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RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension Chapter 89
"Where the hell are you, you dirty bitch. Stop being a coward and come out and fight me!!" Drake yelled, his eyes darting across the room, looking for any signs of her. He had managed to wrestle one of Victoria's daggers from her. He got himself badly injured in the process but he was able to get her to release one of the daggers. Victoria, seeing this, immediately went into hiding. "Come out here, you pig!" Stage screamed again. Victoria's laughter filled the room, causing Drake's stomach to tighten. He tried to follow the sound of the laughter but it seemed to be coming from all around the room. "Come out here, so I can slit your throat in half and feed your head to the vultures." Stage threatened but instead, Victoria's laughter doubled. "I'd love for you to do that, Drake." Victoria said and finally appeared from the shadows, holding her last dagger in hand. "Let's make this quick, shall we?" She intoned and made bone cracking noises with her neck. She had no interest in pr
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension Chapter 90
Chapter 90"Come on now, let me help you to your feet." Saint spat out more blood into a corner and reached out a hand to help Drake. "Thanks!" Drake clasped his hand coated with blood into Saint's. "You look like you've lost a lot of blood, I'm so sorry that I could not help you out." Saint apologized genuinely. "It's fine, I completely understand you." Drake said, nodding his head slowly. "I never knew that she was strong, Saint, she doesn't even look it at all." Drake said as he stood to his feet but Saint didn't want to let go of him yet for fear that he might fall. "Yeah, I didn't know too. Thank you for delivering that final cut to her, I wished that I had been the one to do it myself." Saint said again, he couldn't bear the way his conscience was pricking at him for not wanting to fight Victoria even though he has sworn to himself that he would not show mercy on the one who had taken the lives of his people. Saint Watched as Drake took off his shirt to wipe the blood stai
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension Chapter 91
It took both men the whole day to get to the dragon clan and not a single word had been exchanged between both men. Saint's guilt was eating him whole, while Drake was lost in his own thoughts. At intervals, Saint would wipe out an invisible sweat from his face and blow out some air or chew ok his fingers. He had apologized in his head to Gerald and his uncle time and time again over what he had said to them and how he had treated them. "Gosh, will they ever forgive me?!" Saint said to himself, his gaze falling onto the floor. "Who?" Drake asked him. "Hunh?" Saint asked, lifting his gaze slowly to meet his brother's. He didn't think that Drake had heard him talking to himself. "Who is never going to forgive you?" Drake clarified. "Oh, uhm..." Saint let out a loud sight before he would confess, "I had been too hard on them especially Gerald. I had been quick to declare punishment without even getting to listen to them. My own family—the people I call my own. I had casted them as
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension Chapter 92
Saint sat alone in his chamber, his head buried in his hands. The battle that Drake had had with Victoria or rather, the woman he had believed to be Victoria replayed in his mind over and over again. He could still hear her venomous laughter, see the blood trickling from Drake’s wounds, and worst of all, he could still feel the pain of betrayal cutting through him like a blade.The others had tried to warn him. Gerald. Drake. Even Steward. They had all sensed something off, something unnatural about the woman he had so fiercely defended. But Saint had refused to listen. He had let his love blind him to the truth, and because of that, he had nearly cost his clan everything.A sharp knock at the door startled him from his thoughts. He lifted his head slowly, dreading the conversation he knew was coming.“Enter,” he said, his voice hoarse.The door creaked open, and Gerald stepped in, followed closely by Drake, who was still bandaged from their fight. Drake looked better, but there was s
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension Chapter 93
"I've come to talk to you about the woman named Vic." Saint blurted out, pretending that he and his uncle were in good terms. "But first things first, Uncle I want to apologize about the way I treated you and Gerald....""It's okay. I understand it completely well. You acted out of your own judgments that you thought was right, so it's okay. " Lord Magnus uttered with understanding. Saint Clenched his lips and nodded his head slightly in remorse. "So what did you want to talk about?" Lord Magnus asked, quickly shifting away from that topic. About the woman named The Vic do you know any woman whose name Is weakLord Magnus raised his eyes, as though he was trying to recall where he has heard that name before. He shook his head slowly, "it doesn't ring a bell. I don't know who you are talking about.""Are you sure you don't know who Vic is?" Saint asked again but suddenly remembered that he had not told him of the recent happenings, he probably wasn't even aware that Vic was the wo
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension Chapter 94
