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Ravenna has been sick since the day of their success.
Once she got back into her room after talking with Lucivar, her body shut down.
She beca weak and couldn't move much, there were these demonic whispers that never ceased to stop. It was almost as if there was soone invisible, whispering directly, beside her ears ceaselessly.
Despite desperately wanting to, she couldn't sleep peacefully.
Almost every ten minutes or so, Ravenna was woken up by these whispers.
Not to ntion, the whispers also assaulted her mind and darkened her vision.
Her world was spinning and there was this sharp stabbing pain at the base of her skull.
It was torture, she couldn't do anything other than endure the mont.
She was stuck inside her room, hoping that the torture would co to pass.
However, this wasn't exactly sothing new—it had always been like this for Ravenna.
Possessing a powerful red-grade nad bloodline coursing through her veins she was very strong—way above her peers. But her strength—also ca with a downside, one weakness that she could never overco.
One that has been torturing her ever since she beca a Hybrid.
She beca weak and sick every single ti she did sothing very bad.
Killing others was the baseline, the torture ca around the sa ti she killed soone.
But that torture vanished completely the mont Lucivar stepped into the room tonight.
Upon opening her eyes earlier the darkness that was shrouding her vision waned, she could see again, and the very first thing she saw was Lucivar's resolved gaze. He was kneeling on the floor, the bathrobe he was wearing was a shining armor in Ravenna's eyes.
Her eyes sparkled as she ca to realize one thing that she missed.
Expecting this torture to co sooner—especially when she had killed a lot of Stone Orcs in the dungeon—Ravenna was surprised that she didn't feel anything while attending the small drinking party with the others and even when she talked with Lucivar.
For once, she thought her body was becoming better at handling the tortuous drawback.
She was happy and excited but that turned out to be false.
'It wasn't that I got used to it, no... but it was because of him' Ravenna thought. 'His sheer presence suppressed the drawback—his voice silenced the whispers and his breath blew away the pain. I knew I was drawn to him. I tried denying it, this feeling... knowing full well that Leandra liked him but that's too hard to do'
Ravenna shifted slightly, pressing her head more firmly against Lucivar's chest.
She anchored herself to him, unwilling to let go, 'I wanted to be close to him...'
Confirming what she really wanted inside, Ravenna ca to a decision.
Her hand glided gently to rest over Lucivar's heart, her palm flattening against it as if she needed to physically feel the rhythm to calm the storm of her own thoughts. Beneath the blanket, her legs shifted, grazing against his.
Almost naturally, her body instinctively sought closer proximity.
'I wonder if Lucivar would also like to be close to ...'
Ravenna's last thoughts danced in her mind as she finally drowsed into the dreamland.
However, the dreamland didn't greet her well.
...
Crack!
A loud thunder forced Ravenna to snap her eyes open.
She looked around and realized that she was back on the night of the tragedy.
Flas and death were the only things her eyes could see, the entire village was completely massacred to the last person. But worst of all, Ravenna was the one, who did it. She was the one who single-handedly brought ruin to a village that had more than a hundred people.
Despite the pain inside of her, realizing what she had done, her attention was pulled away.
Her gaze locked onto the red vapor rising from the corpses and ruin.
Its beauty was unlike anything she had ever seen before.
Swaying, the red mist shimred like liquid rubies in the moonlight, curling and twisting with an otherworldly grace. Each string seed alive, enchanting her senses with its very vibrant allure.
It was as if an unseen barrier within her had broken and the vapor flowed into the void.
She could feel a deep, almost euphoric sensation as the mont continued.
No matter how much she tried, she couldn't look away, utterly captivated.
But that was when she was in the past, now, the red vapor that was the negative energy she harvested from the village she called ho made her feel sick. She looked down at her hand and was t by her father's corpse.
Every ti this nightmare replayed, the sight of her father's corpse made her numb.
'It's this nightmare again, when will I forget this and move on?' Ravenna pondered heavily.
Having been here so many tis already, she knew that the realization of what she had done was excruciatingly painful. So much so that she couldn't bear it until now, but she wasn't that worried at this mont.
Ravenna was more worried about the pain that was about to co.
Before long, she was attacked by the academy hunters.
Instinctively, she retaliated—killing two in the process but was quickly hurled hard.
A bullet pierced through her as she fell down to the ground, facing the raining sky.
Despite the searing pain assaulting her. she remained motionless as the realization of what she had done struck her and now, she didn't want to live anymore. But the final blow—from the academy hunters never ca.
Ravenna got lucky, the portal broke and the academy hunters went to deal with it.
Maybe due to her natural instincts, she got up and limped her way back to her house.
She entered her house weakly.
