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

"Wait, so you think I'm dead?" Chantara asked her father as they walked deeper into Sepulchrum.

"What do you mean about the prophecy?" She asked, and he sighed. They seemed to had arrived at their final destination because he stopped and sat down. On the plain ground, although it wasn't too much as an ordinary land filled with soils or sand. It was red-ish in color, and when she sat on it, it wasn't so much hard as a dry rock would be.

"Chantara," her father said to her, and she brought her attention towards him. "There's a lot secret you do not know about. And it saddens me to tell you that, there's not much I can say too."

"But you can say little. I want to know what is happening. I'm so confused, father."

"For a start, this is not how I truly am. You are only seeing me like this because, you want to see me like this."

Chapter Thirty Three.