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Prologue

"Do you regret it?" I stared at the queen lying beneath me.

She was truly elegant, even with all her limbs torn off. Her red hair was splayed out on the ground underneath her, blending in with her blood.

"I do not believe in regret, Sedit." She was as dignified as ever, unwilling to back down even in the face of death.

"I suppose." It was a fitting answer.

"Now everyone is dead." I looked around me, the palace was burning down. The once extravagant building would be no more than ashes by tomorrow, surrounded by a sea of death.

My palm caressed the face of the woman before me, "It was all for naught, your majesty."

And I burnt her body too.

"I'm tired." I mumbled softly to myself, with no one to hear my complaints.

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Rather than relief, I felt more lost than ever. It took one mistake for them to lose it all, and for me to achieve my revenge. The hate that had festered for generations within me went away in one night.

I sat on the bloodied floor, my fingers playing with the ashes.

I guess I should rest.

Maybe tomorrow will be better.

I stared up into the skies, it was hard to see the stars due to the flame that raged the lands beneath it.

I was born with the curse of immortality.

My parents had died because they loved me, and so did my adoptive families. Then the king, the ancestor of the current queen, found me.

I was nothing more than a useful tool, a pawn that would never die. I listened to his lies and fought for his kingdom, turning it into the strongest empire in Argius. 

I was undefeated because I would never die.

When he finally passed away, I wanted to stop. I was tired of war.

But I couldn't.

It was a waste to throw away the undying dog of the empire. His daughter saw my worth and bound me with dark magic.

I had no choice, I could not even die.

For hundreds of years, I served the royal family of Iyatha. 

But it was truly the end now. I was free.

To do what? I longed for my freedom, and now that I had it, I was tired of it all.

How could I begin to live, with all of yesterday in me?

I am alone, again.

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