The world without magic. The truth being forgotten. The lives worth risking. Likha didnt know what she is in for when her grandfather passed down a shard before he died. Ever since then, she started to receive dreams, visions, and warnings of different kind that could endanger her life and others. Now she must find the truth behind the shard...or is the truth is really what it seems?
"Finally"
The hero laid on the ground as the bittersweet raindrops landed gracefully on his face. It is as if the world slowed down for him to enjoy his last moment.
How ironic that at death, he finally learned this kind of peace. Echoes of grief and rage reign in the background of the evil king as he watched the Great Crystal tearing apart.
From the corner of his eyes, he saw the corpses of the ones he called "friends". They too have lost their lives in this fight. Lost their lives for the world to keep living. A tear rolled down from his eyes yet it wasn't sadness nor pain...
It is just pure joy. With his last breath, he uttered a word that no one can hear but only to himself
"Finally"