As Lucian carried Eve on his shoulder, her body wracked with pain, and her mind clouded with confusion. She couldn't help but be astonished by his incredible strength. She looked up at him, her voice weak but filled with questions.
"Lucian, how... how did you become so strong?" Eve's voice trembled with a mixture of surprise and admiration. The power he displayed in their battles was beyond anything she had expected, and now she yearned to understand the source of his strength.
Lucian paused for a moment, his eyes filled with a mix of sadness and determination. "Eve, I am the last descendant of the Dragonheart Clan," he revealed, his voice heavy with the weight of his heritage. "The blood of a Dragon Prince courses through my veins, granting me this strength."
Despite her injuries, Eve managed a slight laugh. "You should have told me this earlier," she said, her voice tinged with amusement and perhaps a hint of regret. "It would have saved me a lot of wonder."
Lucian's expression hardened, and he began to speak with a touch of bitterness. "I didn't tell you because your brother, Adam, is the one who murdered my entire clan," he confessed, his voice carrying a deep-seated resentment. "I didn't want that knowledge to cloud our partnership."
Eve's gaze softened, understanding the weight of Lucian's words. "I see," she murmured, her voice laced with empathy. "I apologize for the pain my brother has caused you and your clan."
Her thoughts then turned to Rin, their companion who had fled the scene upon hearing the rockets. "What happened to Rin?" she asked, her concern evident in her voice.
A surge of anger coursed through Lucian as he spoke of Rin's escape. "He ran away like a coward when the rockets started," he replied, his voice filled with frustration and disappointment. "I can not forgive him for abandoning us in our time of need."
Eve, however, tried to defuse the tension. "Lucian, let's not dwell on Rin's actions right now," she said gently. "What's important is that we are alive.
Lucian nodded. Their conversation took a deeper turn as Eve revealed her own story. She spoke of being one of the few survivors of the Eden family, her voice carrying a mix of sorrow and resilience.
Intrigued by her words, Lucian asked a question that had long lingered in his mind. "Does that mean your family were the first humans created by God? And are you the first woman created by God?"
Eve's expression turned somber as she recounted the massacre of her entire family at the hands of Adam, her own brother. She revealed how Adam's actions had ignited the war that had caused so much devastation. Her voice held a blend of pain and determination.
Lucian's curiosity deepened, and he asked if there were any other survivors besides her. Eve shared that her little brother had left Paradise before the massacre began, but it had been 7 thousand years since she had seen him. Uncertainty shrouded her thoughts regarding his fate.
Lost in thought, Lucian spoke with conviction. "Let us abandon our mercenary ways," he suggested, his voice resolute. "Together, let's build an army and confront Adam. We will seek justice for your family and for my clan."
Eve looked at Lucian, a mix of gratitude and weariness etched on her face. "This is my fight," she said.
Lucian's gaze softened as he looked into Eve's eyes, his voice filled with a mixture of vulnerability and determination. "Eve, there's something I need to tell you. Something that I should have said a long time ago."
Eve's heart skipped a beat, her grip on his hand tightening as she held her breath, waiting for his words.
"I... I love you, Eve," Lucian confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. "From the moment we met, you became the light that guided me through the darkest of times. You've shown me what it means to fight for what's right, and your unwavering spirit has touched my soul."
Tears welled in Eve's eyes, a mix of joy and sorrow filling her heart. She had carried her own feelings for him, unsure if the time was right to reveal them. But now, in the aftermath of their shared trials, the truth laid bare between them.
"Lucian..." she murmured, her voice choked with emotion. "I've loved you from the moment we set foot on this journey. Your strength, your compassion, and the way you've always put others before yourself—it's captured my heart."
In that moment, the world around them faded away. The sounds of rebuilding and the echoes of battle became distant echoes. All that mattered was the connection they shared, the love that had blossomed amidst chaos and despair.
Lucian took a step closer to Eve, his eyes filled with a mixture of tenderness and determination. "Eve, let us face the future together. Let us build a world where love and compassion prevail, where no one will have to suffer as we have."
Eve nodded, a smile blooming on her lips through her tears. "Yes, Lucian. Together, we'll fight for a better world. We'll honor the sacrifices of those who came before us, and end this war."
Their lips met in a tender kiss, sealing their commitment to each other and to the cause they held dear. It was a kiss filled with hope, with the promise of a brighter future.
But Unexpectedly, Eve had other plans, Eve Drugged Lucian, hoping he would be unconscious for a few days. " I can not involve you on the path I'm walking on, I'm sorry " I can't risk losing you too."
Her voice was filled with regret as she watched him drift into unconsciousness, knowing that she had to face the darkness alone.
Her voice was filled with regret as she watched him drift into unconsciousness, knowing that she had to face the darkness alone.
With a heavy heart, Eve set out on her journey, her mind consumed with determination to confront Adam and bring an end to the chaos he had wrought upon the world. Though she walked the path alone, she carried with her the hope that one day, she and Lucian would be reunited, and they could build a new future together, free from the shadows of the past.
As Eve ventured forth on her quest to confront Adam and his armys by becoming stronger, she grappled with the newfound power coursing through her veins. It was a power from The sword of ascendancy, fueled by the desire for justice and vengeance, yet tinged with the uncertainty of its consequences.