Chapter 2

A world-shaking voice spoke with a calm tone yet laced with something deep and endless.

That voice had said those words almost 5 hours ago, and ever since that announcement, I had been trying my hardest to survive against the incoming storm of these so-called elves.

However, now I found myself trembling on the floor as two corpses lay in front of me, blood slowly seeping out of them and staining the carpet. Those were the corpses of my parents who had died before I had even arrived back home.

Right behind them, however, stood a young girl with long blonde hair, as well as a pair of long pointy ears poking out from her hair and making themselves visible to the world.

"Please, Julia. I loved you! Why are you doing this?!" I watched as the boy cried out, struggling to get out of the iron-clad grasp of the girl who was holding him up by the neck. Fear, grief, and pain could be seen in his eyes, yet not one of them was directed toward the two corpses below him.

On the other hand, tears could be seen coming out of the girl's eyes too, yet her resolve was clear while her determination for her species allowed her to carry out her final order. An order that she might never forgive herself for carrying out.

*Snap*

I could only watch as the boy, who happened to be my best friend, drop to the floor, and join the two corpses on the ground to make them three.

I could feel my eyes well up in tears while my body began to slowly heat up with something indescribable. It was not anger, no...

My vocal cords couldn't perform their job as not a single sound came out of my mouth. My brain couldn't function and none of this felt real.

A burst of psychotic laughter entered my ears before the girl in front of me dropped to the ground with an audible thud and cried her heart out.

All of this occurred in front of a white-haired man clad in golden armor with deep white engravings, each one creating a symbol of its own. He looked at her with an expressionless face, yet his eyes betrayed his expression since they radiated with warmth, remorse, and even pity.

"Why?" I finally forced out, causing the man's eyes to dart towards me in curiosity.