The Author's POV

[Ashton City Community Orphanage]

The dimly lit candles within the chapel flickered continuously, casting an eerie glow over the interior.

The alternating orange and black hues of the room created an unsettling atmosphere, one that was heightened by the silence within.

The only sound that could be heard was the gentle whistling of the wind outside, which seemed to creep in through the cracks and crevices of the old building.

Clank―!

As the minutes ticked by, the silence was suddenly broken by a loud clank. A certain door within the chapel burst open, and a nun rushed out from it.

"Oh, no,no,no... no..."

She had a panicked expression on her face, her eyes wide with fear.

"No… no, how can it be?"

There was a certain madness in her face as she muttered to herself in a voice barely above a whisper. Her words were barely coherent, as if she were speaking to someone who wasn't there.

"It must be a mistake."

The nun's pace quickened as she moved across the chapel, her feet making little noise on the stone floor.

"No... no... no..."

Her gaze was fixed on a certain statue, and as she drew closer, her expression grew even more desperate. With trembling hands, she clasped her hands together and fell to her knees.

Thump!

"Protector."

She whispered, her voice barely audible.

Her eyes burned with reverence as she looked up at the statue, which towered over her from above.

The statue was her faith, the embodiment of all that she held sacred. And yet, just moments before, she had felt her faith shaken.

She wasn't sure why, but the feeling had been so strong that she couldn't ignore it.

Believing that she had sinned in some way, she rushed toward the statue in order to amend her mistake.

Crack―! It was right when she was about to pray that a sharp sound shattered the quiet of the chapel.

The nun's gaze shot to the statue, her eyes widening in horror.

Cracks had formed on the outer shell of the statue, spiderwebbing out in all directions. The sight froze the nun, whose expression paled considerably.

"P..Protector," she whispered, her hoarse voice echoing within the empty chapel. Her eyes shook slightly as she felt her throat become dry, all semblance of energy leaving her aged body.

Crack! Crack!

More cracks formed on the statue, further shocking the nun, who simply gazed at the statue in utter shock.

She found herself unable to move, and by the time a minute had passed, the statue was littered with cracks.

"I..it can't be..."

With each crack that formed on the statue, the more the nun's expression changed. It was as if the statue were a living being, and the nun could sense its pain.

Wobble.

"No!"

She cried out, rushing toward the statue. She could feel that it was soon going to fall.

"No!"

She hugged the statue, trying her best to stop it from falling. She was desperate. The statue represented her faith, her beliefs, and her very being. If it broke apart, so would she.

She couldn't allow it to happen!

But...

"N,no!"

that had littered the statue, but once this crack formed, the entire structure of the

"No!!"

Rumble―!

a thousand different pieces crumbled down, unable to remain in a single

"Nooooo!"

watching the statue before

the many pieces of rock directly crashed onto her, burying

buried was her hand, which was outstretched

would never

'Ohm' 'Ohm' 'Ohm'

collapse of the statue. They were the size of a marble, and they levitated

above the shattered remains of the statue, their glow

pulsed with otherworldly energy as if they were

their blue light intensifying with each rotation. They moved faster and faster, creating a vortex of energy that crackled with the

chapel grew thick with tension, as if something significant was about

buried under the rubble, but even in death, she seemed to be aware of the strange events unfolding around

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

from the statue, streaking through the air like shooting stars. They passed through the

the orbs vanished, the chapel was

out, leaving the chapel shrouded in

disappeared, a deep rumbling sound filled the air, and the ground beneath the chapel began to

echoed through the chapel once more, growing louder and more insistent. The walls began to crack and crumble, and

began to cave in, and debris rained down upon

Crash―!

The chapel collapsed.

***

[Union Tower, Top floor]

as he flipped through the papers that lay scattered in

Flip―! Flip―!

gaze. There was no

"Hm?"

as he sensed something out of place. His eyes, usually calm and

the window and looked out at

"What's going on?"

himself, his voice low and unusually

intently as he tried to discern what was happening. But before he could get any closer, the crack widened even further, revealing

wave

body freeze in place as the wave crashed down

as though he was standing on the shore of the

But this was different.

affect the surroundings, appearing more like a projection than

Swoosh―!

over

mana levels surge, increasing rapidly and without warning. He could feel himself getting closer and closer

blue orb appeared

with a speed that he couldn't react to, and before he could even attempt to dodge, it slammed into his forehead with a jarring

"Ukh."

he

hung in the air, the space around him began to shift

he had long

"Haaaa... Haaaa..."

gasped for air, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he

His expression changed rapidly, alternating between a smile, a frown, and tears that threatened to spill down his

just a few seconds, he went through a myriad of emotions before finally settling on a smile that was accompanied by

gazed at his hands, feeling a sense of exhilaration that he had never

so did

"I...I'm free."

***

[Apartment ― 1576]

"Hmm."

solemn. If anyone saw the expression on Liam's face, they would be utterly astounded, as they had never before witnessed such

"Hmmmm."

jaw. It seemed as though the more time that went by, the more serious his

"Hmmmmmmmmm."