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!"

like the many others that had littered the statue,

"No!!"

Rumble―!

thousand different pieces crumbled down, unable to remain in

"Nooooo!"

screamed, watching the statue

directly crashed onto her, burying her beneath the rubble. Her scream didn't last for long, and

of the nun that wasn't buried was her hand, which was outstretched to

that would

'Ohm' 'Ohm' 'Ohm'

They were the size of a marble, and they levitated

the shattered remains of the statue, their glow illuminated the chapel, casting an eerie light on the walls

as if they were alive and searching

rotation. They moved faster and faster, creating a vortex

thick with tension, as if

death, she seemed to be aware of

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

away from the statue, streaking through the air like shooting stars. They passed through the walls of the chapel as if

the orbs vanished, the chapel

candles flickered and went out, leaving the chapel shrouded

engulfed the chapel. As the orbs disappeared, a deep rumbling sound filled the air,

the chapel once more, growing louder and more insistent. The walls began to crack and crumble, and the pews were tossed about like twigs in a

to cave in, and

Crash―!

The chapel collapsed.

***

[Union Tower, Top floor]

in his high-backed chair, looking calm and serene as he

Flip―! Flip―!

turned the pages as he studied each one with a languid gaze. There was no hint

"Hm?"

eyes, usually calm and hazy, flicked toward the window behind him, and his expression

to his feet, he approached the window and looked out at the sky. A

"What's going on?"

to himself, his voice low

was happening. But before he could get any closer, the crack widened even

tangible wave

freeze in place

he was standing on the shore of the ocean, watching as a powerful wave came crashing

But this was different.

seemed to be unable to affect the surroundings,

Swoosh―!

splashed everywhere, washing over the earth

feel himself getting closer and closer

out of nowhere, a blue orb appeared in front of

speed that he couldn't react to, and before he could even attempt to dodge,

"Ukh."

as he tried to process what had

air, the space around him began to shift and fluctuate

mind, and a pain that he thought he had long

"Haaaa... Haaaa..."

for air, his breath coming in ragged

changed rapidly, alternating between a smile, a frown, and tears that threatened to spill

went through a myriad of emotions

feeling a sense of exhilaration that he had never experienced

sudden, his body trembled, and so did his mouth as he silently

"I...I'm free."

***

[Apartment ― 1576]

"Hmm."

was utterly solemn. If anyone saw the expression on Liam's face, they would be utterly astounded, as they had

"Hmmmm."

together even more tightly, and he tightened his jaw. It seemed as though the more time

"Hmmmmmmmmm."