Crimson pink hair and eyes, and a face that would male any being succumb to her. Her clothes were covered in a velvet coloured smoke like aura. It was a chronicle, of most likely ascended rank. Then are scent was like sugar coated poison, that was likely what made it hard for me to think or move.

The moment he saw her clearly, the allure became stronger, his body took a step back, then another. He was slowly walking towards the edge and into the abyss. Hid instincts was right, but it wasn't just his body that was submitting, but his mind as well.

Slowly, i got closer till i was at the edge itself. I was about to take one more step back, until, i bit myself. I didn't survive the trial, to come back to die, it didn't matter to them. The world abandoned us the moment, the first gate appeared. Leaving everyone to fend for themselves.

I can't give up, not now, not then. I summoned the forgotten King's blade to my hand. And with it, the black flame surged to its weird cold flame took an unstable form that completed the blade. Then lunged myself forward.

The master reacted quickly, taking advantage of the gap and using a chaotic style to attack. The moment the whip got close i tried to cut it, but it was to thick, even for the flame, it push me back but regardless i ran forward, pushing away her attacks and tring to counter, but she was far too strong and fast. It was useless, but still, i fought on.

Trying to mimick those movement i used when i was linked to the blade, i got closer, the style was crapper and weak compared yo that, but somehow it worked. My blade got close to her , as i stopped.

The thought that i won crossed my mind slightly bit it was enough to put me in a realm of pain. The whip retracted, mo it shrank, its thorns became sharper and her sent was enhanced. Her slash sent me flying, even though i was shot back with the shock of the attack, my body hurt like a bone had cracked.

I stumbled before standing up again, i lunged forward again, then just for second i saw a smile on her face. Only one possible answer popped up in my head.

"Mocking"

Somehow i felt rage build in me, i wasn't angry because of something like pride but from the feeling that she was one of them, those who mocked the suffering of others.

I moved forward, still pushed back, i didn't stop. I attack over and over. How was it fair, my tears were nearly filling my eyes but i pushed them back. Crying would only weaken my spirits. Then all of a sudden, a sudden attack, paralyzed my body. My eyes closed slowly as i whispered.

"Its not fair, let me show you, that even though am weak, i will never give up".

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When i woke up, i was covered and warm. It was morning, and i was in a car. The environment i was in, wasn't the destructed sight that i was in before, but filled with flowers. I pushed of the clothes that covered me and went out of the car.

She was outside, resting on her pink rolls Royce.

"Your awake", she said her voice was delicate but filled with emption and warmth.

He didn't respond, he didn't know what to say, who she was and why they fought.

He only said the first thing that came to his mind.

"Why did you laugh, did you think just because i am weak and worthless, it was best to toy with me. His voice was cold and emotionless, it almost felt as if he was ready to kil her.

She paused then said:

"Why were you there"

What he received wasn't the answer he hope for but just another cold question in return.

He turned around, slowly walking away, then her voice echoed:

"No, i don't think your weak, your just hurt. So don't for a second, think you are the only one ruined by the chaos"

"Why were you there, anyone knows what happens to anyone who goes near the abyss."

"They die, right". Night finally said breaking his silence. and then continued

"To be honest, i don't know why i went there, at first i went to visit someone i lost, then i was unsure, after 3 years she died, i finally went to see her. I thought maybe, seeing are empty grave would give me the answer. But all i found, was the fate of death and the call of the hex. But still, I don't understand, you asked me who i am, I don't know alright. I am just one of the random nobodies who wanted peace but didn't know how to get it. I just want answers and warmth and to understand the emotions brewing in my heart.

All i know is, i am lost".

I didn't see the look on her face. so i didn't understand if she really understood, all i felt was the warm embrace of a hug and warm words i didn't know i deserved.

"Then find yourself, understand who you are and want to be. Its really easy, just understand yourself the way you want to be".

I smiled, and then realized, i still didn't know who she was and why she attack me. Realizing what i was thinking, she took a step back and introduced herself.

I am Ascendant Rosalind Hart

but you can call me ....Master rose.

i was right she was a master, i wanted to ask more questions but stopped, she then asked, a feeling made me feel weird as oi heard the hart.

"Your marked right "

What are your plans now, what do you want to do until the next blood celest.

I stared at her, completely dumbfounded, i had no plans going forward.

Without any questions, she walked towards her car and handed me some clothes and said...

Then you have no choice but to go to the academy.

With a creepy smile, she held my shoulders, the hex voice rang saying

[You have received a chronicle]

wait, did you just...

Its a gift, now bye, it was night to meet you and i hope i will get another chance to talk properly. She pushed me slightly and as i fell , i remembered where i heard the name hart, it was the fourth great family and she was the Toxic Doctor.

The moment i landed on the ground,

I was suddenly in another terrain entirely,

I was standing before towering gates.

One too distinct that no one could not know about.

Is this...

The Academy