Fated

Chapter Seven

You sat by the riverside, a dull ache ringing inside your head. It's been a few minutes since the strange whisps of memories flooded your sightㅡMemories, what a wrong choice of word it was.

Swallowing the lump forming in your throat, you mustered up the courage to stood up. You're no idiotㅡthose are the events that has yet to unfold: it was the future itself.

The seal was broken for some time now and in instance each readings of the future has laid itself bare. There were too many that it was difficult for you to digest and assess them individually. You've had quite a good grasp in few events, but still too little.

If only you could look a little bit farther back on what will happen to the resistance, to yourself, and maybe your leader as well...

After that, you will try to seal it once again, you have no clear idea what kind of spell was used to seal your abilities for so long, but you're going to find it out yourself. Having been able to help the Resistance through your wit for quite some time has prove itself useful. Howeverㅡnow that you have the future within reach, you could use it to your advantage, to Resistance's advantage against the Orthodox church.

You'll be able to see the future, each plans, possible death, and everything in between. You'll avoid these path, and create a much better future for the resistance and the other species. This is something only you could offer, no one else.

It's time to make a huge leapt (name).

You told yourself, again and again. Almost as if convincing yourself that you're doing it all for the purpose of helping the resistance itself. You're just going to take another quick look, for sure it wouldn't be that bad....right?

You look back down the riverside, the murky liquid almost seemed invisible allowing you to see the riverbed below. Slowly, you close your eyes, innate powers flickering from within, that small sliver of ember flicking with just the right amount of fire before finally bursting into large embers.

"Just... a bit more..."

And there, a vision has appeared right before your closed lids.

It was within arm's reach, just a little bit closer and you'll be able to assess it yourself. The small bubble of light encaged a figure of Solomon and Sheba...together.

Flabbergasted, you took a step back.

You were supposed to look further through the Orthodox's plans, right?

You gaze at the man holding the female in his arms, his eyes held such gentle fondness in them.

Your heart aches, almost as if it'll burst out of your chest, however you couldn't tell whether it's out of pain or happinessㅡ you couldn't care less.

The very thought of Solomon finally having a family of his own one day, somehow does not sit right with you, if only you could look a bit farther by gathering the vision in your hands, then....

A barely audible voice called out somewhere, it was strangely familiar, one that you have heard plentiful of times before,

Your mind chose to ignore it however, as your eyes falls to the vision up front, tempting, pulling you inㅡthe unresistable urge to dive in and mess with the future itself had you on hold, that you couldn't stop your feet from advancing further.

The warm light was inviting, seemingly beckoning you closer.

Maybe, just a little glimpse...

The voice called once again, but you deftly ignore it.

Something warm has threatened its way out of your eyes, but you couldn't care less, your gaze fixated at the warm vision alone.

your hand determined to reach out, ready to enclosed it within your eager fingertips. Until suddenly something warm enclosed your right wrist, pulling you back ever so gently.

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The engineer worriedly eyed the unconscious blue haired man currently holding the female's hand with his own.

She has grown unresponsive for what seemed like hours when it was just a few minutes ago.

Her body was seemingly convulsing in pain, large amount of magoi was drained yet againㅡit instantly pushed her mortal body to the edge.

He was never an expert when it comes to medical and health concerns, but he definitely knew that the amount of magoi drained was way too much for a mortal body to handle. Her lifeline was flickering like a dying ember, one last push and she'll instantly meet her demise.

But suddenly....it stopped, almost as if a switch was turned off somewhere.

Ugo could have sworn she saw her die and gain life in a flicker of second.

His tired eyes trailed back to their leader, he had done something....something he himself hadn't thought of either.

After a few minutes, Solomon finally gained consciousness, he looks around only finding Ithnan and Ugo's concern gazes.

"She's still unresponsive."