Night's mansion, underground prison.
Within a cell that have thick metal bars which is too much to lock a normal human being, a lone man was standing with his arms crossed. He got a neat black hair that almost reach his shoulders that cleanly being tied to emphasize his clean face. It was attractive and any woman will turn their heads for second glances. His height made him more majestic and most of the people look up to him as a God but he is farther from the statement. Young ladies to married woman, they are dazzled and love him to the point of confessing and asking for his hand in marriage. It brought a great scandal to their kingdom but later on subsided when he himself got married.
In this place that several grounds beneath the estate, many chambers was created to hold prisoners that had made grievous sins. There is two people being locked on the cells that's facing one another. And in that, the m
Cygne's room, end of the corridor on the second floor. Cain's gaze landed to the blood that have been spilled on the carpeted floor with traces in the sheets of the bed and the doctor's white coat. Instantly his aura surrounded the room and servants gasps for air. Even Kirsten flinched from the sudden chill. He rarely see this kind of him. Although they are now can be called as family, he just couldn't blame this weird of a friend of his that when comes to his closes people, his reserved and calm aura left him. Cain remained standing at the entrance and did not go inside. He doesn't know what exactly this emotion that is swelling inside him was but, he categorized it as something he doesn't want to feel. It's making him weak which is not acceptable for a Night to feel as they are the ruler and the hand that balances good and bad. His brows furrowed like he couldn't understand. His facial features gotten refined from flexing his facial muscles tha
Second basement level underground training grounds. "Ha!" "Your pose is awkward!" "Acck! Huup!" There was a lot of shouts and screams that filled the training ground that is located at the second basement level of the mansion. But, one distinct voice was silently being suppressed to not attract attention. The person intentionally endure not to scream or shout from the immense sparring he is in right now. Precise. Fast. Cruel. There is no softness in every strike and the attacks are getting heavier and sharp at each round. "Ack--!! Haa.." "Tsk...Hmm... Groan." But his efforts are for naught because pitying gazes are gathering with him at the center. Cygne can only click his tongue inwardly.&nbs
Night's mansion.Pant. Pant.A young boy was running across the mansion in his tight black fitting clothes. His arms and legs were being wrapped with a few weight bracelets that weighs 20 kilos each. All in all he was carrying 80 kilos plus the 20 kilos belt hanging in his waist, 100 kilos."Goddammit! Huuuu!"It was his tenth lap and his legs was already shaking from the tremendous weights he put on him. It was a miracle that he hasn't fainted after doing this ridiculous idea he put himself into a week ago.It is indeed definitely made him fainted the the very first day. After that, he didn't give up after a few fainted days he barely passed out yesterday and today he have a feeling that he wouldn't be waking up from another place.The young boy Cygne was running around the estate
❝Looking around, darkness can be found. Murmurs getting loud but not clear enough to sound. Trying to move but chains were clashing in every move. Why does the body tied? Planes are clearer to feel yet far to grasps. Aura's clashing like violent storms and yet calm voice reverberated in the room. One question remained in mind. "Why am I here?❞ --- Before the sun peeks at the world, there was a lone figure who's jumping from trees to trees. It was so soft that no one will be able to notice. The figure was draped with black from head to toe and in its waist was a chain with two sharp sickles. It move nimbly and dodged the needles effortlessly. After shooting three needles, the pursuer dash to its right and threw a dagger. The figure leap in the air and maneuvered its body sideways, making the needles and the dagger passed through each other with the figure in between. <
Cygne was being overwhelmed by the loud voice that is ringing inside his head. What more, the voice was so similar to someone he knows very well! • Oi brat why aren't you saying anything? Are you ignoring me? "..." • Oho! You have the audacity to feign ignorance you little brat! Look! Look! Tch. "..." Cygne doesn't find the words to construct a response to the voice that is more talkative than his brain. It's too ridiculous hearing those words from the voice he is very familiar with.Because of this, he couldn't grasp the situation that he was in. The innermost part of the cave was deep and dark. No luminosity was present to give light and fully see the wholeness of it. But Cygne proceeded to move
Still inside the eerie dark cave. The black slime smiled at Cygne cutely. "You can speak now?" Cygne asked after he woke up from a nap due to exhaustion of his death aura. He then said to the slime after hearing it said something like "master". The black thing just tilted its head as if saying "what are you talking about?" but, then wiggle it's body as if it was disagreeing at what he asked. "It seems like you can understand me now though. Anyway did you already had your fill? You did make me tired you know." Immediately the slime's body drooped down like melted ice. Cygne really like the cute thing and wanted to keep it. He didn't know he already made a contract with the mysterious blob of slime. He remained lying on the ground while thinking about things he realized in his time in h
Dark Cave at the Night's Territory.Cygne snapped out of his sleep and sit up abruptly, disturbing Neah who was sleeping in his stomach in its original form. He couldn't help but frown in the next noise exploding inside his head, forgetting the earlier image he saw.• Heh. Now you know my mightiness and greatness. I betcha want to know me more. Hoho it isn't too late lil brat! Heeeek----okay I'll stop tsk.The corner of his lips nearly twitch uncontrollably from the arrogance and air of the invader inside his head. He nearly forgot this existence because of his gladness from encountering Neah who's looking at him in confusion. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly because of the abnormal heart beat his heart was stressing out. It seems like it's urging him, 'Gooooo! Find where your hearts desire'. It made the side of his mouth twitched even more before calmly rested an indi
Still at the dark cave.• B-Blackie?!Cygne clicked his tongue to the loud voice exploded inside his head that made him dug his finger on his ear. Hades said it that it was a gift and a helper. He's not that dumb to refuse such generosity so he decided to use it fully."What's wrong? It's not inappropriate because your color is black and you seems like a fluff ball with black fur." Cygne casually talks like he was talking with an old friend before he continues. His voice sounded threatening enough to glaze ice shards on one's neck. "Oh also, I despise fur and tails so you better hide that characteristics if you don't want to be skinned naked."• What the actual sh*t is this f*cking idiot is rambling abo-----!!! Shiiiit! Alright! Calm down dammit!Question marks roamed above his head on who Blackie was talking to but later on shrugged on it like it was not his business to medd