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"You might also become a Guardian of Solaris just like your mother," Lord Sargent said with a gentle smile looking at Christian who is a spitting image of his daughter.Christian turned to him, confusion clouding his features. "Guardians? What does that mean? What's the role of a Guardian?" Liliana and Charles exchanged an unreadable glance before Lord Sargent continued."Protectors, Guardians are protectors of this place Chris, your mother was one of the few who had access to the realm of Solaris, since it's not a place for everyone and a place only the awakened can reach." The word ‘awakened’ stirred something deep inside Christian as he remembered Ezra's words.The strange energy he had felt within himself for weeks-the inexplicable strength, the heightened senses, the nightmares that felt like memories-everything suddenly seemed connected."Why didn't anyone tell me before about this?" He asked, his voice low but edged with something sharp more than curiosity, "No matter how man
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"Don't be nervous, Chrissy," Liliana tried to cheer him after looking at his pale face, Christian forced an awkward smile, "is it obvious?"Liliana nodded her head, Christian chuckled nervously, "well, I can't help..." Liliana gently rubbed Christian's back, "It's okay, everything will be fine." Soon, the golden door that had stood like a sentinel at the heart of the chamber suddenly shimmered, the constellations etched into its surface rearranging one final time before dissolving into light. In its place, something else showed up, it's an ornate mirror, tall and attractive, its frame of obsidian entwined with delicate golden vines that pulsed faintly, like veins carrying some ancient energy giving familiar vibes with an earlier golden door.The chamber fell quite all of a sudden sending nervous shivers in everyone's spine.Even the golden veins on the walls dimmed slightly, as if holding their breath.Christian stared at the mirror, and his heart pounded so hard that it's almost a
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"Second trial?" Christian stood with renewed confidence after shattering the illusions of the first trial. His legs were still unsteady, but his spirit sparkled brighter than ever. He could feel it, the determined fire inside him, finally no longer flickering in doubt.Liliana helped him steady himself with a gentle hand on his arm, her eyes glittering with pride and lingering worry."You good?" She asked quietly, "Is everything okay? You're not injured anywhere, are you?" Christian nodded, brushing dust from his pants. "I think I'm okay aunt." She fussed over his dusty hair. "Ugh, look at you completely messy!""It's okay, aunt," he smiled at her as she is wiping off dust from his face.Charles didn’t say anything but gave him a short nod of acknowledgment. Lord Sargent, as always, was composed, but Christian saw something shift in his eyes, pride.Then, with no warning, the chamber changed once again keeping all of them anxious for a couple of minutes.The golden veins in the w
The Lost Heir Of Sargent MARIE IS ALIVE
"Am I really unfit to pass through that door?" "What does that voice meant by I'm a mixed blood?""Can't I be a part of Solaris?" Christian sat at the edge of the balcony, arms resting on the cold iron railing as his eyes looked at the blank sky.The morning sun was barely rising, casting a soft golden glow across the estate grounds. But his thoughts were elsewhere, still circling the words that had shattered him and his heart."A mixed blood like you can’t enter."That phrase haunted him, it had broken something inside him, and awakened something too.He clenched the torn edge of his sleeve, fingers curling as if grasping for answers that refused to come. "What did it mean?" "Who am I, really?" His mother, Marie, had been a mystery all his life, a woman who smiled softly but never spoke of her past, whose eyes always seemed to look far beyond him, like she was hiding worlds he would never understand.Now, Christian needed to know those worlds. Every secret.... Every truth....
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"Please wake up," Christian pleaded, holding the woman’s bloodied form in his arms, while is voice cracked with deep fear and anxiety. "You can't die, I can't watch you die...." Charles slowly knelt beside him, hand resting on her neck for a moment to check her pulse. Once he is done with checking her pulse, his expression turned grave."She’s gone, Chris."The words hit like a cold splash, Christian stiffened, staring down at her pale, and peaceful face. Her last words are still repeated in his mind, "Marie is alive." "No... she can't be..." He tightened his hold on her as if he could force life back into her broken body, "I didn't even express my gratitude for what she has done to me, yet she is dead, why? Why does she have to die?" Liliana crouched beside him, her eyes glassy with emotion as she placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. "Chrissy," she whispered gently, "it's quite saddening to see her dying, but you should be happy too, because she brought you something precious..
