《REJECTION》17
Advertisement
"Since when?'"
"Is that a rhetorical question?" He has been this all-knowing and I can't blame him. I kept my eyes towards the orphanage.
"You completely lost your sense of taste, did you?"
"I did." He knew it when he let me pour that much salt on my meal. "Maybe when I moved out. I don't need to eat, so I couldn't keep track of it. But you know I'm losing it like how I lost my sense of smell."
"Is there anything else you want to tell me?"
"I am still able to use my other senses. I don't think those two things are important."
"Depends. Do you still remember my name? My real name."
I furrowed my brows. I have always been calling him 'Duke'. I quickly brushed through all my blurry memories. Seeing all of those fading faces until that day when he finally introduced himself. "Hades." I answered. "Hades Alexander."
He did not say anything. But I understand what he means. The sense of smell and taste are linked with memories. I can still recall as much... for now.
"Is that all?"
"No. Your headmaster called Sicilia. The royal guards are en route to confirm the identity of this Prince." I don't need the royal guards. "However, I think he will come here seeing what we have done to his villa."
"And if that happens, he needs a good reason why I must spare his life."
He left me as there is no other way to help me but to guard. Help? Nothing can help.
I stayed sitting by the cliff, thinking about the blurry images in my head. It seems that I can't recall as much as I want. I barely remember Duke's name. To think about it, I have been using general names for a long while, perhaps, it is best to let them fade.
Advertisement
A familiar presence was stalking behind me. I looked over my shoulder and found a dark grey wolf with silver eyes. Those eyes... Maybe I still remember some.
"Kylo. It's been a while." I watched as he walked towards me and lay beside me. I couldn't sense Aiden, maybe he blocked the latter.
But he is just like this because of the mate bond. The wolf side feels it more than their human. Still, there is no clear line between their emotions, their thoughts.
'I can't love you.'
What does he mean? If there's anyone who knows, it is Kylo. But I don't want to ask him only to hear the same answer.
I turned towards the sky.
"One day," I started, "when the rain falls down, the memories will be washed away. One day, nothing will be left to reminisce. One day, the rain will not pour down the same way." I turned to him, who was staring at me. "When that happens, I hope you'll find someone you want to protect." Because that someone is not me.
'Rain.' I can hear his thoughts since he is in wolf form, even without forcing a mindlink. He wanted to speak to me, yet, I know that if I let him, my heart will break even more. We will just break each other. 'I'm sorry.' He continued in his mind. And I pretended that I couldn't hear. 'To hurt you is the last thing I want. But, I have no choice. By my side, you will only suffer.'
And by my side, you will suffer. Isn't it how it is supposed to be?
"To leave someone confused, doesn't it also result in suffering?" I stood up, started to walk back, leaving him behind. To wish someone not to suffer but not to explain what is what, isn't that twisted? I do understand the idea of protecting someone for the truth that you only know, but his ever changing attitude is something I'm annoyed by. I want to cast a spell that will forever cut our ties but there is nothing like that. And I hate that I still want to understand him, that there might be a good explanation why.
Advertisement
"Laine." Electricity coursed through my skin as I heard Aiden's voice. He has returned to his human form.
I stopped with his voice. This mate bond is a chain I couldn't get out of. I want to runaway but couldn't.
"Laine." He caught my wrist and my heart melted.
"What do you want?" My fists clenched with our proximity. Probably noticing this, he let me go.
"What I said last night, it was true." And I hate that it is. "I'm sorry... For what I did that time, I'm sorry. If I hurt you, I'm sorry. But I can't be your mate." I can hear the sadness in his voice. I faced him and it was really Aiden. "I'm sorry. I should have done this earlier. I want to talk to you every time but... you can't be my mate." He heaved a sigh.
"I,"
His stare is deep and drowning.
"Aiden Orpheus,"
No, is he?,
"rejects you,"
what?
"Athena Laine Kore as my mate and Luna of SilverKnight Pack. I should've ended it sooner." And then he left.
I... I couldn't breathe. I've heard it six, now seven times, but I'm never used to it. Every piece of me cracked and I want to... to destroy.
Advertisement
- In Serial59 Chapters
Super Minion
Fortress City has Super Villains, who have evil lairs, and in them they make super weapons. But when a bioweapon is granted super powers of its own, will Fortress City be able to handle the Super Minion?
8 140 - In Serial33 Chapters
Songs of Mercy
On the world of Nadi, there rests a single continent where many lives will intersect... Indigo is a young woman on the run from an oppressive, religious government that will stop at nothing to attain her supernatural powers. Hunted by Task, the relentless agent of the Royal First Company, she makes her way to the government's capital, to kill the High-Priest and put an end to his reign. Along her way she meets Rina, who is sent by a secretive organization to rescue a young girl, Svana, who may very well be the solution to the world's suffering. Tobias and Kip enter the fray as they are trying to escape the capital city, Shieldhome, so they can live peaceful lives together. These people, and many more, are notes on the scale of coming revolution. Together they form music that none will be able to deny. These are their stories, of retribution, forgiveness, struggle and discovery. These are their songs.
