he assumed his tears that day on the cliff was out of shock. He did love her once and wanted to eradicate her as well. He achieved his goal and she was gone eternally. He kept telling himself that he was a demon and he bears no heart, a demon doesn't cry. They are born to eradicate but then he found himself stopping the slaughtering of people for stones.In the end, he decided to go into seclusion.Within four walls, he meditated. Quit thinking but he can't seem to overlook her.Can she be even forgotten? He questioned himself.At the end of the day, when the sun was gone and the moon was up in the sky along with several twinkling stars, he stared at it for the longest time. Sitting under the tree, he recalled her. Stroking her thumb ring in his hand. Recalling her so much to the point he becomes anxious. What if she was blamed from the beginning?Just the thought of it makes his stomach twist and his heart s