All through out the night, he was being tormented with what he had learnt. He wanted to march straight to wherever Vic was and put things to an end. The only thing that stopped him from doing that was; he did not know exactly where Vic was And he might have some trouble locating her hideout, Because if she could keep herself young and look exactly like Victoria with the help of medicine and Magic she could definitely use the same magic to conceal her location. Saint suddenly sprang up from the bed, tossing his duvet to the side as he began to pace across the floors, with his hands folded behind his back. "Damn it!" Saint cursed loudly into the cold night, the air around him taut, making it hard for him to breathe properly, "why did I ever hold back. Why did I think that my Victoria was capable of doing a thing like this. I should have killed Vic when I had the chance"If only he had known sooner. If only he had seen the truth beneath the surface. But how could he? She had looked ex
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension Chapter 95
Saint had managed to sleep the previous night but without drowning into his thoughts. He had been woken up rudely by loud knocks on his door. He didn't want to attend to the door and just wanted to pretend he didn't hear so he could resume his sleep but the knocking persisted. He grudgingly turned in his sleep and arose from the bed, rubbing his eyes to block out the sunlight. "Saint....Saint, are you awake yet. Please open up, Drake is nowhere to be found!" The voice cried out desperately. The sleep immediately vanished from Saint's eyes the moment he heard those words. "Saint, please open up the door, we have to do something about this!"Saint rushed to his feet and ran quick to do the door, wasting no time in opening the door. "Gerald, what did you just say?!" Saint let out, running his eyes all over him. Gerald who seemed to be in a dishevelled state swallowed the bile in his throat as he thought of the right words he could use to describe the situation at hand. "I woke up
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension Chapter 96
Lord Magnus barged into Saint's room, his eyes sweeping across the room, hoping to find the scroll. His age kept him back from overturning things in the chamber and Instead, he ransacked the areas that he could. He searched the drawers, underneath the bed and even in the restroom, but he couldn't find it. "Where could it be?!" He muttered against his breath. Sweat had covered his forehead, already dripping down his face, but he made no attempt to wipe them off and Instead kept searching. After what seemed like hours of searching for the scroll, he finally looked up to see the scroll atop a table just across from him. He slapped his hands across his face in frustration. "How had I not seen that when I first walked in?" He said to himself and trotted quickly toward the table to grab the scroll. The moment he laid his hands on the scroll, he felt a strong sensation, like electricity zapping through his veins. "Don't worry, I'm not going to open you, I have no rights to." He said to
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It was hard to tell when it was day in this realm, because more than half of the place was already lit up by a translucent light. The moment Saint awakened, he found a tray already in front of him. "What the heck?!" He exclaimed and swung up from the bed, "how did this get in here? I remembered I locked this door, so how did this get in here?" He asked no one in particular. He looked around the room he was in to make sure that there hadn't been any other entrance asides the front door. He had checked before he went to sleep. He had locked the doors on purpose so no one would make an entrance. Or it seems one of the assistants he had seen around the house had spare keys to the door. Saint bent to look at the lock again. The lock didn't require any keys to open it, instead, he had opened and locked the doors with a code he had found in a box that said it was exclusive to only him. "Something is amiss here." He said and turned to look at the tray again. It seemed like there was food
Chapter 117
He could literally feel his hands melting into Lysara's as soon as he touched her. He couldn't describe the feeling but her hands felt like magic—it was cold and warm at the same time, the softest hands he had ever touched. "Are your hands always this soft?!" Saint accidentally blurted out. Lysara's cheeks flushed. But instead of answering, she closed her eyes and wrapped her hands around Saint's palm—even when her hands wouldn't go round his palm. "Close your eyes too, Saint." She said, when she could still feel his hot gaze upon her. "Oh...yeah." he replied nervously and hurriedly closed his eyes too, unsure if he was supposed to tighten his grip on her too. He couldn't tell what was about to happen but to be on the safer, he held onto Lysara tightly—his stomach grew warmer at the thought of him holding Lysara's soft hands still. Saint felt himself revolving but Lysara has warmed him not to open his eyes yet no matter what, or he could get stuck in a portal. When the vibration
Chapter 116
Han took Saint to a place to stay, till he had fully utilised his right months. More like she took him to a mansion that was bigger than the imperial building back at the dragon clan. Saint couldn't hold back his surprise when Han informed him that he had the mansion all to himself with multiple beings of lesser denominations who were at the mansion to provide for all his needs. "You mean to tell me that I'm going to be staying here all by myself. I don't want to seem ungrateful but isn't this....well too huge for just one person to stay in?" Saint had asked, never taking his eyes off the magnificent building situated in front of them. Han giggled lightly, "You're a god here now, Saint and you will be treated like that until your time here is over."He arched his brows at her response. He hadn't thought that she had meant any of what she said about him being a god or anything like that. While Han was about to lead him into the mansion, Saint wanted to ask about the first set of go
Chapter 115
