2025-02-18 00:47:30"Not what I think? You think you can mess with everyone you come across!" Mason finally voiced out in a menacing tone, causing shivers to run down John's spine.
"Try and calm down boy, we can discuss and settle this peacefully, I'm not your enemy" John said swiftly.
Blood seeped out of his mouth as his jaw was now fractured after receiving a single punch from the other. He picked himself up from the floor and nervously called the security.
"Send security to my office right.." Mason snatched the phone away from him and smashed it on the floor. He pulled his arm backwards and sent out another punch that connected neatly to John 's face and caused his nose to shatter and he got sent crashing backwards.
"Please! What do you want?!" John pleaded as he watched Mason walk towards him in boiling rage. Just when Mason attempted to blow him again, the entrance door swung open and three bulky security guards came rushing in and swiftly made their way towards Mason .
They grabbed his arms and pinned him to the wall while he struggled to break free.
"Let me go, you fuckers!" Mason roared as he struggled to set his arms free so he could pounce on John, but the security's grip was tight and firm.
"Throw that lunatic out of my property!" John ordered with a rightful expression as he held his broken nose and rubbed his fractured jaw.
Mason was dragged out of the office and thrown outside the building. He tried making his way back in but the guards blocked his path and prevented him.
Mason struggled for several minutes before giving up. He exited the company's premises heartbroken and with tears in his eyes. Zoey, who had been watching the whole scene from the window, also had tears in her eyes as she watched her best friend surfer and there was absolutely nothing she could do.
Exiting the news company, Mason headed to a bar nearby and walked towards the bartender. He sat on a long stool and ordered a bottle of cocktail and a bottle of rum.
His drink was served and he wasted no time in guzzling them all, and within a few minutes he was done with the two bottles.
All Mason wanted right now was to drink and forget his sorrows. What he just witnessed was too much for him to handle, and just by thinking about it made his blood boil.
Just because he was poor, his wife chose to cheat on him with a rich man. Mason thought as he ordered the strongest bottle of alcohol in the bar.
He retrieved the bottle and began gulping down the whole content without pausing, and the people around couldn't help but stare at him.
"M..more..please.." Mason said to the bartender sluggishly. The bartender glared at him for a few seconds before bringing two more big bottles.
The day gradually became dark and it was
finally closing time in the office. Zoey exited the company with a worrisome expression on her face.
Her mind has been troubled all day and she couldn't help but think about Mason 's well being. She saw how hurt Mason was when he left the office and she hoped he hadn't done anything drastic out of anger.
"I saw his wife, Aurora , moments before Mason got kicked out. Just what happened that caused the fight?" Zoey pondered as she got into her car and began to drive through the dimly lit street while glancing around to see if she could spot Mason .
She drove for a few minutes, until she finally hit the brake when she heard noises from inside a bar. She parked her car and got off as she began to make her way inside the bar.
Entering the bar, Zoey saw the bartender holding Mason 's shirt who appeared to be drunk.
"Pay me up, you motherfucker!" The bartender voiced out in anger as he ruffled Mason 's shirt.
"What's going on here?" Zoey approached them as she could see the bartender attempting to hit Mason .
"And who might you be?" The bartender glared at Zoey who had just stopped him.
"I am his friend." Zoey introduced, shifting her gaze towards Mason who was drunk as hell and was barely awake.
"Well, you better tell your shithead friend of yours to pay the bill for the stuff he drank! He kept on ordering when he knew he had no money!" The bartender responded, anger evident in his voice.
"Please forgive him. He is having a rough day. How much is the bill?" Zoey inquired.
"Six hundred dollars, and he needs to pay up now" The bartender responded instantly with a hand still holding Mason 's shirt.
"Okay, no problem. Give me your account details and let me make the transfer." Zoey offered. The bartender glared at her for a few minutes with a look of suspicion before giving her his account details.
In a blink of an eye, Zoey made the transfer and the bartender's phone chimed In his pocket. He took it out and glanced at the credit alert.
After confirmation, he released Mason 's shirt and he also staggered and fell,but Zoey caught him.
"I don't want to see him here ever again!" The bartender retorted before walking back to his post.
Zoey placed Mason 's arm around her shoulder and began to take him back to her car. She pulled the passenger's seat open and placed Mason gently on the chair before shutting the door and made her way to the driver seat.
The engine was started and Zoey began to drive Mason back home. The car was silent as Zoey drove through the dimly lit street with her gaze fixated on the road.
Mason 's sluggish voice broke the silence from behind as he muttered.
"Why, why, why did she have to do this to me?" Mason muttered drunkenly as tears flowed out.