It was silent now and with a drenched body—she made her way to her room.
In there, she lies on the bed, drenching the bedsheet with water and blood.
Once she gazed at the ceiling, the pain ca.
Rushing from the window like a torrent was the beautiful red vapor, the negative energy that she amassed from massacring the entire city. It triggered the drawback of her bloodline, she was hurled into a world of pain.
She curled on the bed, holding her head with both hands, and writhed.
All she could do was shiver alone and scream, even the sound of the rain outside was muted.
'I scream... scream... and scream... but the night refused to pass'
'Once the day ca, my voice was already hoarse and I tasted blood in my mouth'
'It was the longest, darkest, and loneliest night...'
'No more... that painful and lonely night... I don't want to feel it ever again!'
Crack!
...
Once again, Ravenna was woken up by a sharp and rumbling thunder.
She was awakened from her nightmare, back in her hotel room.
Upon glancing over her shoulder to look at the window, she saw that it had started pouring.
Even though it was clear earlier, now it was raining hard.
It seed barely any ti passed, the sky was still dark—and Lucivar was still beside her.
Ravenna looked at the side of Lucivar's peaceful face intently, his steady breathing and the way his chest heaved up, and down were relaxing her. A flash of determination crossed her face as she traced a finger on Lucivar's jawline, "I want you to stay with "
"I'm staying the night. Don't worry, I'll not leave suddenly," Lucivar suddenly whispered.
He could feel Ravenna's intense gaze even though his eyes were closed shut.
Not expecting him to still be awake, Ravenna's eyes widened.
"You're not sleeping?" She asked.
Lucivar positioned himself better and shook his head, "No, but I'm trying to"
Groaning lightly, he opened his eyes and placed a hand behind his head to look at Ravenna.
"Are you feeling any better?" He asked, seeing that color had returned to her complexion.
As opposed to getting away, Ravenna instead wrapped her arms around—and even pressed her face against his neck. She did it almost naturally like a lover would, and that catches the innocent boy lying beside her off guard.
"Woah..." Lucivar murmured, surprised by her antics.
He could feel her soft skin pressing against him and frankly, he was becoming dizzy.
In his entire life, he has never got this close to a woman before.
Because of that jarring fact, he was feeling new sensations that he couldn't quite process.
Mounted with his frustrations from earlier, it was also hard to hold back.
His face was red from his attempt.
Ignoring his pounding heart, Ravenna nodded, "I'm feeling way better now"
"Then care to tell what's that about?" Lucivar groaned—curious but also worried.
It would be bad if she suddenly fell sick like that in a dungeon.
Pausing for a second, Ravenna took a big whiff of Lucivar's scent, before she answered, "It's because of the negative energy. As I told you, I get stronger through negative energy—but it was not foolproof. Since I couldn't control how much I absorbed—it would overflow. Because of that, I would beco sick like this"
"Hmm?" Lucivar frowned. "Then how do you survive all this ti?"
Based on her explanation, then she would've gotten sick whenever she went to a dungeon.
Killing Crossers should still be considered an evil act so it would yield negative energy.
Upon hearing this, Ravenna remained silent.
Her silence was a clear answer to Lucivar, she endured it alone like she did yesterday.
Had Lucivar not co to her room to check, today would be the sa for her.
Naturally, this ca as a surprise for Lucivar as she looked extrely pale earlier, she looked as if she had gotten a terminal sickness that could claim her life. So for her to endure, such a condition alone, even though she could ask help from the others, her willpower must've been very strong.
"But it's not a problem anymore because," She leaned towards his ear. "you're here now..."
"W- What?" Lucivar stamred, not expecting this.
Seeing him caught off guard and pursed his lips, trying to hide his shyness, Ravenna's cherry lips smiled sweetly, "For so reason—the excess negative energy that I absorbed went into you, and even then, you didn't seem to be bothered by it"
Lucivar's eyebrows dipped into a frown, 'Must be one of the Gods inside of ...'
Following that, a tense silence enveloped the two of them.
Lucivar was becoming stiff while Ravenna threw her leg over and rubbed it against his leg.
She stroked his thigh up and down slowly with her own thigh.
It was a dangerous tease, Lucivar's face was red and veiny because of it.
"Your heart is pounding," She whispered, her hot breath brushing against Lucivar's neck.
Her fingers found Lucivar's hand, and though the initial touch was feather-light—it was really electrifying. Slowly, her grip fird—anchoring her resolve. She shifted upward with her side resting against the headboard.
Looking at Lucivar with a smoldering intensity, she reached for Lucivar's chin.
Gently, she pulled him to look into her eyes.
Once their eyes locked, the tension between them exploded like wildfire.
"Do you want to do it...?"
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