Lady_Seraphim

A human boy who has a special role.

A witch who decided she'd tagged along.

A reapress who helped them on the way.

Another witch who followed them one day.

A prisoner freed from his chains.


Lyte just wanted to unite the Keepers and retrieve the stolen cursed Wind Goddess Statue.

He met some poeple along the way to help him in his journey but tragedy struck when one of them stabbed him on the back. 

He might be prepared to face the challenges ahead, but was he prepared when betrayal smacked him in the face?

Keepers

In the blink of an eye, Lyte ended up with a bump on his head, courtesy of Lisa's unmerciful fist. She had whacked him across the head with her own balled up fist as soon as the lame pun escaped from his mouth. Lyte somehow managed to not scream out as he got assaulted by his own best friend.

"Lyte! Oh my god! Why! I said no! You're so dead to me! Jes-"

"Wait! Let me finish before I die - either by a Glock or by you!"

"N-nothing! Nothing at all! Y-you must be hearing stuff or something! Anyways, I-I don't want to steal the spotlight here. Let's not focus too much on me and get back to comforting our dear friend, Dawn over here. Say if we die, then we'll be released from this cruel world,"

"Eh? But dying mean we won't exist anymore, you know? Doesn't that like, bother you in the slightest? It sure bothers me," Dawn asked and momentarily forgot that their lives were in danger.

Chapter 155 : Jack Azvameth & Her