TW: Violence, strong language
Sohalia picked up her gown and ran down her castle stairs. Her wavy blond hair moving with her movements. How could this happen? She thought to herself running. Everything was fine. Her crown ceremony was going perfectly than she imagined. As she was about to have put her crown on her head, a loud 'crash' had frighted her. She had remembered that awful moment.
Sohalia kept looking back. Was her family ok? The questions in her head were jumping around like angry birds.
When she looked back the second time, people in black armor were sprinting towards her. She shrieked and ran faster. Her legs were giving up on her. She wanted to use her magic, but she was too weak. A loud crash came in front of her. She was surrounded by black-armored people.
Sohalia had to use her powers. She jumped and with that, air backed off her feet and hit the armored people. She jumped one more time and flew over the trees. She felt like she was going to die. " Run Sohalia, run. Don't give up. Keep running even if your legs are collapsing. Run." Had said her fiancé as the castle broke into pieces.
Sohalia fell to the ground and sighed.
She couldn't give up.
She ran, and ran, and ran until she was gasping for air. She panted heavily. She looked back and saw the armor people running. She couldn't do anything. It was like she was in a box and the box was getting shorter every second. She wanted to just sit down and fly away to heaven. But she didn't want to give up on her fiancé.
Sohalia ran several more feet. She could feel her head getting fuzzy. She looked back and saw the armored people holding bows and arrows. This was it. She was going to die. She was going to get shot and die.
She looked up and saw a cliff.
Should I even jump off? What is there in life for me to do? My fiancé is dead. My castle tore apart. If I jump off, I'm probably gonna die anyway. Sohalia thought.
She walked up to the cliff. The armored people were about to shoot. One arrow flew in the air and landed right beside her. She picked it up, knowing it would be a horrible weapon.
"Inferno.." She whispered as she read the name on the arrow.
Sohalia didn't have much time left. She had to jump off. One of the armored people said something. And then all the arrows shot in the air at once. Sohalia had taken a risk.
She jumped off the cliff. Under the cliff was water. She put her hands up enjoying the air hitting her face. She hadn't felt this glory in forever. She had adored it. Sohalia splashed into the water. She swam up to shore. Her gown was wet and heavy. Sohalia wondered how she had survived. She saw a few arrows hit the water. She coughed up blood. She just wanted to die now.
Sohalia saw a boat coming up from the line of the ocean. She squinted her eyes as the sun was falling in her eyes. She relaxed her eyes. It was time.
She slowly fell down. Sohalia didn't know if she would make it. She let loose, and let the angels take her away.
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Asterin
FantasyPower. That's all that matters to Inferno. Killing humans and taking their supernatural powers. Will Asterin and her friends defeat Inferno? Or will they get defeated?