2023-11-22 23:50:47Andrew was greeted by Roger, and he could only shrug while taking a deep breath. Roger's words were sincere, as Andrew's expression couldn't hide the sorrow in his heart when he returned to New York.
Roger shook his head with a sympathetic smile. He and Andrew exchanged glances, communicating through eye contact while opening the car door for Andrew.Andrew's heartache immediately enveloped every corner of the car, and the cheerful song on the radio was quickly replaced by a heartbroken rock song."Lucky that someone's playing a sad song in the daytime; maybe the radio needs a special gift from you," teased Roger."Shut up. By the way, forget about my broken heart. Where's Jeremiah? When is that crazy guy coming back?" asked Andrew."He's been back for two days, but now he's out of town, watching someone. It seems he got an order to kill someone.""That bastard is still taking jobs as an assassin?" Andrew looked surprised.
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4-13
They reached the outskirts of Vessela at sunset.The city should have been alive—markets busy, lights turning on, traffic flowing, the usual hum of an evening settling in. Instead, they were met with silence. Not peaceful silence, but a suffocating blankness that made the air taste metallic.Andrew slowed.Yuki whispered, “Something’s wrong.”Jiro unsheathed his blades. “Noir.”Andrew didn’t answer, but he already knew.Noir was here.Hours ago.The Sapphire in Andrew’s chest pulsed weakly, flickering like a dying candle. Each beat felt thinner. Fainter. He pushed forward anyway, because the call—those scattered pieces of his missing soul—pulled him deeper into the city.They turned a corner.And froze.The streets were full of people.Standing perfectly still.Men.Women.Children.Old, young, workers, students—all frozen mid-step, mid-motion, mid-breath. Hundreds of them. Their eyes were open, staring forward, but empty—hollow glass marbles with no light behind them.Rayan swallowed
4-12
Rain chased them as they moved north, the storm growing thicker, heavier, almost sentient—as if the world itself was warning them to turn around. Lightning carved jagged scars through the clouds, illuminating the mountains like the ribs of some ancient, slumbering beast.Andrew walked at the front.Barely.Every step felt like knives grinding in his bones. His breathing rasped. His vision blurred. The cracks in the Sapphire spread with each heartbeat, glowing faint blue-white before dimming again. But he didn’t slow down.Couldn’t.Noir was moving, and Andrew could feel him like a faint echo—a second pulse buried inside his own failing one.The others followed close, watching him with a mix of fear and helpless frustration.“Andrew,” Yuki murmured, her voice barely carrying over the wind. “You need to stop. You’re burning through your soul energy too fast.”Andrew didn’t look back. “If I stop, I won’t be able to start again.”Rayan clicked his tongue. “This is suicide. We should bind
4-11
Andrew’s consciousness returned like a blade scraping against bone—slow, agonizing, and without mercy. He exhaled shakily, tasting iron on his tongue, then air, then pain. Endless, coiled pain radiating through every fiber of his body. His eyelids fluttered open.The world spun.Above him, a fractured sky flickered with remnants of Noir’s earlier awakening—streaks of fading black-gold light carving faint scars across the clouds. He blinked, disoriented. His head felt weighted, his heartbeat unsteady, irregular.“Andrew,” Yuki whispered, leaning over him, her face pale. “You’re awake.”He could barely nod. Everything hurt—but one sensation overpowered the rest.His chest burned.Andrew looked down.And froze.The Black Sapphire embedded in his sternum—normally glowing with a deep cosmic blue—was cracked. Not hairline cracks. Not scratches.Actual fractures.Jagged fissures crawled across the surface like veins of midnight lightning. The stone pulsed once, weakly, then dimmed again.And
Season 4-10
The darkness was not kind.It pressed against Noir like a vice, crushing, suffocating, pulling at the seams of his existence until every breath felt like a betrayal of physics. His vision flickered between two worlds—the broken valley where Andrew collapsed, and a swirling, infinite void of white-gold light that screamed inside his skull.He staggered backward from Andrew’s unconscious body, clutching his head.The relics inside him—Emerald NovaShadow Coreand the unstable fragments of Crystal Sol—all pulsed out of sync, like three different hearts forcing rhythm inside a single corpse.“Stop,” Noir whispered, but his voice split into three tones: his own, Solus’s echo, and something cold and mechanical.Yuki crouched protectively beside Andrew, glaring at Noir with trembling fury.“Stay away from him!”Rayan and Mika dragged Jiro’s limp body back, breathing hard, terrified but ready to fight again.Noir lifted a hand—shaking, not with exhaustion, but with something worse.Evolutio
Season 4-9
Andrew floated in the dark.Not the peaceful kind—this darkness pulsed, breathing in and out like a living organism, tugging at the edges of his consciousness with cold, skeletal fingers. He tried to move, but his limbs weren’t there. He tried to speak, but his voice dissolved before reaching his own ears.He didn’t know how long he’d been trapped.Seconds.Hours.A lifetime.Something pressed against him from outside the void—like a hand slamming against a blocked door.Wake up.The whisper traveled through the darkness, cutting through the heavy silence.Get up, Andrew.This voice… he knew it. It arrived with warmth, faint but undeniable, peeling back the fog in his mind.And then, abruptly, the darkness cracked.A blinding white light tore the void apart, and Andrew inhaled sharply as his consciousness slammed back into his body.He felt pain.Everywhere.His lungs burned as if filled with ash. His skull throbbed. The Black Sapphire in his chest pulsed weakly, like a star on the ve
Season 4-8
The blast had no color—only heat, pressure, and a tearing shriek that sounded like the world splitting open. Crystal Sol’s core ruptured in Andrew’s hands, and for a single suspended heartbeat he felt every nerve in his body ignite. Light swallowed the valley. The earth trembled. Air collapsed inward and then exploded outward with the violence of a dying star.He didn’t remember falling. Only the sensation of something ripping through him—into him—before the world dissolved into a white void.He should have died.That was the first thought that trickled into his fading consciousness when he finally heard voices again.“…Andrew! Andrew, answer me—”“…don’t move him, Yuki, he’s not breathing—”“…Noir… where did he go? God, there’s nothing left of the crater—”Their voices swirled like echoes underwater. Andrew pried open his eyes, but the world was a fractured horizon, colors glitching, sound splitting. His lungs refused to expand. Every muscle felt carved open.He wasn’t dead.He wishe
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