Saint’s consciousness stirred, but instead of waking up to the sterile smell of a hospital or the hushed whispers of doctors and nurses, he found himself in a place unlike any he had ever seen. The sky stretched endlessly above him, glowing with hues of gold and silver, but there was no sun in sight. The air hummed with energy, thick and heavy, as though it carried the weight of ancient power. The ground beneath his feet felt strange—not solid stone, nor soft earth, but something in between, something ethereal. He glanced down at his hands. They felt lighter, stronger. The wounds and bruises from his battle were gone. His clothes, once tattered and stained with blood, had been replaced by a flowing silver robe embroidered with strange markings. None of this felt real. “Where am I?” he murmured, his voice sounding slightly different, as if it echoed within the very air around him. “You have arrived in the Demi-God Realm.” Saint spun at the sound of the voice, his instincts
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"Where the hell am I?!" Saint mouthed as he struggled to sit up. A thin light that was filtering through the window was the only source of light in the dark room. He was able to sit upright after so many trials, his head felt faint and he struggled to remember the last thing that happened and how he had gotten here.Something felt off about this place, it didn't seem like he was in his chamber as he was familiar with the surroundings even when it wasn't lit up. He squinted his eyes, struggling to see in the darkness but his eyes couldn't take in anything when suddenly, a faint memory hit him—"Victoria? Drake?!" He called out into the darkness but was only hit by the response of his voice echoing off the walls. He remembered where he had been earlier—he remembered that he had been engaged in a fierce battle with Vic when she stabbed him. The thought of Vic stabbing him made him squirm. He placed his hand on the area he thought Vic had been stabbed him in, but there was not a singl
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"Stay with me, Saint... please!!" Victoria's voice came out in a soft whisper. Since she was now out of her cell, the effect from the toxins she had been inhaling were starting to wear off. "Drake, we have to do something. We can't loose him like this." The poison in Drake was equally wearing off. The moment he stood up, the others surrounding them could feel the anger and hate emanating from him. "None of you should come close to us, or else, you're going to end up dead!" He spat out. Drake and Victoria quickly rushed Saint out. They managed to navigate their way to the entrance and took one of the cars in sight; luckily for them, the car they found had the key inserted inside of it. ********* As soon as they screeched to a halt in front of the hospital, they wasted no time in alerting them. The hospital doors burst open, and nurses and doctors came rushing out with a stretcher. Drake flung the car door open, jumping out to help as he and Victoria carefully lifted Saint’s limp
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At the far end of the room, Vic stood with an amused smirk, her arms crossed. Her presence exuded power—dark and overwhelming. She tilted her head slightly as she observed Saint, her eyes gleaming with malice.“You finally came,” she said smoothly, stepping forward. “I was beginning to think you had abandoned them.”Saint ignored her taunt, his gaze locked onto Victoria. Her chest rose and fell faintly—she was alive, but barely. His fists clenched at his sides.“Let them go, Vic.” His voice was calm but laced with deadly intent. “This ends now.”Vic chuckled. “Oh, Saint. You always think you can swoop in like a hero and fix everything. But you don’t understand… I’ve already won.”"Drop the dagger, Vic...." Saint ordered again, ignoring what she had said, "don't make this any harder than it is." He added. "But it already is. Someone should offer him a chair already, the show is just about to start." She said and erupted into another round of laughter. Saint was about to launch himself
Chapter 111
Saint cut through the thick branches with the sword Sayid had handed over to him. He was relieved that he was able to convince him to head back to the clan with the others. He had seen the disappointment in his face when he told him that he couldn't afford to take him any farther than they had already come, and it was far too dangerous for Sayid to continue the journey with him. It was getting darker by every passing minute and Saint knew that he had to get on with his journey quickly. For some reason unknown to the others, Saint could sense that Vic was close by and these creatures that he had just battled with had been a decoy to distract them from the actual mission they had embarked on. He continued cutting down more branches as he walked. The sensation around him grew, signalling to him that he was already closer to Vic than he thought. He tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword and intensified the effort he used in cutting down more of the trees, clearing his path. The c
Chapter 110
"I'm not moving an inch from here until I see Saint!" Gerald said stubbornly, adjusting his legs more comfortable on the ground but making sure that his legs didn't touch the creature. His eyes were still fixated on the creature. He had still not given up in trying to make out what it was and where they had come from. "Well then, suit yourself." Sayid said and started walking away. The stench that came from him was foul and immediately made the air unbearable to breathe. "Where are you going to, Sayid? We can't just leave Saint here all by himself!" Gerald said, his voice trembling with fear. "He's fine, you chicken heart, he just wants to set some things out for himself." Sayid said. He suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned to face both men. He had noticed that something wasn't right. "Where are all the soldiers?!" He asked. "Most of them are dead, I think the rest ran away!" Steward replied. "Including my men?!" Sayid asked angrily. "Every single one of them...""How pat
