The Eternity: The Colour of Fate
Chapter 67
Chapter 67: The Night of Punishment
07/04, Crystal.
That night, the air was so cold.
"Master!" Call a man in a black robe that covers most of his body.
A long black-haired man with somewhat dark skin turned his head, "Hmm? Is something going on?" He asked casually while tidying up the coat he was wearing.
"There's something about the Ghost Monarchy. I don't know the details as it would be very difficult to break into the Ghost Monarchy organization."
"Once, now, what's going on?" Ask.
"It looks like they're holding a meeting in the high tower, master leader ... what do we need to do?"
"Don't think of the Ghost Monarchy as your enemy, over time our organization will collapse if so." Ethan.
"But even so ..."
"Follow my orders! As long as it's not threatening, there's no need to be in trouble." Ethan said firmly, followed by a bow from the man.
"Sorry sir!" Say it before you go.
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"Has anything just happened?" Asked an old man interrupted by the shavings of his tea.
"Yes, my lord. There was something that had just happened in the Ghost Monarchy. Apparently, the tall tower of the Ghost Monarchy became very crowded this evening."
The man paused for a moment, curling his lips, smiling, "So .. it looks like 'the disaster' has returned to his residence."
"Let it go, we'll wait a little while, for sure it will reappear soon. Until then, we will also be told." Her speech.
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That night, the atmosphere was quite crowded coloring the nightlife of the workers in one of the three tall towers, Ghost Monarchy Court. The reason alone, because of my return, yes, my return.
It's been about 3 years since I last saw him, the face of the soldiers. Back then, after returning from the war, I rushed to report to the elders, and it made me disappear without saying goodbye to them for two years.
Honestly, seeing the crowd that filled almost the entire hall in this tower, surprised me. Because, during these three years of my departure, I thought that they, those people would leave after I just disappeared. But who would have thought? Instead of decreasing, this organization is actually growing and developing.
I shifted my gaze for a moment from the large window before me, as a familiar reflection appeared, "Young Leader, the Monarchians are waiting for you." Uncle Ed told me.
"Ah, sure." Simple speech.
Immediately I grabbed the black suit over my chair, before finally stepping over to them, the Monarchians.
I walked down the circular staircase, the large hall no longer felt big. There was little room for my breath to be felt by others.
Taps.
The room became quite quiet as I entered the hall, with many eyes looking at me in surprise. Some of them seemed enthusiastic about my presence.
I was shocked as everyone who was there knelt respectfully, showing respect to me, "We met the Great Monarchy! Akira!" Say them in unison.
I could only smile in response to them, "You guys still remember me, huh? Well. Thank you, stand up, raise your faces!" Saying later.
"Sigh."Alright. I think it's enough for us to shut ourselves off from the outside world." My words opened the conversation while looking at one by one the faces I had not seen for a long time, they smiled.
"Tonight, I gathered you together in order to welcome back our old comrades"
I said with a small laugh.
"Everything! Push your heads! And remember! Tonight, three years of great war ensued. I, you, we all remember how many of our brothers died there, right!? It was an insult to me" I said coldly.
"Tonight, the red moon is back up" I added.
Then all eyes were on a group of people with their hands and feet tied behind their bodies.
They are traitors.
Everyone looked at them filled with murder and hatred.
'They're traitors! They killed the generals! They killed our partner! They hurt our leader!' Negative feelings, filled with hatred and murderous aura filled this huge room, making it even more crowded.
"Tonight! I announce! The death penalty for all fifty traitors simultaneously! No mercy on all the blood you shed! No mercy to all the tears they shed! And there's no mercy for all the lives you've lost!" My screams are full of anger.
The trajectory of memories flooded back into my mind, presenting many feelings of anger and chaos that had long disappeared, now re-emerging when the rebel figure arrived before me.
I decided to come down from where I stood, right in front of all the traitors.
"There is no defense of anything you do. I stand firm on my behalf as your leader, on behalf of my dead brother and on behalf of the blood that has dripped for you"
I raised my sword, maybe this is the first time I use it, Arcnight War Soul.
"Judgment" I said, a hot energy full of anger was present when he touched with the sword in my hand.
The two are united, flowing with the flow of time. As if walking over a slow timeline, all of the breaths felt stagnant for a moment.
No one is faster than me, my sword, and my mind.
And, no one could deny the judge's decision as he gave the condemnation.
I swung my sword, followed the course of time, slashing all over without exception.
Blood is splattered where. The atmosphere was so quiet, only the sound of breaths harmonizing with each other.
The air became so cold with the thick air I accidentally emitted.
The moon became so red that it loomed over the pool of blood.
The black sword in my hand is covered in blood. I flicked it up and came back, sheathed my sword.
There was still no sound between us, only silence that seemed to strangle our necks, slowly and surely.
I heard it, the inner voice of everyone present. The hot outpouring of emotions that still felt unwilling over the destruction of this city three years ago.
The rustling of the wind played a bit of a role, rousing me from daydreams.
"Sorry, but goodbye." Cold speech.
"Rising Phoenix - Burn Their Soul with your immortality." Quietest.
Blue flames suddenly emerged from the heat of the air, burning their charred bodies.
'Master ... You're really great' muttered a voice in my mind.
"If you come just to make trouble with me, then leave before you destroy, Side" I said.