8 192 - In Serial19 Chapters
Meanwhile at the Withershins Inn...
What happens when you mix one drunk fairy godmother with a multitude of blue cocktails, add a stubborn barmaid with a unique taste in adventures, and filter it all through a sarcastic narrator who can't seem to keep themselves out of the story? A delightfully snarky fairytale quest with more than one utterly dreadful pun.
8 142 - In Serial58 Chapters
Fire Dublin (A LitRPG Fantasi–Sci-Fi Adventure)
The royal conflict will never stop raging. Betrayal, coup d'état, usurpation for the throne, have become part of royal life. Plus, there’s a strange material that’s spread across the world through a major catastrophe. A strange virus spreads all over the world, causing death for all humankind. Elisia Naumann, a princess from the kingdom of Gwelissa, has to accept an astonishing fact in her life. It sent her to an unknown place, alone with no experience. Her journey with her new partner will determine the course of her life and unravel all of her past. Join with Elisia on an adventure to seek the truth in a post-disaster world that will fill with mysterious material infections, agents and bandits, dangerous places, and strange monsters that will confront her with a game system she has never seen before. Cover art by @fireytika Update schedule: Saturday and Sunday on 07.30 (UTC+7) (1 chapters in each day)
8 307 - In Serial22 Chapters
White Mystic Fox In A Radical World
Under the cloak of midnight, behind the faint creaking sounds of metal bars, staring into the vast beautiful garden of twinkling stars and the gentle, lovely blue moon as its host, was the only fox girl living in the desolate mountain ranges of Maryland with an unknown background. The gleaming reflection of those flickering flowers in her meekly eyes, as well as her blossoming countenance of hardships, demonstrate both her innocence and independence, which has never been tainted by the outside world. A lovely flower eventually touched after thousands of years of living in peace, some bad elements plucked that flower from its natural habitat. The white fox girl never knows what's good and bad, letting them cage her effortlessly without minding their evil sneers because of her over-the-clouds excitement. Finally, the white fox girl realizes she has been treated as nothing more than a prey item ready to be devoured. She's staring at the night skies for a long time and slowly closes her eyes once she gets that divine premonition from somewhere else. It was soothing in the mind. Her lovely smile showed acceptance with tears flowing through her pinkish cheeks, and her consciousness began fading away. Before her senses faded, that glowing angel descended, knelt in front of her, and wiped away her tears. She doesn't know how to express her gratitude to the heavens above for blessing her with a fulfilling and peaceful life. Even if it was a mere single moment, that gratitude and that smile of hers were the happiest things she could ever express. Time has passed, and the sun has risen from its slumber. The soul of the thousand-year-old white fox girl finally ascended to heaven, leaving her lifeless, cold body behind, leaning against rusted metal poles. It was the most peaceful death everyone wished for. Painless and no regrets. The men in charge of the front didn't notice anything out of the ordinary going on behind them. Well... In common perspective and also in reality, a caged dead fox girl at the back of a horse-drawn carriage is no less than a funeral procession. Book found also on wattpad and webnovel.
8 199 - In Serial25 Chapters
The Eternal Vigil
The year is 2220, a time when governments and nation-states are slowly becoming a thing of the past. Instead, all prominent parts of human society are now organizing around the commands of three great Artificial Intelligences, owned and operated by the world's largest corporation. World peace has been achieved, and the very word 'politics' has disappeared from people's lips. Religion has largely disappeared, replaced in some parts by worshipping of the great AIs, but mostly substituted by a devotion to material goods and faith in the market. There is now a general consensus that the best form of government has been found. No, it is not democracy, nor is it autocracy or oligarchy. Instead, it is technocracy - rule by the learned, the intelligent, and the skilled. And who are more learned, intelligent, and skilled than the great AIs? Exactly, no one. The AIs will correct some market failures once in a while, but shall otherwise let the market be free. After all, the freer the market, the freer the people. Some may question how society advanced to this stage, but that is all they will do - question. Because they will not find answers, for history is no longer taught anywhere. After all, it is not a practical subject. One cannot get a decently paying job with a history degree. Society doesn't have any time for people to idly ponder about the past. No, this is a practical society of practical people: engineers, doctors, lawyers, developers, managers, bankers, soldiers, and the such. My name is Aiden Scivit and I used to be one such practical man: minding my own business, doing my job, with the faith that hard work will always be rewarded by the market...and that politics and philosophy were things thought of by idly people who leech off society. But this all changed, and here is my story, my history. Just because the stories of ages long past have been erased, does not mean that a brand new beginning cannot be created. The story is already finished but I still need to do some editing so a chapter should be released each day for a month. It is a bit political, as you can probably tell by the introduction, so there is that (it will low-key read like a philosophy dump 10% of the time, so really it's like Atlas Shrugged but liberal and worse lol). Also, I actually wrote this in grade 10 as part of my MYP Personal Project, and recently touched up on it for online publication. Finally, if you find the writing style passable and are interested in my other works, check out the one in the link below. It is a fantasy set in the Ancient Greek world, and is completed and uploaded in full: https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/35099/the-oresteia-modernized
8 204

