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

"Alright Lipa," Chantara was saying to Lipa when she noticed Theon was still around. "Uh, Theon, you may leave now." She said to him and he nodded slightly, then took to his leave.

"You were saying, Chantara?" Lipa asked, taking a moment to observe her environment. At first all she could see was a wide space of land. Vast emptiness completely. Until the pieces of puzzles began to unfold.

"Why have your thoughts brought us here?" Chantara asked, observing with a close look, what the whole environment enfolded. She would ask each of them to think of a place in their past. Some place that reminded them of a feeling. Feeling of despair, and with all of her wits she would heal them. To become stronger, you must be willing to reach through your core and use the energy there to your advantage. And to do that, you have to face your demons and tame them.

Chapter 42