Zeldris meets (Y/N) in the wilderness, unaware of the changes in his life. One day, Zeldris vanishes without even saying goodbye, leaving (Y/N) to be in despair. She continuously reincarnates and remembers her previous life for the 30th reincarnatio...
A prophecy in Britain tells of a person with striking black hair and golden eyes, destined to bring prosperity and abundance to the land. Blessed with intelligence, charisma, and dedication to the people's well-being, they led Britain into an era of great fortune. The flowing black hair symbolizes strength and resilience, while the golden eyes symbolize insight and wisdom. It will approach interactions with kindness and empathy, fostering unity and cooperation. It will identify and harness untapped potential, encouraging innovation and sustainable practices. It's influence extends beyond Britain, forming alliances and strengthening trade, cultural exchange, and knowledge sharing. It also champion social equality, justice, and access to education, allowing individuals to realize their full potential. The genuine intentions and commitment to the people gain trust and admiration, leading to a new golden age of prosperity.
Once the oracle has been revealed, the kings of every kingdom have been directed to locate the individual with golden eyes and black hair, whether he or she is a boy or a girl, young or old.
In the Kingdom of Edinburgh. The people with black hair and golden eyes have now assembled at the royal palace.
(Y/n)'s POV
The knights took us, and they gathered us at the royal castle because I also had black hair and golden eyes. Despite the fact that I am eight years old and that my parents have died, I am an orphan living on the streets.
Then his Majesty instructed us to form a line, as the priest would evaluate whether or not we possessed abilities. When it's my turn, the priest's eyes brighten as he notices my beautiful eyes. "Well, this child is different from the others, my king," the priest stated, touching my hand and feeling as though I possessed abilities. But then I didn't expect that the priest suddenly shoved me aside and said in a disgusting tone, "What a useless child you are; I have never seen anyone like you in all my life, not even a tiny bit of power, though you had different golden eyes." Then he turned around and said to the King, "Your Majesty, this kid didn't have any tiny bit of power; she'll only bring disgrace to the others, My King; we'll throw her out in the outskirts since she is also an orphan; no one will seek out for her eventually." Then the King just raised his finger as a sign that they'll throw me out in the outskirts. Then the knights escorted me outside the kingdom and sneered at me, their eyes filled with disdain.
As I stood outside the kingdom, tears streamed down my face. I had always dreamed of finding a place where I belonged, but now I was being cast aside like a worthless burden. Determined not to let their words define me, I wiped away my tears and set off into the unknown.
Little did they know that the goddesses had notified me before bestowing the oracle on the land of Britain. I decided to conceal the existence of my power. People in Britain just assumed I would bring them prosperity. They had no idea that I had been blessed by the goddesses with unparalleled power that no one could equal. With every step, a quiet confidence welled up within me. I knew that I had been chosen for a greater purpose, beyond the narrow-minded prejudice of those who dismissed me. The weight of the oracle's words carried me forward, guiding my steps through the uncharted terrain. As the people of Britain awaited their salvation, little did they know that it was not prosperity I would bring but a revolution.
10 years have passed, and I am now 18 years old. I decided to live in the middle of the forest, not far from the Kingdom of Edinburgh. Here, I settled in a humble dwelling, surrounded by the beauty of nature. It was all thanks to the old man who had guided me to this forest and helped me out of my darkest moments and he also became my father figure. I was determined to make him proud and honor his legacy as I took my place in the unfolding revolution.
But my father figure died because of a vampire and now I am living alone in this cabin, constantly sharpening my weapons and honing my skills in the dead of night. Every creak of the floorboards and rustle of leaves outside sends adrenaline coursing through my veins, reminding me of the impending clash that will determine my fate. In this secluded refuge, I have become one with my solitude, embracing the darkness that has become my closest companion. Patiently, I bide my time, knowing that when the vampire finally dares to step foot in my domain, it will be met with a wrath it had never anticipated.
Hours, days, and weeks have passed, and there's still no sign of the vampire showing up. I decided to take a walk in the moonlit forest surrounding my refuge, hoping to catch a glimpse of any movement or trace of its presence. As I tread cautiously through the underbrush, I could feel the weight of anticipation building within me. Suddenly, a rustling sound broke the silence, and my heart skipped a beat. Could it be the vampire finally making its move? When the figure appeared, I met him, his black hair fluttering in the wind and his emerald eyes sparkling as the moonlight shone through them. And I didn't expect that my encounter with him will change my life forever.
Zeldris POV
I got lost and went further into the forest while enjoying a stroll in the night. Then I stumbled on a stone and fell into the bush. As I suddenly stood up, I saw a girl standing before me with her golden eyes glowing in the darkness.
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She had an ethereal aura about her, as if she didn't belong in this world. Her long, flowing hair cascaded down her back, adding to her mysterious presence. I couldn't help but feel a mixture of curiosity and fear as I waited for her to speak, unsure of what I had stumbled upon in the depths of the forest.
"Well, you? Are you a vampire?" she asked me as she got furious. Her voice was filled with a hint of annoyance. I stumbled over my words, taken aback by her question. "No, I'm not a vampire," I stammered, trying to assure her. Her anger seemed to dissipate slightly as she studied me with those piercing golden eyes, leaving me wondering what had sparked her suspicion in the first place. "Then what are you doing here in the middle of the forest?" she asked curiously, her tone softening. I hesitated for a moment, unsure of how much to reveal. "I...I come here to find solace," I finally admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. Her expression softened, and she nodded understandingly. "I can relate," she replied quietly, her eyes searching mine for any sign of deceit. "I can't send you back home since it's already midnight, young child," she stated. And her last words had turned me to stone. "I'm not a child!" I argued. "What do you mean you're not a child? Don't tell me you're an adult in that kind of state?" she argued back. "Yes, that's what I am saying," I affirmed, my voice gaining strength. "No, I won't believe you; just follow me since it's dangerous here," she said as she pulled my hands and dragged me to her home. "Hmph, why won't you believe me?" I muttered under my breath, feeling frustrated by her refusal to accept the truth. As we walked through the dark forest, I couldn't help but wonder how I ended up in this peculiar situation.
