Blackrose_Belle

Chantara is a Moonlighter, now the sixth of her kinds, chosen by the Orb. Though her hatred and dislike for mankind will disrupt her true purpose. Would she be like the rest, gone forever? Or would she heed to her call and save both the High Realm and the race of humanity?

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Hundred years ago, a world of all kinds of malicious atrocities was born out of the greediness of mankind. The hearth of the gods mysteriously vanished from the  temple of the High Realm, with a single soul unable to comprehend the possibility of the mystifying misfortune. Never in history had it been heard that a mortal could visit the High Realm and make it out alive, much less succeeding after an outrageous crime as such.

The Hearth was a concealed weapon, constructed and hidden by the gods to protect the people of the High Realm, as well as all mortals. With that much power stolen, havoc was wrecked upon the universe. The power of the gods slowly began to fade away, and mankind suffered all nefarious miseries. 

As an attempt to restoring balance, the Supreme of the High Realm sent members from the Councils of the Elders to earth, with a mission of recruiting five hero to restore the stolen hearth every new moonlight. Sadly, the councils lost five of it's members after each moonlight. 

With Chantara being the sixth Moonlighter, doom was highly expected by her kinds. But with the destiny of the universe, solely depending on her, Chantara is determined to succeed.

Chantara

Deep in Shadrack's domain, he was busy. Almost like he was in trouble.

Trouble with his master. "My time has not yet elapse, my Lord. Please, you cannot punish me."

"Why not?" The voice of his master sounded with shock, rather than anger.

"My Lord, my great grand parents have been doing your biddings for years now. It is my turn now and I cannot give up. I'm very close to succeeding, your majesty. Just give me little more time."

The voice was still and quiet, thinking of what next to say or do to him. "Alright then, if you're say so." He said finally. "Fail me, and you're dead."

Chapter Thirty One