For some people, love stories are always have a beautifully described. Where the main character meets with the person they loved. They both have a love story and live happily. But, for me, love is about dedication and high responsibility. Strong love sometimes also has its own twists and turns. And some people might hate that part.
But not with me. Because when I love someone, I always stick to the main principle. I will never love anyone more than I love myself. I also will never force the person I love to love me back. Because the love I have is my responsibility.
And love doesn't always refer to a person. Love can mean you love animals, buildings and beautiful things. For me, love is very difficult. Especially if you are one of the chosen humans who were sent to earth to do the main task. So, sometimes I have to prioritize my task over my own love. And after this, you will find out.
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In the silence of the night, there was a girl standing in a room. The room was eerie. You can call her Freislor. A girl who is not afraid of danger. At that night, Freislor was searching for an ancient scroll with her friend. The girl has thick eyebrows and a sharp nose.
"Petruweloar," said Freislor with an annoyed face. She swung her arms forward. She tried to make a dragon. Several times the girl blinked her eyes. Freislor was actually scared when she was in that room. However, she persevered with the remaining courage she had. The room she was in showed the boundary line of the Le Sungaku Kan area. And everyone who lives in her country knows that it is one of the cursed areas.
There are some snake decorations with some dragons spitting fire. On one side, a circle with the symbol of an ancient withered rose stands majestically. That floral ornament was lined with some withered alter flowers. It is said that the alter flower that covers the rose is a flower that is believed to revive evil and worldly wrath.
"Arggh," the fire sparks that shot out from the girl's right hand instantly turned into a dragon. That girl was playing with her magic. She saw some worthless objects in that room.
"Breckson! Do you know where is that thing?" asked Freislor. Breckson, the figure of a teenage boy who was in the crowd of bone debris, was observing something with a sharp gaze. There was a hint of red and blue light blending into one in his eyes. The light could make any object detectable.
"No, I didn't find anything here, can we go? I'm not sure we're safe if we stay in this place for too long. Don't you know, anyone is forbidden to be here, I almost crazy for following you all the way here!" he said firmly. Freislor exhaled slowly, the figure of the fire dragon in front of her spinning rapidly. The dragon that Freislor had created was intent on destroying that room. In an instant, the roof of that room collapsed.
"Are you out of your mind? Do you want both of us to be put to death for what you did?!"
"Kerlousbreys!" Breckson hastily turned his eyes upward. The roof that had collapsed was suddenly floating in the air. Leaving some ruins of a square-shaped roof and some small pieces of rock. Breckson looked very angry. He walked towards Freislor while letting out a deep breath.
"Oh come on, Breckson. Don't you understand about this? If we find it, we can really understand what's going on!" shouted Freislor in a stern tone. The girl turned her gaze to the outside.
"Goeuxbrou," she said quietly. She swung her right hand forward. The ground he stepped on seemed to come alive. She wanted to create a small earth army that the people around him used to make. The troops were called "Sanderises," a small squad created for reconnaissance missions.
"Breckson, I'm going to ask you again this time. Are you my friend? And do you want to help me? I won't force you if you want to go. This road is wide open for you!" snapped Freislor in a high pitched voice. Breckson held one of Freislor's hands as he said quietly, "Freis, do you know why we are both here?"
"Why?" asked Freislor with a sharp look.
"This is all based on selfishness, and I'm not sure it's going to end well either way, okay. I'm sure Lord Swerol doesn't like it if you do this. It's not good for you and the others either. Let's go before the Gwetidu come. You know how fierce they are at night, right? I'm not willing to die rotting just because of this."
The few seconds they spent seemed to end in regret because, one of Lord Swerol's troops came and met them.
"What are you two doing here?" snapped a man wearing a brown robe. The twinkle in his eyes flashed a blue shield symbol. The lines on his hands form Chinese strokes with Yin and Yang symbols. Indicating that he was one of Alderois' troops who became the main leader at night.
"See, right? Why do you always throw tantrums, Freislor? I could hate you for this!" shouted Breckson firmly. He said that while whispering right next to Freislor's ear.
"Listen, let me handle it. Calm down," replied Freislor. She gave her best smile. The girl walked quietly. She saluted by bowing before the man.
"The two of us are just making sure the things that are wasted here are right in their respective dimensions, sir. We don't want those discarded objects cause a chaos, so the algorithms of this world change. It will harm our country later," said Freislor. The girl explained calmly. She crossed her arms behind her back.
"Really? Shouldn't such an important thing be done by the guards? Where have they all gone?" the man asked. Freislor took a deep breath. Freislor took a deep breath.