There were loud cheers erupting from the large hall which sat at the center of the palace. The cheers were loud enough to shake the foundations of the building itself, making the guards at the entrance curl with envy. The Knights and Lords were enjoying themselves and all they could do was stand guard.That night, dozens of servant girls trooped into the Hall with food and wine, replacing every bit as soon as it was finished. There was an abundant supply of everything, the grace of the King was indeed insurmountable.The guards stood at attention when Kevin approached the hall. He had a wide smile on his face and he beamed with happiness. Behind him were two Knights that followed like flies to a corpse. He walked towards the door and took a glance inside. The feast was everything he had imagined.Then he walked inside and when he did, an even greater cheer arose. The men clapped and cheered as Kevin walked through the crowd, smiling as he did. He had never felt as fulfilled as he did

Kevin sat down on the side of his bed, gazing at the shattered mirror. The broken mirror reflected the candlelight on the chandelier, and some of the reflections found their way into his eyes. He quickly turned his head around to avoid the light.Kevin sighed.A once-perfect evening had turned out to be so imperfect and he was powerless. There was nothing he could do about it. The fact that he could not remember anything other than that war before that night terrified him. That was not normal, something was wrong. He knew it.He could still hear the people in the hall cheering and engaging themselves in their festivities. Perhaps he might have been so eager to feast with them, to celebrate with them, and to make them feel like they can trust him, however, after what had happened to him that night, he was not so sure whether meeting them was such a good idea.So, he decided to remain indoors throughout the rest of the night. He wanted to do his possible best to avoid an embarrassing si

Kelvin groaned, trying to drag himself onto the ground. His efforts were frustrated when the sharp pain from his wound intensified with the passing second. He groaned again, and stopped, letting the pain subside a little.But there was not much effect.He still could not believe the girl, Lyra was in league with his sister. How did he miss it? Why did he not see it? However, he did not blame himself much. He wasn't even aware until the deed was done. All what he cared about was getting to the door and calling for assistance.But then, the door opened slowly. Lyra stepped inside, gazing at Kevin before she walked toward him. She did not smile, in fact, her face had no expressions. She just looked at him as he groaned on the ground, blood dripping from the wound on his side."W...why?"He managed to mutter, however, she just gazed at him. "Why!?"He exclaimed. She took a deep breath and walked away from him towards the bed. She sat down, still not taking her eyes off him."I am an assa

"You...what are you doing here?"Kevin asked the tall man sitting on the bed. The man gazed at him as he tried to stand, legs almost failing him. The jump through time and space he had just gone through was making him feel weird as well. He felt extremely dizzy, his stomach was turning and he must have fallen once or twice while trying to stand."Take it easy, Kevin. The effects do not wear off easily. You will find that you are doing more harm to yourself than good if you try to push it."The man said to him and Kevin scoffed. Then the man stood up, walked towards him, grabbed his arm, and raised him up from the ground.Kevin was confused as the man gazed into his eyes like he was searching for something there. He managed to hold Kevin in place with his powers which at that time, Kevin could no longer dispute existed. Besides, he had spoken to his reflection in the mirror.Kevin finally managed to overcome the pull the magic had on him and moved back, snapping out of the man's grip.

"Kevin?"She said slowly as she approached, her hand grazing over his shoulder in the process. He felt cold, Stony, and without any form of life left in him. She was immediately terrified and as she turned him around, she could see his face and the horror gazing at her made her shudder.His face was pale, with large, red cracks through Which the underlying muscles could be seen. It appeared like he did not have any blood left in his body. His eyes were cloudy and they only gazed in one direction. His lips were slightly apart and dry, with the same red cracks on them.He felt awfully cold, so cold. Miranda continued to shudder as she looked at him. She had no idea what to do. She was trying so hard to fight back the stream of tears that were falling from her eyes but the more she tried, the more they fell. She could not fathom what was happening, she was so confused that when he suddenly looked at her, she jumped back with a yelp.It was so terrifying for her! She still approached even