章 49: Jorden 'POV' [END]
I had no idea that I was out for five days straight. I just thought that it would have been at most the next morning.
I could not open my eyes, but the strong bloody smell in the room was suffocating me. Even if I couldn't see with my own eyes, I knew that there must be blood everywhere around me.
Furthermore, I had a weird intuition that many people must have lost their lives in this room. There is always a cold feeling in this room but the heat emanating from my body seems to be able to dispel it.
I heard footsteps and realized that the one who sneak-attacked me was probably checking up on me. I pretended to lie in the same position and stopped moving. My eyelids were heavy, but I could still use my ears.
''Since Stefan could not help me in my cultivation, maybe this man can'', I heard the voice of someone.
I said 'someone' because I only knew that Stefan's father was involved in my kidnapping and that he was in cahoots with someone else, whom I knew nothing of.
Then it was Stefan's father's voice, ''Did you already kill Stefan?''
I froze and wanted to listen again if they were telling the truth, but they did not give me any chance and the man continued to speak, "Yes, he is already dead but, I couldn't capture his soul!"
I was shocked. What the hell were they talking about? How come I understand every word, but can't understand when the sentence is combined? And what did the person mean when he said that Stefan was dead? Could it be that they killed my sweetheart?
No, that's not possible.. I refuse to accept this. I have to do something about it.
How are they able to enjoy their life after killing someone?
A ruthless glint passed in my eyes and I decided to stop pretending to sleep.
Fortunately, Stefan's father, being a muddle-headed person he was, also couldn't understand anything.
''What does that mean?'', he asked.
''It means that despite my three months of calculating Stefan, I could not capture his soul to aid in my cultivation.''
Just at that moment, I opened my eyes and fixedly looked at the man who replied to Stefan's father. That man looked so hideous that my pupils dilated.
There were so many faces visible on his face. At first, I thought it was a mask. But, after observing closely it was real and not a fake.
It doesn't matter how he looks, what matters is that he has killed Stefan!
Just imagining how much pain Stefan would have felt when dying, my heart hurts like hell....
I couldn't see that my eyes were starting to turn red. I just stared viciously at the man who killed Stefan.
My Stefan.. The only light in my heart.. The brightest star in the surrounding darkness around me... How can he die without me?... How....
My eyes started tearing up and gradually silent tears started following. I couldn't perceive anything, the voice in my heart kept telling me to kill the man. Kill both of them!!!
'Kill them... They took my Stefan from me....'
'They have to die, no matter what!!'
I did not realize that the colour of my eyes had turned bright red. A fire symbol appeared between my brows and I started giving off a chilling aura.
The killing intent in my heart gradually materialized, and a bright red fog started surrounding me.
At this moment, both of them finally felt something wrong and looked towards me in unison.
There was surprise and delight in the eyes of the man who killed Stefan. He stared greedily at me and said in excitement, ''I found a body for myself. HahahHAhHa!!!''
He laughed for a long time, and I stared at him with a strong killing intent. He said something like he was lucky that he found a new body for himself, so soon...
At that moment, I couldn't hear anything and only felt my blood boil. My perspective changed, and It seemed that I was a few centimetres taller in an instant. I could not see that my hair grew wildly and reached my waist soon. The fire symbol between my brows flashed, and I realized that there was something in my hands.
I looked, only to realize that it was an exquisitely carved sword. I stared at it for only a few seconds, then slashed wildly at the place where both of them were standing.
The expression on the man's face changed, and he waved his hand to create something out of thin air. It seemed to be a shield but so what? It cannot stop me at all!
Somehow I felt that although this man was powerful, I could easily defeat him. I trusted my intuition and slashed again. Sure enough, although he avoided my first attack with the help of his shield, there was a crack in the middle of the shield.
I concentrated and felt a power filling my limbs and going towards the sword. I took advantage of this moment and slashed wildly in the man's direction.
This time, the shield cracked and scattered like broken mirror pieces.
From the jerky way to the proficient handling of a story. It felt as if I had done like this countless times in the past. But when?
As I was distracted from the fight, the man took the opportunity to launch an attack on me. My chest hurt from the attack it took, however, I couldn't care less about myself at this moment.
I started avoiding attacks with proficiency, but, the man seemed to know which direction I would hide in. So, he attacked me with tricky moves which I couldn't avoid in time, and got injured at several places.
Although my cold face showed no emotions, I felt panic seeing how all my attacks were avoided by the man.
Just as this moment, I recalled a memory, I didn't know whose memory it was. I only knew that in the memory, there was also a man who was at his last moment but blasted himself to kill his enemies.
I did not care whose memory it was, or what would happen if I really executed this move. Furthermore, I believed that no matter what, this man had to die in order to avenge Stefan!
I immediately started following the process according to my memory, then I felt a heat emanating from my stomach and my body frantically started the blood aura and resentment present in the room.
I felt more powerful. My body was full of strength. But gradually my stomach started feeling pain which changed from faint to severe, because of which I was attacked in the ribs and kneeled down on the floor holding my chest.
The man showed a triumphant expression and started walking towards me. This situation was the same as the memory depicted. As he walked closer, I felt that my body could explode at any time, so I took this chance to run over and hug the man while frantically absorbing the resentment.
As soon as I successfully caught him off guard, I blasted myself.
There was a loud ''Boom!'' and then I couldn't feel anything except longing..
Longing to meet Stefan in my afterlife.
'Should there be an afterlife, let's meet again and this time I will protect you from every harm', I thought and closed my eyes.
...
After what it felt like a century, I found myself able to perceive things.
It was at that moment I remembered what a fortune-teller once said to me.
''In your previous life, you died with resentment. But, the divine aura around you managed to stop you from becoming a wandering soul filled with resentment. Similarly, in this life, you will die without a natural cause. The only difference will be that you will die with a longing in your heart, and this longing will help you reach the right place you should have been...''
"Remember, what you see is not necessarily true and what you can't see can be the truth hidden from the naked eyes''...
I closed my eyes peacefully in my soul form and felt myself drifting for a long time....
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Stardust_46 Hey, Bunnies! How are you guys? I am sorry but as I was busy with my assignment and the research outline I couldn't get time to write a chapter......
So did you like the chapter? What happened to Jorden? Will he be able to meet Stefan again?
Let's hope for them to meet each other again!! And may this time he gets aware of his existence......
Bye-Bye Bunnies
Take care and let's meet soon!!
With this we are finished with Jordan's pov and next is Lucas's real mother's POV.
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