"It says this is the relic site of the cosmetic empire, a cosmetic relic," yet Hilary spoke again, seemingly able to read through these writings.
"There is no such an empire in the history of this world…" I narrowed my eyes, slowly recalling the names of the kingdoms in this world. "There was never an empire before," I firmly said, and that was something I was sure about.
"No! Our history got obliterated by our enemies!'' Just as I said these words, Hilary turned to me and her face gave me a fierce expression.
For a second there, I saw another face overlapping over hers.
Damn! Was she possessed by a vengeful soul or what?
"We won't go into oblivion! This is our place! Our site! Our marks that will last for aeons! No one has the power to remove our name from this damn world's history, not even that f*cking the world's will! Ah!"