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"Give me your necklace, you swine!" Ivan's eyes fixed on the necklace around Christian's neck, "My girlfriend is obsessed with finding one like that and I hate to disappoint her, so just give it to me!" Instinctively, Christian's fingers ran to the smooth edges of the silver necklace, a delicate piece with swirling patterns showed its uniqueness. A few years ago, his mother suddenly disappeared, leaving Christian with only a necklace and a note, "It will always protect you, Chris!" After investigation, the police announced that his mother was dead. Christian tightened his grip on the necklace protectively. "Of course," he thought bitterly. "Everything that is important to me will always be important to Ivan, so that he can steal it from me." But he kept his voice calm. "I can't give this to you, Ivan, it's something my mother left me, so I can't let it go." "Do you think someone like you can say no to me?" Ivan crossed his arms with a sneer, Christian knows very well about his
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It was not his mother. Christian could barely lift his head before his father’s hand gripped his hair, yanking him roughly out of the room, "come out, you bastard!" Morris was furious after watching Christian sleeping, as he wanted Christian to repent for his mistakes. The sharp, piercing pain was extreme, but worse than that was the familiar feeling of helplessness that passed through him, almost numbing the silent agony. As he stumbled behind Morris, tripping over his own feet, his heart bled within his chest. "So, do you realize your mistake or not?" Morris growled in a furious tone pushing Christian on to the floor, "What do you have to say for yourself, you useless little wretch?" Christian looked at Morris. He had no strength left, but his eyes were full of hatred. "I didn’t… I didn’t do anything!" The words barely got out of Christian's throat before Morris swung a baseball bat to hit him. Christian's breath left him in a harsh gasp, pain piercing through his ribs. He cur
The Lost Heir Of Sargent I'M YOUR GRANDSON
"No," Christian whispered, feeling a piercing pain in his heart as if something precious had been ripped off from him. He clutched his chest, staring with a painful face at the shattered pieces of his mother’s necklace scattered across the cold ground. The last thing he had of her, his only source of comfort, now got destroyed, and he barely had the strength left to reach it. His vision blurred minute by minute, and his legs froze making it hard for him to reach for the broken pieces. A harsh laugh brought him back to reality. Ivan stood over him, with a twisted smirk on his face, "Look at you, pathetic as ever, such a fool you're!" He sneered, raising his foot and kicked Christian brutally, making him to cough blood. The huge pain passed through Christian's frail body, and he gasped hard, with a low cry, crumbling on the ground. Christian felt his consciousness slipping away, hunger pangs increasing inside him, while his limbs froze due to the chilling coldness, every breath w
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I KNOW WHERE IT IS
"Please wake up," Christian pleaded, holding the woman’s bloodied form in his arms, while is voice cracked with deep fear and anxiety. "You can't die, I can't watch you die...." Charles slowly knelt beside him, hand resting on her neck for a moment to check her pulse. Once he is done with checking her pulse, his expression turned grave."She’s gone, Chris."The words hit like a cold splash, Christian stiffened, staring down at her pale, and peaceful face. Her last words are still repeated in his mind, "Marie is alive." "No... she can't be..." He tightened his hold on her as if he could force life back into her broken body, "I didn't even express my gratitude for what she has done to me, yet she is dead, why? Why does she have to die?" Liliana crouched beside him, her eyes glassy with emotion as she placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. "Chrissy," she whispered gently, "it's quite saddening to see her dying, but you should be happy too, because she brought you something precious..
MARIE IS ALIVE
"Am I really unfit to pass through that door?" "What does that voice meant by I'm a mixed blood?""Can't I be a part of Solaris?" Christian sat at the edge of the balcony, arms resting on the cold iron railing as his eyes looked at the blank sky.The morning sun was barely rising, casting a soft golden glow across the estate grounds. But his thoughts were elsewhere, still circling the words that had shattered him and his heart."A mixed blood like you can’t enter."That phrase haunted him, it had broken something inside him, and awakened something too.He clenched the torn edge of his sleeve, fingers curling as if grasping for answers that refused to come. "What did it mean?" "Who am I, really?" His mother, Marie, had been a mystery all his life, a woman who smiled softly but never spoke of her past, whose eyes always seemed to look far beyond him, like she was hiding worlds he would never understand.Now, Christian needed to know those worlds. Every secret.... Every truth....
WHO AM I REALLY?
"Second trial?" Christian stood with renewed confidence after shattering the illusions of the first trial. His legs were still unsteady, but his spirit sparkled brighter than ever. He could feel it, the determined fire inside him, finally no longer flickering in doubt.Liliana helped him steady himself with a gentle hand on his arm, her eyes glittering with pride and lingering worry."You good?" She asked quietly, "Is everything okay? You're not injured anywhere, are you?" Christian nodded, brushing dust from his pants. "I think I'm okay aunt." She fussed over his dusty hair. "Ugh, look at you completely messy!""It's okay, aunt," he smiled at her as she is wiping off dust from his face.Charles didn’t say anything but gave him a short nod of acknowledgment. Lord Sargent, as always, was composed, but Christian saw something shift in his eyes, pride.Then, with no warning, the chamber changed once again keeping all of them anxious for a couple of minutes.The golden veins in the w
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"Don't be nervous, Chrissy," Liliana tried to cheer him after looking at his pale face, Christian forced an awkward smile, "is it obvious?"Liliana nodded her head, Christian chuckled nervously, "well, I can't help..." Liliana gently rubbed Christian's back, "It's okay, everything will be fine." Soon, the golden door that had stood like a sentinel at the heart of the chamber suddenly shimmered, the constellations etched into its surface rearranging one final time before dissolving into light. In its place, something else showed up, it's an ornate mirror, tall and attractive, its frame of obsidian entwined with delicate golden vines that pulsed faintly, like veins carrying some ancient energy giving familiar vibes with an earlier golden door.The chamber fell quite all of a sudden sending nervous shivers in everyone's spine.Even the golden veins on the walls dimmed slightly, as if holding their breath.Christian stared at the mirror, and his heart pounded so hard that it's almost a
I'M READY!
