"Love"

In a hot summer, a village was crowded with people who had gathered to celebrate the fruit festival. The fruit festival was an annual event held in the kingdom of mayver, home to the world's greatest king, Vincent the Great. Today, however, the story is not about the great king, but rather it is the tale of two lovers who fell in love by chance, against all odds. They may have come from different worlds, but their love transcended all barriers, and they vowed to survive in a world where their love was forbidden or at least they will try. Vik ran out of his house with excitement, full of energy and anticipation to perform in the famous Fire Dragon Dance. This dance, held once every year during the fruit festival in the kingdom of Mayver, is an exquisite ritual performance. The one who performs it is expected to carry two fires lit in their hands, dancing around them, mimicking a dragon dancing with fire. It is a thrilling performance that captivates the crowd and showcases the dancer's talent, stamina, and endurance. Vik wandered the streets of the village, chatting with the vendors and showing his excitement for the Fire Dragon Dance. As vendors inquired about his preparations, he would simply smirk, which was all the answer they needed. Everyone was familiar with his smirk, which radiated confidence and mastery of his skills. His preparations for the dance were thorough, and he was determined to set the stage on fire with his performance. He was confident that he would wow the crowd with his mastery of the Dragon Dance. Before his performance, Vik still had a task to do. He had to collect the firewood from manager Jim, the person responsible for managing the firewood used in the Fire Dragon Dance. He would have to collect the firewood, which was kept in a room inside a secured shed. Manager Jim was notorious for keeping the firewood tightly secured in order to prevent accidents from happening. Vik was determined to finish this final step before his spectacular performance. Vik was running towards the management center with energy and excitement, but then he caught a glimpse of a carriage, the noble carriage of the House of Light. The House of Light were one of the founding noble families in the kingdom of Mayver, known for their symbolic light that shone across the lands. It was a spectacle to behold, and the sight quickly drew Vik's attention to it. From the carriage, a noblewoman emerged, whose light seemed to illuminate the land around him. The noblewoman's graceful presence left Vik awestruck, making his heart beat fast just from the sight of her. Her pale, white face was as beautiful as the moonlight, and her golden hair illuminated the land with its brilliance. Her deep blue eyes were like the ocean, so deep and fascinating. When the noblewoman walked over to an old woman on the ground, it caught Vik's attention. The noblewoman extended her hand towards the old woman, and a ray of light emerged from her hands and hit the old woman's body. The light healed the old woman, an unexpected gesture that left everyone amazed. The kindness and generosity of the noblewoman touched the hearts of everyone present. The gesture of helping a commoner was not heard of, yet the noblewoman showed nothing but kindness and compassion, even when she was the focal point of everyone's attention. As the light faded, the old woman quickly got up and bowed towards the noblewoman, thanking her for her kindness. The noblewoman returned to her carriage and rode off, leaving the people in awe of her benevolent spirit. As Vik stood in awe of the noblewoman, his heart was still beating fast even after she had left. He lost himself in her charming presence, and he could not think of anything else besides her beauty and kindness. After collecting himself together, he quickly rushed home to practice the Fire Dragon Dance, preparing for the main event. He was determined to perform flawlessly and wow the crowd with his skills and talent. With the red and black cloak adorning his back, Vik left his home elegantly, trying to convey a sense of dignity and grace. The cloak he was given from his tutor was truly a work of art, with a beautiful dragon design that wrapped around the whole cloak. He roamed the streets, now glistening with light everywhere, not even the alleys escaping the radiance. There, he could see the commoner and noble folk gathered, all waiting for the performance to begin. The time was near, and it was time to take the stage. As the nobles had their own designated spots while the commoners had to sit in a first come, first serve basis, Viktor took in the audience, his eyesight finally landing on the noblewoman he had seen earlier. His heart skipped a beat as he saw her once again, her beauty and graceful presence still as breathtaking as the first time he saw her. Vik did not let the nervousness overwhelm him as he stepped on the stage and began his performance. Without hesitation, he began to swing his arms from right to left in an impressive display of his skills and unique abilities. With each movement of his arms, his graceful and artistic manner brought the audience to silence, even the nobles who watched from their designated seating. The king was the one clapping the hardest, along with the noblewoman, who left the arena after the performance. Viks heart skipped a beat when he spotted the noblewoman leaving, and he immediately bolted out to follow her. After sometime he found her, Viks suddenly yelled at her "i love you".Viks sudden declaration of love took the noblewoman by surprise, who he had only seen with kindness and grace before looked at him, her facial expression changed from a kind expression to one of disgust, shocking him. Then, a ray of light pierced his chest, making him bleed out. As he bled out on the ground, the last thing he heard was the noblewoman's dismissive comment, "Disgusting.