❝ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. ❞

*𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯*

Nightfall was soon approaching with the sun gradually setting below the households of the Kingdom of Katsuaki. No matter if they haven't been inhabited in thousands of years and now were seriously worn-down, (Y/n) remained to awe in its allure as she looked out a broken window, the tearing curtains gliding tenderly in front of her as the oozing sun seemed to have only a little more time left until it's retired for the night.

Hours have passed since (Y/n) last left the castle grounds and now she was dwelling inside of a decaying home—much like every single house in Katsuaki. Either way, the charm and hospitality that this house once had could still be seen in this house, with the numerous stuffed animals sprawling around with some portraits of the family that used to reside here dangling on the walls.

(Y/n) thought it depressing at first, realizing that they were all dead. Once such a mighty race—now extinct. Well, perhaps. If she was able to withstand such a carnage, how many others were able to as well? Shaking her head at such an encouraging thought (Y/n) frowned as she gripped her mother's crown close to her chest as she was curled up near the corner, not letting even a shred of light come near her.

She was still anxious about being found out by King.

With only a seldom light left inside of the deserted nursery (Y/n) peered down at the tear-shaped diamond that was fixed in the heart of the extraordinary crown, glistening with secrecy with the little light given to it. As silence dominated her ears (Y/n) mind drifted over to the miniature door that she came upon in her old nursery room.

What was behind it? And why did her crown—I mean—her mother's crown counter so vigorously to it? Was the feedback positive or wrong?

Groaning in irritation (Y/n) felt her head feel as if it was split open with an ax. Everything that took place today, from the deception and psychotic devotion of King to uncovering that she now has a relation that she never thought she would ever have with an object, has now taken a great tax on her spirit. All she wished to do at the moment was to lie somewhere—anywhere—and just rest; recover her strength for the next day.

Still clenching the crown close to her chest, (Y/n) laid down on the cool ground as she closed her eyes, fatigue that she didn't know she had taken over her willpower. Before she knew it, she was now far away from where she was.

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Cheers resounded inside of her ears as something delicate tickled her bare skin. Opening her eyes (Y/n) hastily moved her hand in front of her eyes, covering them from being paralyzed any further from the optimistically dazzling sun that was upon the kingdom.

'Where... where the hell am I?'

"All hail the new King and Queen of Katsuaki!"

"May your rule be fruitful and eternal!"

Deliberately moving her hand away from her face (Y/n) looked down, only to see a crowd—so extensive and immense that she saw no end to it. Thousands—no—millions materialized before her, hailing for a couple below her. Glancing down (Y/n) staggered back in shock as she recognized the familiar woman from the stained glass window, a smile so noble and pleasant overwhelming her once more as she seemed to be a goddess. Not something like the Supreme Deity—oh no—but something too celestial that it seems like you couldn't even feel her, even look at her liberally.

White flowing hair ambled along with the wind as it shimmered in the sunlight, the color as white as virgin snow, untouched by no contaminations, as if it was a pure white diamond. Eyes that seemed like the truest kind of gold were held inside of her orbs, gleaming up towards a handsome male that stood beside her as if he was the only thing that remained; and she probably thought he was.

The man in question had raven-black hair. As dark as the night was, it seemed to absorb in any merry color around it. The man held amethyst purple eyes more precious than jewels as delight and exhilaration burned inside of them. His smile was brighter than any firefly as he clung to the woman beside him tightly; longingly, almost.

Enraptured with their delicacy (Y/n) almost missed the part where the male kneeled down in front of the female, his smile ever so present on his cherry-red lips as he closed his eyes serenely. The sublime woman also turned her whole body towards him, drawing out a longsword as she placed it next to his shoulder. Regarding as the woman opened her mouth (Y/n) strained her ears to pick up anything that she could have said, only for no sound to come out of her mouth as she moved her lips.

Baffled by the unforeseen silence (Y/n) went to walk towards her only for her to suddenly fall back. Reaching her arm out to the woman (Y/n) observed the woman as her lips developed into a smile before eventually declaring a name—

"Aldric."

With that name forever etched in her mind and soul (Y/n) finally discovered herself in a bizarre scenario as she was now in front of a man, the familiar raven-colored hair now sweaty as his broad chest puffed up and down calmly, his hand firmly bearing a longsword as it dripped with blood, slithering down from the sleek metal as it accumulated on the floor, staining the pristine marble with red. The room where they were in looked like a deteriorating throne room, all lights gone as it now almost seemed like a pitch-black hole.

Frightened of what she might see next (Y/n) flinched as a thundering voice reverberated.

"Look, you coward!"

Thinking that he was speaking to her for a minute (Y/n) disregarded the idea promptly. How could he if neither of them seemed to detect her for the first time? Resolving to glance down anyhow (Y/n) casually shifted her head down only to clamp her hand on her mouth as she saw the rolling head of the fairy-like woman as her eyes were now gawking at her wide-eyed, eyes bloodshot as a bitter sneer appeared on her lips. Her expression was eternally engraved with anguish and vengeance as her eyes stared at her, and only her.

"Run!"

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Waking up abruptly (Y/n) sat up hastily, her chest heaving up and down quickly as rigid breathing slipped from her throat. Sweat rolled down her forehead as a drop landed on her lips, her throat burning. Pulling her hair back (Y/n) shakily brought the crown in front of her, staring at the pure white diamond for solace, only to contort as it glowed a blood-red, turning into a blood-stained ruby.

Just as she was subsequently recovering her breathing, (Y/n) jolted up in alarm as a resounding 'boom' blew from the Kingdom's gates. Crawling down on the ground (Y/n) shoved the crown inside of a small bag she carried around with her with some coins inside as well, and peered out the window with only her forehead and eyes revealing—and the sight couldn't be more frightful.

Smoke appeared in front of the kingdom gates where King and she formerly came in from as it rapidly swept inside of the village. After a few seconds of the smoke clearing out (Y/n) eyes expanded in shock and fear as she saw the figures of seven people—all of them remaining far from where she was, but close enough for her to see their silhouettes from inside the dust and debris.

"The sins..."

(ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴅᴀʏ/ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴍʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇꜱ!)