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It was a painful process. Gwen didn’t know what’s was happening to her, neither could she explain the pain that flowed through her body. She had simply sat down and remained still as Marc had told her to, and listened as he began muttering some words. “Arrrgh!” She screamed, unable to remain silent anymore. The pain was too intense and it felt like it was eating her from the inside. “Just hold on dear, she heard Hesper say. “Everything would soon be over.” She gritted her teeth and took in the pain, trying not to concentrate on it and instead fall into the rising crescendo of Marc’s voice. Finally, just when she began thinking that the pain might never be over, the doctor stopped and she collapsed on her seat with relief. “Is she okay?” Sheryl asked with a soft voice. “She will be.” Marc said. “I’ll take her to her room.” Hesper said, walking over to her. Marc simply nodded. Gwen felt herself being lifted up. She barely had the strength to ask about what had happened, and all t
She was not the first person to say this, and to find it actually true, left him in a confused state. Tyron forced a smile, but still couldn’t come up with something to say. “Is something wrong?” Gwen asked, frowning slightly. Tyron shook his head. “It’s just weird, that’s all.” He said simply. “Can you please tell me more about this Stev? What was he like?” “The best man I had ever placed my eyes on.” Gwen replied, smiling dreamily. “He was my first love, and I might have ended up with him, had Prince Luther not interfered.” At that, she frowned. Tyron gulped. “What do you mean?” “Prince Luther was obsessive about me. He didn’t want me in a relationship with anyone, and even went as far as to threaten me with the lives of my parents should I consider it. But I was already in love with prince Stev. And we had communicated several times after I started my work as prince Luther’s personal maid.” It was a bit weird hearing his father being addressed as prince. Made one wonder just h
A few days passed since Gwen had her wings. Since that day, she had been having problems lying on her back, and when she moved her wings she still felt a strange sensation run down her body.“Don’t worry.” Tyron had said comfortingly. “As time goes on, you will get used to it. It’s all about moving the muscle of your wings, like one would move an arm.”She still felt uncomfortable carrying out that action, but it had became easier for her. That day, Marc had decided to teach her how to use her powers. They were all in his office, watching while he looked for a book he claimed could help her.“I can always help you know.” Tyron said. “I am from that realm after all.”They all turned to look at him. “How are you sure your method would work?” Sheryl asked. “I do understand that though your powers might be similar, they are also very different.” Pointing to Gwen, she continued. “Gwen here got her powers thanks to the goddess of the dark realm. The Goddess of the dark realm brought her so
Since Gwen finally got ahold of how to use the spells, she has been practicing non stop. Marc and Hesper has gotten her a huge bag of blood, one that was enough to last her for a long time as she only needed a pinch to carry out most of the spells. “You might need much one day,” Marc has said when practicing with her. “A time would come when you will have to use a big spell, and a small amount of blood wouldn’t be enough.” One day, she was practicing when she suddenly fell down, screaming in pain. Her face was on fire, almost like someone was dragging a knife through it. When she was done, she lay on the floor gasping in pain. Sheryl was the first to find her and when she saw how Gwen looked like, horror overtook her features. “A dark lily,” she whispered, her voice hoarse. Gwen fell unconscious after that. When she woke up, Sheryl told her that the dark lily was one of the most powerful plants in their kingdom. As it has to do with rebirth, she can literally bring someone back to
Gwen walked out of her room and went to Marc's office where Sandra sat. Once Sandra took a proper look at her, her eyes widened."Gwendolyn? Is that you?" She stood up from where she sat and tried getting closer to Gwen but was instantly stopped at the sound of Tyron's voice."What are you doing here?" he asked, panting heavily. "How did you find me?""Well you haven't kept a low profile since you arrived, so," she shrugged. "Leave," he demanded, his voice serious. "I do not want you here."Sandra frowned. "That's not very nice of you. I came over to see you and you want to throw me out?" she looked at Gwen. "Besides, it looks like you just discovered something interesting. You can't let go of me now.""Watch me," he said, moving to drag Sandra. "What are you doing? Let go of me!" she screamed, removing her hand from his hold."What do I have to do so you can leave me alone?" Tyron screamed, rounding off at her. This time, genuine fear appeared in Sandra's eyes. "Tyron, what's wron
Gwen woke up with a severe headache. She stood up, massaging her aching head as she looked around, trying to figure out where exactly she was. She was outside, and it looked like a hidden area where none hardly ever passed. The now familiar night sky told her that she was still in the Zruch realm.How did she get here? she wondered. the last thing she remembered was meditating, and then Sheryl coming to visit her...Sheryl... that's it.She remembered the malevolent look etched on her friend's face, and no matter how much she thought of it, she was very sure that face wasn't of her friend. something about it didn't just feel right."Finally, your awake." a voice said, breaking her out of her musing. Gwen quickly turned around to face the voice, immediately on high alert."Sandra." She said, recognizing the form that walked towards her. The female grinned maliciously, and Gwen frowned deeply."Where is Sheryl?" she asked. "What have you done to her?""Oh, nothing much. Just put her to s
They all stared at her in shock."What do you mean you left her for dead?" Sheryl asked. "You killed her?""I don't know!" Gwen exclaimed, her earlier fear rising in her. "I truly don't know. Once I saw that she was bleeding, it was like another thing took over me. I reveled in her suffering, and wanted her to bleed more.""Oh no," Marc said, and Hesper shook his head sadly."What is that expression?" Sheryl asked, looking at him. "Is there something we don't know?""We forgot about this," Marc said, slapping his head. "Since our powers deal with the night and the blood, the people of the Zruch realm can be extremely bloodthirsty, and this is heightened when fighting.""Gwen was simply overcome by her powers that's all," Hesper said calmly. "It's not a big deal.""It's not a big deal?" Gwen exclaimed, fighting the urge to drag her bloodied hands through her hair. "I just killed someone!""Or might have." Hesper said. "Besides, it was either you or her. Imagine if she has brought you to
Sandra woke up with a gasp, and checked her body, looking for hidden injuries. When she didn't find any, she looked around her environment, and for a while found the place unfamiliar."I can see that you are awake." A voice said, bringing her out of her stupor."My Lord," Sandra said, bowing immediately when she saw the supreme Lord. He walked over to where she lay and say down next to her. "How are you feeling?""I feel great my Lord. It's all thanks to you." She said, her head still bowed. "Hmm." The Supreme Lord exclaimed. "Now, can you tell me what happened?"Sandra looked up at him, the memory of her last battle causing fear to rise on her skin."The Abomination. I have found the Abomination.""Really?" The supreme lord said, cocking his head to the side. "I am surprised. I thought Tyron would be the first to find it."She remembered Tyron's hateful look and gritted her teeth. Since she wouldn't ever gain his heart, there is no way she would allow him to live in peace."He was t