《A forgotten ruler》Chapter 3 first meeting
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A figure sat on the ruin temple admiring the moon with a sad smile. Her hands were to the side as she closed her eyes to enjoy the breeze. Instead her eyes went to the grass land before her but a smirk appeared on her face. She had a fox mask on her face hiding her face. If her friend saw it she’d be yelling at her why are you a wolf demon using a fox mask of all things. Thinking of this she wanted to laugh.
But her attention was brought back when she heard a rustling in the grass below the ruin temple. Seeing this she couldn’t help frown, which idiot would want to walk through at this time and be attacked by monsters, beasts and animals living in this magical grassland.
A angel with silver hair popped up from the grass. Her 4 wings were shown easily as she stared in awe back at Ling Yue. Not that Ling Yue minded but she knew that curious Look was because she was sitting on a ruin temple. To which could’ve been able to curse any other race but gods and goddesses. They were immune to most curse unless it was from a fellow god. Upon seeing the girl she felt a tug and her heart skipping a beat. She knew this sensation all too well so she frowned as she watched the girl. It was love at first sight which made her curse at herself in mockery in her own mind.
“Um......I’m kinda........lost.”
“Lost in this plain, you kid little one.” (Ling Yue)
Niana blinked at the boy (she assumes) in front of her wearing a black coat without a care in the world. The fox mask hiding his face except his golden eyes, long silver hair up to his waist. (When it’s from Niana thoughts she automatically assumes Ling Yue is a boy.)
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“I’m not that completely lost........my mother just forgot our meeting spot.”
Ling Yue was amused as she knew the girl was now in denial that she was lost. A grin came across her face behind her mask. She jumped down and walked a few steps to the pure angel. (The term they use for those without mixed blood in their bloodline.)
“Before you reprehend me you should introduce yourself first right.”
“Niana Ulsra, the 4th princess of the pure angels. 38th generation of Hina’s lineage.”
“Right there was something like that back then.... oh well.”
“Did you say something.”
“No.”
“Wait you definitely said something but I couldn’t hear it.”
“Anyway how’d you get lost with such a huge land mark here. Like that giant black tower in the middle over there.”
Niana couldn’t help but blush as she looked at where the boy pointed. Wanting to dig a hole to hide herself in. Since she was too short in the grass and couldn’t see anything. She had forgotten again to use her wings. It was also the meeting spot her mother asked her to meet at.
“Did you forget you had wings.”
Hearing his words Niana couldn’t help but hide her face in her hand.
“I didn’t forget I’m a angel. Also I’m a Ulsra.” (Niana)
“Yes, yes I noticed her bloodline runs deep in your veins.”
Her words caught Niana off guard, this was the first time someone said this to her. What Ling Yue really meant was her ancestor Hina also had that kind vibe coming off her. Hina was a kind girl in her time loved by her people. She was a former human princess who had a brother complex. That very same complex had ended her human life leading her to be reborn as a 1st generation angel. When Ling Yue was 16 years old she had met the angel for the first time.
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This made her(LY) wonder does her (Hina) descendants also have the same trait as her (Hina) to be led around. Yet these descendants always made sure to keep the balance in their world between the greedy gods and the mortals.
She teleported Niana to the bottom of the tower when she felt a ripple near her.
“My lady all preparations against your father is now set. Your father has also decided to give the netherworld to Blade. Then there’s the many general population against this tyranny between father and son.” (Zenith)
“Zenith tell the others to prepare for those fools’ death.” (Ling Yue)
Zenith couldn’t help but have a chill for her former employer Tori but she respected her lady here. Yet her mistress had been trying to kill her brother for 300 years with no luck. It’s almost as if Lady Luck was with him all the way. Hearing about him angered her because hearing about him was what caused her mother’s death, even if indirectly. Yes she found out about him back then due to her father mentioning she had a brother at her birthday. But remembering she had fallen for the 4th princess she couldn’t help but curse at herself mentally. Because her heart was a problem in itself, she knew it from the pain of loss when her mother died and she almost went into depression but her heart acted up. It felt like her heart was being ripped out a million times physically so much so that she hated her father.
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