Dylan's POV:
"Dylan, wake up!"
The agonizing pain in my head awakened my sore body. The stench of a thousand burning corpses fumes all over the place. My lungs were congested with thick smoke from the fire giving me non-stop coughing and difficulty of breathing.
"Dylan, wake up!"
I heard it again. Someone is calling my name. "Where am I?" I confusedly said to myself. "Am I dreaming?" Still confused about what is going on with my surroundings and me.
"Geez, he lost it. Try to shake him or something." I heard another voice talking to the one who is calling out my name.
My vision was still hazy trying to figure out what had happened. I tried to get up and look around me, then I saw Emann rubbing a piece of cloth on my forehead.
"Your head is bleeding try not to move too much," she softly said to me wh
Dylan's POV:Death is inevitable. I heard those words from Aria when we first met and trick her into making her first wish. We will all die anyway. She said it without a flinch. Aria is not afraid to die at that very moment because she felt that she has no reason to live and it is easier to accept death. Knowing that there's nothing to leave behind. That was before we found love.Now we are all gathered here on this battlefield fighting for our lives because we wanted to live. Ironic isn't it? There are moments like this when I wanted to give up and give in. Surrender to the darkness because there's nowhere to go. I feel trapped and lost with no hopes left in me, but when I think of Aria. No matter how difficult the situation is, I just can't let go of the possibility that one day we can be together living a normal and peaceful life. That small chance, a glimpse of hope, and the possibility are giving me enough strength and
Aria's POV:I regain consciousness and found myself lying on the marble pedestal in the middle of nowhere. I noticed that all of my clothes were gone, but I didn't feel cold. There's a lush warm sensation within me. There is no pain in my body and no wounds or scar. I feel light as a feather and no heavy feeling or burden is weighing on me. I never thought that I was going to experience this euphoric feeling and tranquillity in my life. There is a rainbow of emotions at my disposal and yet, why do I still feel empty?"Am I dead?"That's the first thing that comes to my head. I don't feel threatened or worried and sense no harm. I get up, sat down on the pedestal, and look around me to see my surroundings all I can see was a bright light of infinite nothingness."Where am I?" I whispered to myself.I walk around trying to figure out what is going
Dylan's POV:The ray of light was beaming through the small window. I can feel the warmth of the sun and slowly open up my eyes. My body was sore and stiff when I tried to move. My head is heavy, and my vision is fuzzy trying to see where exactly am I."Dylan, you are finally awake."I heard a familiar voice and when my vision started to get clear, it is confirmed that it was no other than Freya who is standing in front of me and looking down at me."Where am I?" I asked her feeling confused and disoriented. "Where is everybody?" I force myself to stand and sat on the bed. "Where is Aria?"I look around me trying to find a familiar face. I realized that we were back in the fortress of Silent Willow forest."Dylan, you need to stay calm. You have sustained severe injuries in your body, and you need to get more rest," Freya tries to change the
Did you ever wish that you had a simple, normal life? I lost my parents when I was born. I didn't know why or how and I never got the chance to meet them. I was raised by my grandmother, and she isolates me from the world. I was only twelve when I was forced to leave home and run away to the unknown."Keep moving," he commanded me."I can't," I said in a perpetually tired voice. "I'm too tired and weak," I complained to him.I tried so hard to keep up with him, but he is too fast and I am too frail. We'd been running in the wilderness for hours, and I no longer had the strength to move on until my foot tripped on a rock and twisted my ankle. I instantly fell to the ground, panting and catching my breath."Get up, we need to hurry and get going," he worriedly said to me. He looks very intense while looking around to check if we are being followed."I don't even know why we have to run or whom we are running from," I mumbled while trying to get up on the ground.It was cold and everythi
Every morning when I wake up, I look outside my window and look at the park. The feeling of excitement and thrill fills my heart every time the children run after each other and laugh out loud with joy. Adults walk around, greet each other politely and couples sit comfortably on the benches while cuddling. This has become my daily routine before I get up to bed. Then, I saw him again."Who are you?" I softly whispered. This is the third time I saw him standing underneath the cherry blossom tree that is situated outside my window.Even though he is far away from where I am, I can feel his eyes staring at me. He is wearing a dark suit. His skin is as white as the snow, dark messy hair, and a slender physique. Although he seems creepy, I can't sense any harm from him.I went back to bed and tuck myself inside the blanket. I planned to sleep all day and hope to get a good dream this time. When your reality sucks sometimes we rather sleep and dream to escape the painful truth of life."Goo
"Where are we?" I asked curiously."This is my place. Do you like the design? I manage it myself," he said, boasting again.I looked around and it was all pitch black. I couldn't see anything and even if I walked around there was nothing but darkness. The only thing that was visible to my naked eye was the mysterious man. He has this glow in him that I have never seen nor felt before.My grandma used to tell me when a person is weak or near death, he can see the spirits of the dead like they are inviting him to go with them to the afterlife. I've been weak and sick my whole life, and I'm used to seeing dead people. Some wanted my attention and tried to communicate with me, but I ignored them.To be honest, it scares me to death to see spirits walking and lurking around along with the living. A lot of them were grieving and asking for help and sometimes their appearance was unpleasant and scary. I can easily tell the living from the dead by the light that illuminates their bodies. Each
"Aria, what happened?" Clarren said worriedly, scanning my body and looking for injuries. "Everybody has been looking for you. Who is that man?" His hands were cold and shaking. His eyes were red as if he had just finished crying."I'm okay. Sorry if I make you worry," I sheepishly replied. Guilt feelings are taking over me. Seeing everybody worried makes me feel that my life does matter to them and I just take it all for granted by selling my soul to the Djinn in exchange for a kiss. How foolish I have been thinking that I am doing them a favor by ending my life and yet I just make things worse and more complicated."What happened? I saw you with that man and vanished in thin air?" his tremulous voice caused everyone in the canteen to turn their heads on us. "Please, tell me who is that man and where did he take you?""It's a long story Clarren," I calmly said."You've been gone for thirty minutes! How long could that story be?" he hysterically said. "What did he do to you? Are you h
Dylan's POV:In an isolated valley named Mudgrave, there's a crossroad where it is said to be a meeting place for those who wanted to see the one they called "The Crossroad Demon" a cool name for someone who can grant wishes, and in return, he must be rewarded with an equal value of the wishes, an eye for an eye, a soul for a soul, and a payment worth the value of their precious wishes.To summon this so-called Crossroad Demon, you need to bury a box containing some graveyard dirt, the bone from a black cat, and a drop of the wish maker's blood in the middle of a crossroad during the new moon. The demon will appear according to the liking of the wish maker to prevent him from being afraid and make him more comfortable while making his wish. Once the deal has been sealed, the wisher's soul will be traded for a wish.It's been a long time since the crossroad demon has been summoned. As time goes by, the crossroad demon became a myth and his name has changed to Djinn, Genie, or Soul coll