Elsword: Yin Yang (Under Major Revision)

Chapter 1

**Edited**

This story was planned BEFORE Lanox was released. Please don't remind me that Lanox is Ara's home.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters and pictures used in this story, all rights belong to their rightful owners.

Hello, my lovebirds, and welcome to another one of my stories, this one is a MUCH longer story. So sit back and relax. It's gonna be a long adventure.

I also made some banners for each main character, I hope everyone likes them!

I jolted awake in cold sweat, strands of dark hair stuck to my damp cheeks and heart beating out of my chest. This was a typical routine of mine, sleep, dream, remember, and wake up.

I cursed under my breath and buried my face in my hands. That's when the memories came rushing back to my damaged mind. I was brought back to the day I reawakened, alone, and drenched in my own sweat under the blistering sun. I could still feel my skin bubbling under the heat, the invisible chains binding my tiny limbs to the ground, and the foreign voices that entered my village days after—those travellers saved my life.

I shook my head as if it could wipe those haunting memories away. My eyes darted to the digital clock sitting beside my bed, 5:00 am was displayed in red.

"Looks like I slept in an extra hour," I mumbled to myself. I threw my legs over my bedside and got up. Both legs shook under my weight but I forced my way into the bathroom.

I stripped off my damp clothes and hopped into the shower, sighing as the warm water splattered on my fatigued body. I closed my eyes and allowed the warmth to envelop me.

All hope isn't lost yet. I reminded myself as I brushed my hand through my wet hair. Aren wasn't there that day. He's still out there—I know he is. This fact alone is the reason I bother to get up each morning.

After I finished my shower I dried off and changed into a traditional Sander robe (I made it myself). I accompanied the outfit with Mother's necklace and the fox hairpin

I glanced at the mirror one last time only to find a total stranger staring back at me. Dark bags shaded under her bloodshot eyes, and her face was painted with a sickly white. I turned away from the mirror, grabbed the golden spear leaning against the dirty white wall, and made my way out.

My stomach groaned as I walked past the small kitchen in my apartment," I never really eat much anyways." I mumbled to myself. Training was more important.

I hung my head low as I made my way down the stairwell. I mutely passed a few residents along the way but none of them acknowledged my presence, I gladly returned the gesture.

Goosebumps rose on my arms the moment I stepped out of the warm lobby. I hugged my arms around myself and trudged down the quiet streets of Elder.

Maybe I should've brought a sweater.

A car horn rippled through the silence, I yelped at the abrupt sound. At the corner of my eye, I noticed a familiar black van pulling up beside me. I smiled at the driver as she rolled down her windows," good morning, rookie!" Camilla greeted with a large toothy grin. "I'm surprised to see you out here. Usually, you'd already be training at the arena."

I smiled at my teacher," I sort of slept in today." I scratched the back of my head damp. "I promise I'll be there on time tomorrow."

"Don't sweat it, kid," she waved her hand dismissively. "It's not like you're ever late for a lesson anyways."

I sighed of relief upon hearing her response. If Mother caught me sleeping in she would have made me run ten laps around the village.

"You're already working so hard. Take a break once in awhile, I don't want you to overwork yourself." She added.