"You might also become a Guardian of Solaris just like your mother," Lord Sargent said with a gentle smile looking at Christian who is a spitting image of his daughter.Christian turned to him, confusion clouding his features. "Guardians? What does that mean? What's the role of a Guardian?" Liliana and Charles exchanged an unreadable glance before Lord Sargent continued."Protectors, Guardians are protectors of this place Chris, your mother was one of the few who had access to the realm of Solaris, since it's not a place for everyone and a place only the awakened can reach." The word ‘awakened’ stirred something deep inside Christian as he remembered Ezra's words.The strange energy he had felt within himself for weeks-the inexplicable strength, the heightened senses, the nightmares that felt like memories-everything suddenly seemed connected."Why didn't anyone tell me before about this?" He asked, his voice low but edged with something sharp more than curiosity, "No matter how man
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"Solaris?" the weight of that name is heavy, it rang familiar in his ears, stirring something deep within Christian.Like a whisper at the edge of his mind, something he should remember but couldn't quite grasp."Isn't it a place I asked you before, Grandpa?" He asked with a confused face, not understanding why his grandfather brought up that name now, when previously he didn't say anything no matter how much he insisted on knowing about that place."Yes," Lord Sargent nodded. "It is the birthplace of everything. Our bloodline, our legacy... our power."Christian's brows furrowed. "You're saying this isn't just a rich family with a long history?"Liliana chuckled softly. "Chrissy, the Sargents aren't just wealthy, we are one of the oldest and most powerful bloodlines in existence.""Powerful how? Superpowers?" Christian asked, crossing his arms.Lord Sargent gestured towards the strange objects around them. "Yes, the powers which normal people feel difficult to understand but too norm
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"Prepared for what?" Christian looked kind of confused, "Are we going to do something or what?" Lord Sargent said with a soft voice, "Let's go, if not we will be late." "Huh? Go where grandpa?" Despite Christian's confusion, none explained anything to him, they're on their way already, he is just following behind them like a puppy who is afraid of getting lost.They're not getting into cars or anything else, just on their feet walking right within the estate keeping him clueless making it hard to figure out, the Sargent estate was vast-too vast for Christian to have explored all of it yet. Even after many weeks of staying there, the place still held so many unfamiliar corners, rooms that seemed untouched, and corridors that whispered of history far older than he could understand.But nothing could have prepared him for what was about to happen that evening.Lord Sargent had told him very little, just giving small clarification about going somewhere, but the way he said it made it
IT'S TIME
"Do you want me to take care of it?" Charles raised an eyebrow, Christian shook his head, "Let's not do that uncle, it's okay even if they didn't learn anything, they lost a lot, I can understand that from their words, no matter how angry I'm at them, still wanting to ruin them to extent of having nothing isn't acceptable, I can't be that heartless." "Are you sure?" Charles asked hoping Christian would change his decision, but Christian nodded his head confidently, "Yes, I'm sure, everyone deserves a second chance to repent for what they've done, they deserve too, it's okay if they learn, it's okay even if they don't, as long as they don't mess with me, I don't need to bother about them, let's ignore this here itself." Charles gently ruffled Christian's hair, "You're just as kind as your mother." Christian smiled at him, and as they got into car, Charles started the engine, while Christian asked, "That manager and this restaurant, both not normal right?" "What made you feel that?"
DO YOU REALLY THINK WE DESERVED ALL OF THAT?
"Actually," Charles began, only to be disturbed by the manager, "Mr. Charles..." Charles frowned at the manager, "I'm speaking to my nephew, can't you see that?" The manager whispered something in Charles's ear making Charles's face become pale filled with panic.Immediately getting back his composure, Charles said, "I'll be there in a minute..." As the manager left after a glance at Charles, Christian stared at Charles's face with confusion, "Is everything okay?" "Umm, I think so, but give me a moment, kid," Charles said as he stood to leave. "I need to speak with someone real quick, if you don't feel okay being here, you can wait outside for me." Christian nodded and stepped out of the restaurant. The cool night air brushed against his skin as he took a deep breath, "It's seriously suffocating inside," he glanced back at the restaurant one last time, "What a strange place, I prefer not to come here again..." Just as he took a breath in relief, his peace didn't last longer and