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Chapter 110
The road back from the Black Hills was heavier than the march east. They carried fewer supplies, fewer voices. Some who had left with Mason did not return. Their bodies lay buried beneath the charred ruins of the village, marked only by scorched stones and the smell of ash.Norra walked beside Mason in silence, her small hands clenched into fists. She had watched him burn shadows with fire that was not his. She had seen him shake after, skin pale, breath ragged.She had wanted to scream at him to stop. But she hadn’t. Because the shadows would have swallowed them all if he hadn’t.Now, with each step, her chest ached with a fear she could not voice. Refugees followed them west. Men, women, children with hollow eyes. They spoke in whispers that spread like smoke. “They say he carries the Saint’s fire.”“They say the silver-eyed warrior burns darkness itself.”“They say Aurora gave him her soul.”Mason heard them. He ignored them. His silver eyes stayed forward, cold as steel, but John
Chapter 109
The courtyard was quiet at dawn. The flame mark pulsed faintly, its glow softer than in the nights before. The pilgrims who had camped at the gates still slept, their breaths rising in steady clouds, but Mason was awake.He stood at the edge of the courtyard, silver eyes fixed on the east. The Black Hills waited there, jagged shadows across the horizon. His jaw was tight, his shoulders squared. He had not spoken much through the night, but all who saw him knew what weighed on him.The messenger’s last words were still sharp in his mind. “They gather. Fragments… shadows… Vazquez’s remnants.”Mason closed his hand into a fist. “Then we’ll meet them.”By midmorning, the survivors gathered in the ruined hall. It was smaller than it had been, half the roof missing, the stone cracked. But the voices inside carried strong.John stood at Mason’s side, his arms crossed, his silver eyes cool. Norra sat on the step nearby, her chin lifted high, defiance glowing in her young face.Students, old
Chapter 108
The courtyard was silent after the blaze. The flame mark glowed faintly in the stone, pulsing like a dying heartbeat. The survivors sat in a circle around it, their faces pale and heavy with grief. Norra had not moved in hours. Her hands rested on the mark, her forehead pressed against the warm stone. Her tears had dried, but her eyes were hollow, her voice faint. “She gave everything,” she whispered. “She was all we had.”The students bowed their heads. No one argued. No one dared until the air stirred. The mark flared suddenly, brighter than before. Sparks rose into the night, golden and silver, swirling together.The students gasped. Some cried out in fear, others in awe. Norra lifted her head sharply, her heart pounding. “Aurora…?”But the light was different this time. Stronger. Sharper. Not soft, like Aurora’s flame, but cutting, like steel through darkness.John stepped forward slowly, his silver eyes narrowing. “Wait. That isn’t her.”The sparks twisted upward, shaping into
Chapter 107
The sun rose over the academy ruins. Its light spilled across shattered walls, broken towers, and scorched earth. Yet even with the dawn, the brightest thing in the courtyard was not the sun.It was the flame mark burned into the stone. It pulsed faintly, gold light rising and falling like a heartbeat.The survivors gathered around it, whispering among themselves. Some bowed their heads in prayer. Others touched the stone carefully, as if afraid it might vanish.Norra sat beside the mark, her hands pressed against it. Her hair was tangled, her clothes torn, but her eyes burned fiercely with determination.She hadn’t left the mark since the night Aurora vanished into fire. When the younger students asked her why, she always gave the same answer. “Because she’s still here. I can feel her.”Her words spread quickly. The children began to sit near the mark with her, some whispering Aurora’s name, others humming softly like a song.Every time the mark glowed brighter, Norra’s heart leapt.
Chapter 106
The courtyard was silent. The fire had gone, leaving only smoke curling through the broken air. The ground was cracked, the walls scorched, the academy bells silent at last.At the center of it all, burned deep into the stone, was the mark: the shape of a flame. Norra stared at it, her chest heaving, her tears falling freely. She fell to her knees, pressing her hands to the mark as though she could pull Aurora back through it. Her voice broke in a whisper. “You can’t be gone… you can’t…”Around her, the students gathered slowly, their faces pale and hollow. No one spoke. Some were crying quietly, others just staring at the mark in stunned silence. One boy whispered shakily, “She… she saved us.”A girl beside him wept, clutching her arms. “But she’s gone. She’s really gone.”Their voices spread like ripples, sorrow echoing across the courtyard. John stood a few steps away, his silver eyes fixed on the mark. His jaw was tight, his fists clenched, his body trembling with something he c
Chapter 105
The sky split open. From the heavens above the academy, a column of fire descended, vast and bright, tearing through the clouds like the birth of a new sun.Students and teachers staggered back, shielding their eyes. Some cried out in awe, others in terror.Norra stood frozen in the courtyard, her eyes wide, her hands trembling. The warmth pressed against her skin like a tide. Her voice broke in a whisper. “Aurora.”The fire struck the ground in the center of the academy courtyard. The earth cracked, stones shattered, and light spilled across every wall.When the blaze faded, something stood in its heart. It was Aurora, yet not the Aurora they remembered.Her body glowed faintly, her skin traced with lines of light. Her hair burned like fire, flowing endlessly down her back. Her eyes blazed gold, brighter than the sun. Every step she took left sparks on the ground.The students gasped, fear and awe mingling. Some fell to their knees, whispering prayers. Others staggered back, clutchi
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