Serpens had spent the evening on Rose's side. He kept running his fingers through her face silently wishing for the day he'd see her beautiful eyes again.The fact that there was no one to come and always watch over her in the hospital, made him feel sad. Rose was an orphan and had no knowledge or whatsoever of who her parents were.She had struggled alone till she crossed paths with Serpens. He kissed her cheek, her slow and steady breath brushing past his face."I love you," he whispered, even if he knew Rose wasn't hearing. It would be the first time he'd say those words to her."You miss her, don't you?" Dr. Sun said, startling him. He had no idea she had walked into the ward."Yes, I do. So much," Serpens replied with all sincerity."How's it going? Have you found her? The stone bearer." Dr. Sun asked."Yes I have. But I don't know what to do now that I've found her. I am so helpless right now." Serpens confessed.Dr. Sun placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "You are not alo
Serena opened her eyes slowly, her head pounding and her vision blurry. She blinked several times, trying to make sense of her surroundings. The room was dimly lit, with stone walls that gave off an eerie, cold feeling. She didn't recognize the place at all. Panic began to rise as she struggled to remember how she got there. The last thing she recalled was being with her boyfriend Cheong a couple of hours ago.Cheong had finally asked her out and she had accepted. Things have happened so fast that they'd kissed a couple of times, almost leading to something else. She had never felt what she felt towards Cheong for any guy before and she had really grown to love him.She had gone out with Cheong and they had had a good time together. Everything had been so perfect, sharing a couple of heartwarming kisses. She couldn't help but wonder if it was Cheong who had brought her there but it wasn't looking like it, as there was nothing romantic about the room.The walls were adorned with photo
Serpens arrived at the old, decrepit building where Serena was being held. He had tracked her here through sheer determination and a stroke of luck. Heart pounding, he burst through the door, adrenaline driving him forward. He found Serena tied to a chair in the dimly lit room."Serena!" he shouted, rushing to her side. He untied her quickly, and as soon as she was free, they embraced tightly."Serpens," Serena whispered, tears streaming down her face. "It's my new boyfriend. He drugged me. That's how the evil Winter was able to capture me."Serpens pulled back, shock evident on his face. "Boyfriend? I had no idea.""I'm sorry I didn't tell you about it. We've been seeing each other for a while now. I thought you were too busy, so I didn't tell you about him."Serpens couldn't believe his ears that Serena now has a boyfriend. His only regret was that she got involved with a guy who doesn't love her."What's his name?" He asked."It's Cheong. Cheong Wei." Serena replied, taking Serpen
Inspector Lui arrived at the scene, his heart racing as he saw Serena cradling Serpens. Without wasting a moment, he rushed to their side, his eyes widening in concern as he took in Serpens's injuries."Help me get him into the car," he instructed, his voice steady despite the urgency in his movements.Serena nodded, and together they carefully lifted Serpens and carried him to the police car. Inspector Lui eased Serpens into the back seat, ensuring he was as comfortable as possible before speeding off towards the hospital.He couldn't help but notice the panic and fear that was written all over Serena's face. "He'll be fine." He said, trying to ease her worries."I really hope so," Serena replied, turning back to see Serpens, barely conscious but his breath steady.She couldn't help but blame herself. She thought if she hadn't gotten herself involved with Cheong then Winter wouldn't have been able to lay his hands on the flash drive and Serpens wouldn't have had a reason to fight wit
Cheong sat alone in his room, staring right straight at the ceiling. He couldn't shake off the guilt that gnawed at him as he replayed the events with Winter and Serena in his mind, realizing the gravity of his betrayal. He knew he had made a terrible mistake by drugging Serena, driven by desperation and fear. Now, the weight of his actions pressed down on him, and he found himself longing for her forgiveness, realizing too late how much he truly loved her.He scanned through some of the beautiful pictures they had taken together in the few weeks they've been together and it was such a beautiful sight to behold.Indeed, Serena was damn beautiful. She was everything he ever wanted in a girl, beautiful, intelligent, smart, loving and kind. Those qualities were rare to find in just one person and Serena had all of them.While he was still in deep thoughts, looking at the beautiful pictures, his phone buzzed right there in his hands, breaking his reverie. It was a call from Tiara.The tw
Serpens lay in his hospital bed, staring at the ceiling in frustration. Two days had passed since his brutal encounter with Winter, and yet his wounds stubbornly remained unhealed. The once-familiar sensation of rapid recovery eluded him, leaving him feeling vulnerable and weakened. He found it difficult what was behind his wounds not healing as it had always been.His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of footsteps. The door opened, and Dr. Sun walked in, accompanied by Xin, the stone bearer. Serpens sat up, wincing at the pain that shot through his body."Doctor," Serpens began, his voice tinged with anxiety, "why aren't my wounds healing? What’s happening to me?"Dr. Sun approached his bedside, her expression serious but compassionate. She didn't know how to break the news to him but she knew she had to tell him anyway. "Serpens, your DNA is changing. It appears that you are losing your dragonic powers at an alarming rate. If this continues, the consequences could be dire." D
