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[Some Chapters in this novel have boxes on the sides, that is the finished edited chapters. Dark Light Nights will go in with Major edits! In the process of Making a better Version. Sorry for the inconvenience. This story is complete, fyi.] 

Ciana Aolina is different from the living beings in Arkedss. As she ages up, something within her gradually starts to fuse. It is part of the Cycles gift. But none knew that Darkness enveloped her; she could hear a whisper. It is the effect of living alone until curiosity got her when a vision of someone with blood-red glowing eyes staring at her. 

Now, Ciana thought about who helped her survive? Is it someone she knows? 

However, the rumors about what Ciana's parents have done in the past needed her confirmation that she is indeed their daughter.  And by telling them the truth that she only wanted to know who she is—the lies became real. Elders from the Warzone Headquarters assigned a place for her to stay—away from them. She has no one, not even a group of friends. But Ciana grabbed the chance to be stronger. More dangerously powerful. A hint of an upcoming war.

The love that is not done between those men she got tangled with, stays one-sided. The Ciana they have loved will be their end. Because the things she valued the most have been destroyed. 

Her comeback is the path she chooses. The end of all —includes greed and nights. She is ready to see, how merciless can she be. Planets will never get a chance to be born again.

Dark Light Nights

"You just give me a reason that we can not throw lies from lies with each other huh?" I said as my vision starts to became less clear. It began to felt cold and Rage saw what happened so I scowled at him.

"What is wrong with them? They are still my caramel eyes."

"What do you mean they are red? My eyes are--oh!" I shifted my body position , from facing in front with Rage to looking at the left side with a reflective wall.

"They are glowing. Why can not I remember my eyes changes its color? But I remember my hair being like this with the tiny creatures?" I took a slight amount of my hair strands and waved it gently to the air, making it look like I am trying to prove Rage that I mainly have forgotten something.

"Why are you giving me that kind of wavy gesture together with that unmatchable look? I do not even have a full version of my memory here. You are not the only one who is struggling."

Expect that