Arya
This must be another nightmare. It can’t be real. I pinch the skin of my arm just in case it might be a dream.
But the grim reality is - it’s not.
The stares are real. The hatred is real.
Thousands of people mirror the sa emotions - hatred and disgust.
Han looks the most hurt. From the little I know about them, they were quite close. He always seed to look after her.
Now, she’s dead.
And he thinks I killed her.
I don’t even try to explain - my throat is tight and lumpy.
Even if I manage to get a few words out, what good would it do.
How would I explain being in the sa room with Arigana’s hanging corpse?
I can hear Fang’s echoing laughter in my head.
She wanted this to happen? What good would it do her if everyone in the Blink wants dead?
Han pulls out his sword and braces to attack .
I feel frozen to the spot. Every fibre of my being is screaming for to run, but I don’t move.
He lets out a groan of pain before charging at .
Adrenaline shoots into action at the last minute. He had swung his fatal wind blade in my direction, but I managed to dodge it sohow.
His strike ripped the fixed-in tal table I had been sitting on off the ground and into the wall.
He is unrelenting.
I don’t want to fight him. He is trying to kill for the wrong reason - but one thing is certain, he wants to kill .
Unfortunately for , I have only two options - run or kill him.
Or, let him kill .
The prospect of dying is not a very unappealing one.
I should just run. Images of how I had cut down innocent officers who were just trying to get ho flash in my mind for a brief second.
Fang is still laughing. Is she trying to turn into a killer like her?
He pulls his sword back for another strike.
I realize that I am exposed as I lay on the floor.
I crawl under the nearest table for safety.
I realize that it is a very big mistake when he swings his wind blade in my direction.
The table rips off the ground, carrying with it.
I slam against the tal and the wall, pinned and helpless.
I feel paralysed. Every part of my body is screaming in pain.
I am hoping that he would realize that my refusal to fight is evidence of my innocence.
If he strikes again, he might snuff out.
His soul is outraged. I have seen the sa emotion so many tis.
The only release he’d have is in killing , or seeing Arigana again - which is not possible.
I try pushing the tal pinning to the wall with all my strength. As it moves slightly, I feel white-hot pain in my abdon.
I look down with dread.
The tal is sticking through the right side of my abdon. Blood is trickling down like soft rain in the sumr.
I can’t get out of this situation. I’m as good as finished.
I grit my teeth. No one even considers helping .
What is it about that people never want to show sympathy?
Why am I always dood to fates I don’t deserve?
Fang’s laughter is still hovering over like a dark and gloomy cloud.
I had vowed to no longer be weak, but in this kind of scenario, strength would not serve .
If I kill him, everyone would be convinced without a doubt that I am a murderer.
But, I am not a murderer!
What I did to the Imperial army does not define .
I close my eyes and wait for the last blow.
But it doesn’t happen. No fatal strike, just silence.
I slowly open my eyes.
Everyone is leaving the room. The Demon Enforcers are herding them back to their vaults once again.
For once, I am grateful for the interference of demons.
A few of them look back and shake their heads at - reminding of when I had been hanged at the age of sixteen for being a cursed necromancer.
Only Han remains. He is kneeling in front of , his head drooping down as if he is praying.
His sword is lying a good distance away from him. He tossed it away?
I look down at his huddled fra from my confined position on the wall.
"She was the only good one among us all. She saved you! She had rcy on you! Why did you kill her? She always saw good in you - and she was never wrong. Why did you do it!"
His voice cos out cracked, etched with rage and a tinge of inner conflict.
I gulp down the lump forming in my throat.
How would I tell him that I didn’t kill Arigana?
No matter how I look at it, Arigana is dead because of .
Fang had warned to stop whatever I had been planning. I hadn’t stopped.
I was warned, but I didn’t listen. Xian Xi almost died, Hikaru died in front of , now Arigana dies?
Is everyone going to die because of ?
Maybe Fang was right when she said I’m the Grim System.
All my good deeds have been tossed back in my face because of my past.
I was trying to find a way to set everyone free, but it has ended up as a guide to the noose for everyone in the Blink.
A thought suddenly filters into my hazy mind - would Xian Xi believe the accusation going around? Would he think I killed Arigana?
He already blas for the misfortune of the continent, anything could easily destroy the friendship between us.
I look down at my black and veiny arm - a symbol of another good deed.
It leads to question my beliefs.
Am I ant to be a good person?
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