《The eternal revenge of the outcast.》Chapter 7 - My name is Twilight.
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- So, this is the real history about this world, Fergana -.
Cleo, that was sitting on earth and wearing a worn hood, spoke with indifference.
- This is stupid. Why should it be us? It could be anyone else and yet … -
I was seeing tears flowing down her face, letting her soul consumed like a desolated land. - This – I said – is the first time I made a choice that was just for myself -.
- I do not know if it is right. After all, our old companions made everything only to survive and you and I did the same thing. Are we better than they are? –
- Humph, of course not! – Cleo did not try to conceal the truth. – I lost and this grave is my result. I can blame only myself. If I had tried to fight back with my own forces, maybe … -
- I called you an idiot because you fought so hardly for your heaven, but I was wrong. Rose made a huge mistake. She let go something very precious. She deserves what will happen to her -.
After she said that words, it was as she realized something very important. Cleo stood up and looked directly in my eyes.
- Yes, I want revenge but, in some way, I feel I owe something. This is my second life and I will not spend it just for me. I will redeem myself helping you. You can have my heart, my body … -
- I cannot forget her -. I stopped her.
- I do know it. There is not hate without love. I only ask you not to leave me alone as I was in this icy grave -.
- I promise you, but I have to ask you again. Are you sure? If you take this step, you will not find peace. I got this power only for my revenge. I am not the savior of this world -.
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- Who want such a job? – Joked her.
- My answer is yes, without hesitation -.
- OK, so be it -.
The power of darkness answered immediately to my call, more powerful than before and overwhelmed Cleo completely. Dark marks began to appear on all her body; her skin became white like marble, making her an otherworldly beauty. Her hair become longer, coloring itself of the brightness of the stars like a pale spring. She was so marvelous that her beauty could steal life to anyone surprised to look her. However, anyone could read in her new blue eyes a chilling disregard in life.
- Cleo is no more. Now, I am Twilight, and so I will be for your enemies. My heart will beat just for you, my love -.
She said letting her hand brush my face with kindness.
We kissed with a passion that promised to bring our burning rage on this entire world.
The twilight is near and the darkness will be eternal.
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Two people was walking under a gray sky. They were wearing old and worn clothes and seemed very poor and wretches. However, if someone looked under their hoods, they would be astounded to find a beautiful man and woman. The first showed long black hair like darkness and eyes like two flaming suns. The latter had marvelous white hairs like stars and a pair of icy blue eyes. They were as celestial beings, descended on the earth to judge secretly its sinners. It was not so far from the truth, because these two beings harbored a strong rage and sought revenge.
- This land is completely devastated – mused Twilight looking around. It was past two decades and yet the signs of war remained -.
- It is not so strange –. I said detached from such desolation. - Myrmidon invaded human lands because these are wasted. After he died, his kingdom fell and beast men split off in many tribes -.
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- The kingdom of Bergen have left only a harbor with a garrison. That place is used by slavers for sending away captured beast men and sell them overseas -.
- At the end, they leave these cursed lands, even if it is not as conquerors -. Concluded Twilight with a smirk.
- What will we do after we have set sail? –
- My powers are still too weak. I must connect myself with the core of this planet. As for you, your power can be amplified using the core of the moon -.
- Going underground and then on the moon. You read too many fantasy books -.
- Did you forget where we are? –
- Still … -
- Do not worry about. There is a secret passage to reach the planet core and going on the moon will be a piece of cake after my power up -.
- It sounds very simple -.
- There will be many challenges on our way and I do not doubt that our old friends will try to stop us -.
- It would not be fun they do not -. I saw Twilight speaking amused, but her face was expressionless. The change made her more steady and apathetic.
She sacrificed her humanity to get such power, but I was not different. When humans lose something very important, only the crazy research of something new can release us from desperation. The only question is, will it be hate or hope?
Between these reflections, contours of city port became clearer.
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