Inspector Lui, and his colleague, Inspector Chan, stood at the edge of the dark alley where Tiara had disappeared. Cheong had called to inform the police and they had come immediately to investigate what had happened.They had arrived a bit late as Cheong was already gone by the time they got to the scene. Though there was no one there to ask what had happened, the remnants of Tiara's struggle were evident— scuff marks on the ground. Inspector Lui's brow furrowed in thought as he pieced together the clues. It was obvious that the victim wasn't killed, at least from what he could conclude. There were no blood stains anywhere."It doesn't make sense," Inspector Chan said, scratching his head. "Why take her and not kill her like she did to the male victims leaving the skull mark on all of them? What's different about her?"Inspector Lui pondered for a moment. "It’s unusual, that's for sure. Maybe there's something about her that the spirit needs or can't bring herself to destroy. We nee
Tiara, groggy and disoriented, slowly opened her eyes to a nightmarish sight. Her hands were tied to wooden poles, the rough rope digging into her wrists. The surroundings were dark and ominous, with flickering shadows cast by dim torches lining the stone walls. The last thing she remembered was being dragged and pulled by someone she couldn't see his or her face. She remembered having spoken with Cheong and how they've settled their differences.They were just about to leave when the strange figure appeared from nowhere. They had tried running but the strange creature got to her and pulled her away.She cried out for help, her voice echoing through the eerie silence, but no one responded."Help!" She cried again but there was still no response.Suddenly, she heard footsteps approaching. Her heart pounded in her chest as the sound grew closer. Emerging from the shadows was a figure she thought she'd never see again—her mother, who had died and was buried long ago. Her eyes widened in
The priest stood solemnly at the edge of the grave, his weathered hands clasped around a simple wooden cross. His voice, steady and calm, reverberated through the air as he spoke the final prayers, his eyes reflecting the sorrow of the moment. The soft rustle of leaves was the only sound as Rose was laid to rest, the earth slowly covering her.Serpens stood nearby, tears silently welling up in his eyes, his heart heavy with grief. As the ceremony ended, people began to approach him one by one. Xin placed a comforting hand on his shoulder, his face solemn. Lan, always reserved, offered a quiet nod of respect. Serena’s eyes shimmered with unshed tears as she whispered her condolences. Dr. Sun, with a grave expression, grasped Serpens' hand in solidarity, while Inspector Lui, ever the stoic, simply said, "I'm sorry." Finally, Tiara approached, her eyes filled with understanding and empathy, and she gave him a brief, supportive hug.After everything was said and done, as the crowd disper
In an instant, Rose disappeared into the portal, her figure merging with the energy of the Dragon Stone. There was a flash of blinding light, and the portal sealed shut, its power absorbed into Rose’s being. The energy of the Dragon Stone flowed through her, and the stone itself crumbled to dust, its dark power dissipating into the air.Serpens and Xin watched in awe, their hearts heavy with the sacrifice that had just been made. Rose had given herself to save the world, her courage and selflessness breaking the cycle of darkness that had threatened to engulf them all.For a moment, all was quiet, and then, from the stillness, a gentle breeze began to blow, carrying with it the promise of a new dawn."No!" Serpens cried as he rushed towards her. Rose fell on his arms, her form as cold as ice. "Don't leave me, Rose," Serpens cried. "Please come back," The strange lady spoke, "This was bound to happen, greet dragon. She's your fourth sage, the one who would help you win the war agains
Serpens struggled to his feet, his heart pounding with fear and frustration. Winter was too strong, even with the combined might of the dragon lords. They couldn’t overpower him—not like this. But what frightened him more was the sight of Xin, now standing on the rock, her hand trembling as she raised the dragon stone toward the point where the sunlight met the sea."No!" Serpens cried out, his voice breaking with the weight of his despair. But his words fell on deaf ears. Xin, lost in Winter’s spell, placed the stone on the rock. The moment the stone touched the surface, the sunlight intensified, its beams converging on the stone and then spreading outwards, enveloping Bahamut in a blinding light.The light was quickly swallowed by a sudden darkness, a pitch-black void that seemed to emanate from Bahamut himself. The last chain around the dragon’s neck glowed fiercely for a brief moment before shattering into a thousand pieces. The sound of the chain breaking echoed like thunder acro
