"I love him "A lone pearl drop escaped from her almond-shaped eye gushing down her cheek.
" And he is dead" His atrocious gawp met her blurry vision while his vicious smirk churned up her stomach. Bringing the dribbling knife to her visage he wiped...
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Ambling along the riverbank of the millstream on the concave viaduct of the stream named 'Lake Como', clutching the scriptures in my hands down my flank, the visage of " Villa De Vecchi" discerned afore me while the sentinel was escorting me towards the division of Igneous. If there's a visage that epitomizes psychotic thoughts, he embodies it perfectly.
As I approached his chamber, each step made my heart pound harder against my ribs. All I could do was wait, my anticipation building with every moment. Stepping forward, my heart quickened instantly as the sentinel before me abruptly stopped, signalling with a gesture that I was now under the guardianship of the Red Jade Guardian. The Red Jade Guardian escorted me towards his empire, a realm dreaded by all for good reason.
The rhythmic ticking of his boots against the stony tiles reverberated through the hallways, quickening my heartbeat. As we approached his cabin, the Red Jade Guardian gestured for me to enter his room. The hallway fell silent behind us, the weight of his invitation hanging in the air like a heavy cloak. I hesitated for a moment, the anticipation palpable, before stepping across the threshold into his domain. The atmosphere inside was unexpectedly serene yet charged with an air of mystery. Inside, the atmosphere shifted subtly; the dimly lit cabin exuded an aura of ancient knowledge and guarded secrets.
His figure seated on a soft cushion, surrounded by an icy demeanour, ignited a fire within my veins. The soft glow of lamplight cast shadows that danced across the walls, enhancing the air of enigma that enveloped him. I stood outside, my breath misting the glass door as I exhaled deeply, my heart pounding with a mixture of apprehension and anticipation. With a tentative finger, I tapped on the glass, creating an unusual rhythm that seemed to echo through the quiet room. As the door clicked open, he could discern the unease etched across my face.
"Here are the reports and scriptures you asked for," I placed them on the table. He reached out slowly, his fingers hovering over the artefacts as if sensing their latent power. His gaze flickered back to me, a silent question lingering in the air between us. With a deep breath, I nodded slightly, a gesture of both confirmation and readiness to share the burden of their secrets. The room seemed to hold its breath as he began to examine each item meticulously, his fingers tracing intricate patterns and symbols with a reverence born of years spent deciphering the enigmatic and arcane.
"I still need to meet her in person to learn more about her. Meeting face-to-face will provide me with a better understanding of who she is beyond what I already know."
“Isn't five years enough to get to know her? And you still need more time?” He questioned, staring at me incredulously while I silently prayed for a chance to explain myself.
"Please understand, she's currently in love. According to task 01, I've already succeeded. I just need a bit more time to find that gem. Once I have it in my hands, I'll deliver it as promised." He carries an aura of bewildered innocence or naïveté.
