Love at the Wrong Table

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“Truth is formless, without name or shape; without scripture, it cannot be understood. It lies within wisdom, deep and profound; to seek truth is to purify the soul and find grace. But why do we wander through life without knowing the path?

Life is a stage, where laughter and tears intertwine. Life is a dream, shaped by cause and consequence. Only by understanding the truth can one transcend. Time flows like a river; clinging to the past is a burden. Though the years pass swiftly, our attachments remain…

Let go of what binds you, and you shall find peace. May peace be with you, and may grace guide your way…”

Zen Master, witnessing Aora’s tragic state, could not help but recite the scripture aloud, hoping to ease the man’s violent spirit.

“Let go of what binds you, and you shall find peace. May peace be with you, and may grace guide your way…”

Master Dalton, Master Dhyana, and all the friars of the Chapel of Oros joined in the chant.

For a moment, a hushed silence fell over the peak of Divine Mountain. Even those who had despised Aora- Aurora and others–couldn’t help but sigh at the scene before them.

Mackenzie understood her husband well. That idiot must be moved by Aora’s unwavering loyalty to Teddy–that’s why he hasn’t delivered the fatal blow.

No matter how unforgivable the enemy, a man who lived and died by loyalty and brotherhood deserved at least a measure of respect.

Pfft!

Finally, Aora collapsed to the ground, his lips still murmuring faintly. “I… I must kill you… Emmanuel… I must kill you…”

Blood poured from his ruptured veins like a stream, staining the ground in a horrifying pool of red.

Tears blurred Aora’s vision as he felt his body drift upward into a world of endless white.

“Mr. Tanner, though I’m dying, I will fulfill your wish! May the great future unfold as you envisioned…

“Forgive me, sir–I’m coming to you! Mr. Verkade will avenge us and realize the dream you could not…

“I’ve failed you, sir–punish me! Ahhhhh!

“Amethyst… Azure…

“Amethyst… Ash…

“Amethyst… Amethyst… Mr. Tanner…”

At last, Aora’s voice faded into a whisper of “Amethyst… Mr. Tanner…” as his eyes slowly closed, unwilling to surrender to death but powerless to resist it.

moment, as blood pooled beneath him in a dark crimson stain, Aora’s hand clutched weakly at Emmanuel’s leg, but his strength

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to herself. Though Teddy is dead, there is no denying his personal charisma–otherwise,

off Aora’s hand as he approached Ethan and said, “Mr. Hale, Zovince is stirring. Cancel the prayer ceremony and allow

hearing the urgency in Emmanuel’s tone, quickly grasped the

How many lives have you taken? We, the righteous defenders of justice, will

to face

stood safely at the back of the crowd, a smug smile curling his lips. His sly eyes gleamed with the unmistakable

within the forest behind the Chapel of Oros, Santiago deftly evaded Yorick’s Savage Tiger Strike, causing the punch to crash into the

could tear

two brutes trying

men to an abrupt halt as they instinctively looked around for its

the goddess they both longed for, they still searched the dappled canopy of leaves, hearts foolishly hoping to

appeared atop the swaying grove. She seemed to sit there effortlessly, one hand gently stroking the strings of a lute, her enchanting

me, Yorick thought. Not at that unkempt

told himself. Not at that

again, their fragile world

Yorick–if you two are determined to fight, do it properly. I’ve prepared an

rushing back. Santiago and Yorick snapped out of their daze. This wasn’t the woman they longed for. Heartbreakingly, Jane had long since

her younger

fell short of the legendary Music Saint. Yet both

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martial arts and an iron stomach for alcohol, he had been the unrivaled martial prodigy of his generation within his sect–until his love for drinking

begun his

Chanaca basked in the glory of

god, Lucian Lowe, had single–handedly slain ten sage–level warriors on the battlefield- not only safeguarding Chanaca’s borders but also shaking the global power

achievements, the president had bestowed upon him the title Lucian, the Dawnbringer. Instantly,

too,

himself back at the age of twenty–two and a

their martial prowess but hopeless with money, he’d faced hardship from an early age. His father had vanished without a trace, and his family struggled to make

a newborn baby sister in fragile health, Yorick had left home early to work as a bodyguard, hoping to send money back home.

meager.

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