The Third World Sea stretched endlessly before Serpens, a vast expanse of shimmering waters that reflected the dark, starless sky above. The air was thick with a mystical energy, a sensation both familiar and foreign, tugging at the edges of his consciousness. As he stood on the shore, the quiet lapping of waves against the rocks was the only sound, but Serpens could feel the presence of something ancient and powerful nearby.From the depths of the sea, a massive form began to rise, the water cascading off its scales like liquid silver. Doromu emerged with a grace that belied his immense size. His golden eyes, warm and wise, fixed upon Serpens with a gaze that seemed to peer into the very depths of his soul. The dragon’s scales shimmered with a soft, radiant light, contrasting the dark waters around him."Welcome, Serpens," Doromu said, his voice deep and resonant, echoing across the stillness of the sea. He lowered his head in a deep, respectful bow. "Great Dragon, it is an honour to
The uproar in Draketwon that night increased people ran to find safety from the threats of the dragons which descended upon the city like a flock of birds.It wasn't long after that the armed forces of Draketwon set into action. Helicopters, their blades slicing through the night air, emerged from the darkness. It was a show down of the humans versus the dragons, as fire bathed the entire city like a flood.The roar of the engines filled the cockpit as Captain Marcus Rourke, the seasoned leader of the air force squadron, adjusted his headset. His eyes were steely, focused on the horizon where plumes of smoke rose from the city below. The once-vibrant metropolis was now a war zone, engulfed in chaos as dragons soared through the sky, their fiery breath raining destruction upon the streets.“Echo Squadron, this is Captain Rourke,” he spoke into the radio, his voice calm but laced with urgency. “We’ve got eyes on the target. Multiple dragons are engaged, laying waste to the city. They’re
Tiara sat at her usual spot in the school courtyard, the sun dipping lower in the sky as the hours ticked by. The news of the Zorvath's going through Serpens' locker in school, had become the news of the day, but that wasn't her problem.Her concern was in the fact that Serpens whom he had called to tell what had happened didn't show up in school. She couldn't help but wonder why he didn't show up after he told her he was already on his way when she called him earlier that day.After the first set of classes of the day, she decided to go to the courtyard and hoped that before the afternoon classes would commence, Serpens would show up.Her gaze flicked anxiously toward the school gates every few minutes, hoping to see Serpens' familiar figure stride through. But as the shadows lengthened and the students trickled out in groups, laughing and chatting, there was no sign of him.By now, the courtyard was almost empty, save for a few stragglers. Tiara’s worry had shifted to a gnawing unea
As Serpens pondered Zorvath's enigmatic riddle, a figure emerged from the trees surrounding the lake. It was a young woman with piercing green eyes and long, curly brown hair. She approached Serpens with a confident stride, her gaze fixed on him."Ah, Serpens," she said, her voice husky and mysterious. "I've been searching for you. My name is Lyra, and I possess knowledge about your past and your connection to Xin."Serpens's eyes narrowed, unsure if he should trust this stranger. But something about Lyra's words resonated deep within him."What do you know?" he asked, his curiosity piqued.Lyra smiled, her eyes glinting with secrets. "Let's just say that I can help you unlock the truth about your draconic powers and the reason behind Winter's pursuit."Zorvath, who had been watching the exchange, suddenly spoke up. "Lyra, you shouldn't be here. This is a matter between Serpens and me."Lyra turned to Zorvath, her expression unfazed. "I'm afraid I have a stake in this too, Zorvath. Se
The morning routine was almost automatic. Serpens crossed the room to his wardrobe, where his clothes hung neatly on the door. As he buttoned his shirt, his mind kept drifting back to the urgency of his quest, the need to find Xin and the draconic gem.After pulling on his trousers and fastening his belt, Serpens moved to the bathroom. He splashed cold water on his face, the chill waking him up fully. He stared at his reflection in the mirror—his dark hair tousled from sleep, his eyes sharp and alert despite the fatigue that lingered at their edges. With deliberate care, he combed his hair, making sure every strand was in place, trying to impose order on at least this small part of his life.He grabbed his school bag, checking to make sure he had everything he needed: books, notebooks, the pendant that Professor Layton had given him back then, was still there—a small token that served as a reminder of his mission.Before leaving his room, Serpens took a moment to gaze out of the wind
The night was a gentle embrace, soft and inviting, perfect for slipping into the realm of dreams. The sky was clear, a deep velvet canvas dotted with a thousand twinkling stars that seemed to pulse with a quiet, rhythmic light. The moon, full and luminous, bathed the world in a silvery glow, casting long, soft shadows that danced lightly across the ground. A cool breeze whispered through the trees, rustling the leaves in a soothing lullaby that filled the air with a sense of calm and serenity.The world seemed to have slowed its pace, the hustle of the day giving way to a peaceful stillness. The sounds of the night were gentle and comforting—the distant chirp of crickets, the occasional hoot of an owl, and the soft rustle of nocturnal creatures moving about their nightly routines. Even the air itself felt different, cooler and lighter, as if it carried the essence of dreams within it, urging all who breathed it in to close their eyes and drift away.The scent of blooming jasmine and n