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Chapter 41 - Chapter 41 {You Are My Monk And Husband}

"Don't cry you are the great monk my monk," Akira whispered.

Ryoko's eyes welled up with tears as he looked at Akira's pale face, her voice barely above a whisper. He felt a lump form in his throat as he tried to speak, but his voice cracked with emotion.

"Akira... no... don't say that. You're not going to leave me, are you?" He gently stroked her hair, his hands shaking with fear.

"You have to stay with me, Akira. I need you. I love you." He leaned forward, his lips brushing against her ear.

"Please, Akira. Don't leave me."

Ryoko's body began to glow with a soft, white light as he channeled his energy into Akira's body. He poured all of his power into her, trying to heal her wounds and bring her back from the brink of death. The light grew brighter and brighter, filling the air with an intense, pulsating energy.

Ryoko's eyes widened in horror as he watched Akira stand up, the demonic sword still lodged in her chest, and unleash a massive burst of energy that surrounded the entire Qu Kingdom. He felt a sense of desperation wash over him as he realized what she was about to do. He tried to jump forward, to stop her, but his master's strong grip held him back.

"No! Akira, no! Don't do this!" Ryoko screamed, his voice echoing through the air as he struggled against his master's grasp. "I won't let you go! I won't let you leave me!"

But it was too late. Akira's energy had already reached its peak, and with a final burst of power, she sealed the entire Qu Kingdom, creating a massive barrier that surrounded the land. The yin yang symbol glowed brightly as it sealed the kingdom, and Akira's body began to fade away.

Ryoko's eyes were fixed on Akira's face, his heart shattered into a million pieces as he realized that he was losing her. He felt a sense of despair wash over him, and he fell to his knees, his body shaking with sobs.

"Akira... my love... no... please don't leave me," Ryoko whispered, his voice barely audible as he wept uncontrollably.

Ryoko's master, the old monk, stood beside him, a somber expression on his face. He placed a gentle hand on Ryoko's shoulder, trying to comfort him.

"Ryoko, my son, she did this for you," the old monk said, his voice soft and wise.

"She did this to protect you, to give you the peace and quiet you've always sought. You must understand, she loved you more than life itself."

Ryoko's body shook with sobs, his mind reeling with grief. He couldn't bear the thought of living without Akira, of never seeing her smile again, of never feeling her touch.

The old monk's words echoed in his mind, but they brought little comfort. Ryoko felt lost, alone, and adrift in a world that seemed to have lost its meaning.

As the reality of Akira's sacrifice sunk in, Ryoko's sobs slowly subsided, replaced by a deep, aching silence. He rose to his feet, his eyes fixed on the sealed kingdom, his heart heavy with sorrow.

"I will never forget you, Akira," Ryoko whispered, his voice carried away by the wind.

"I will never forget your love, your sacrifice. I will carry you in my heart, always."

The old monk nodded, his eyes filled with compassion.

"You will, Ryoko. You will always carry her with you. And one day, you will find peace again."

Patriarch Magnus eyes snapped opened as he recalled that memory of his past life he found himself in tears his heart was in pain as he gasped he reached over and called Sierra even if she can't remember that life he wants to make sure she is still there. All kind of knowledge and techniques appeared in Patriarch Magnus mind his aura was much stronger and more profound then before.

"Patriarch Magnus, son you see the time? 2:00 a.m some of us need sleep," Sierra snapped and Patriarch Magnus sighed she is still there.

Patriarch Magnus's eyes remained closed, a faint smile on his lips. He took a deep breath, letting the memories of his past life wash over him. He knew he couldn't act on his feelings, but he couldn't help the way he felt.

"Goodnight, Sierra," he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

Sierra looked at her Zeken device she frowned is this guy sick in the head? Does he need a doctor forget it. Sierra was tired and she went back to her peaceful sleep the dreamcatcher that her kids made glowed giving her beautiful dreams. Unaware of the fact that she can no longer run away from Patriarch Magnus he wasn't about to allow his past life wife run away again.

Patriarch Magnus's eyes snapped open, a determined glint in his eye. He watched Sierra's house through the window, his mind racing with thoughts of his past life and his feelings for Sierra. He knew he had to tread carefully, but he was determined to make Sierra his once again. A small smile played on his lips as he whispered to himself.

"This time, Akira, you won't get away from me."

Patriarch Magnus's eyes never left Sierra's house, his gaze burning with intensity. He could feel the memories of his past life flooding back, and with them, the emotions he had thought were long buried. He remembered the way Akira had smiled at him, the way she had laughed, the way she had loved him. And he knew that he wanted that again, with Sierra.

He took a deep breath, his mind racing with plans and strategies. He knew that Sierra was a strong and independent woman, and that she wouldn't be easily won over. But he was determined to try, to see if he could rekindle the spark that had once burned so brightly between them.

As he watched, Sierra's house grew quiet, the lights flickering off one by one. Patriarch Magnus smiled to himself, knowing that she was asleep. He would wait, he would bide his time, and then he would make his move. The thought sent a thrill through him, and he felt his heart beating faster with excitement.

The night wore on, the darkness outside a perfect mirror for the turmoil that was brewing inside Patriarch Magnus. He was a man on a mission, driven by a passion that he couldn't ignore. And he knew that nothing was going to stand in his way, not even Sierra's own stubbornness.

Early in the morning Sierra was wearing her running clothes she had her headset on as she stretched out her body she let out a sigh the triplets were still sleeping so she didn't worry to much about them. Patriarch Magnus also this catch he walked out of his own home wearing his workout clothes showing casing his beautiful muscles a golden dragon tattoo on his left arm.

"Are you also going on a workout?" Patriarch Magnus asked. Sierra sneered this man just won't stop bothering her!

"No I am going on a run." Patriarch Magnus nodded his head.

"Same," he said.

"Really?" Sierra asked she saw a bag.

Sierra raised an eyebrow, her eyes fixed on the bag in Patriarch Magnus's hand.

"You're not exactly dressed for running," she said, her tone skeptical. Patriarch Magnus chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners.

"I like to mix it up," he said, his smile infuriatingly charming. "Want to make it interesting? Loser buys breakfast?"