50: Strength to Protect

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Where did this calamitous power come from?

When did the inferno surging through my veins start to thrash through my vessel?

The heat in my hands could melt diamonds.

The fire in my feet left the marks of my passage.

The lucidity of my perception that disrupted my mind cost me my stuttered speaking.

I can hear someone's death coming, I can smell the fear in one's sweat, and I can see the darkness of one's soul.

But what were these powers meant for?

Where will I use the conflagration that kept on trying to burst through the weakening seal of my body?

I did not wish to hear the cry of death.

I did not wish to smell the scent of blood.

I did not wish to see the world end.

Let this fire die.

Let this power weaken.

Let me perish with it.

The world must not know about Hell.

I must search for the rightful owner of this power.

I must search for the suitable vessel of this power.

I did not want to continue to bear this strength that had no relation with peace but was the mother of destruction.

I must continue to flap my wings and find them.

I must continue to soar through the skies to discover my purpose.

Because despite this strength that I possess... I felt very tired.

The world was very cruel.

There were many gruesome gruesome things that my eyes could not see directly but managed to see clearly.

The world was a very sad place.

I could hear the pained cries of children from a mile away and bitter goodbyes from love ones who lost their lives to the edge of the sword.

The world was a very scary place.

I could smell the scent of blood, the scent of rotting corpses and the scent of smoldered lives.

Then the world was suddenly a very bright place.

"This is peach. Peach tastes good. Have you had one?"

I could see light that was not too blinding. I could smell the sweetness of the fruit offered before me. I could hear the tender beating of a tender person's heart right in front of me.

I had flown for a long time.

Felt for a long time.

Hid for a long time.

But now I have found my purpose.

It was time to seek shelter.

It was time to nestle down.

It was time to protect my nest.

And I will do it with all my power.

I will not let this light die down.

I will not let this sweetness fade away.

I will not let this heart stop beating.

"Swak, come to me. We must escape for now," I heard Lucian from below.

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