WHAT WOULD IT FEEL LIKE TO BE.. COMPLETE?

***Within the edges of the Coastal Clan's Territory. In the Imperial Carriages of Consort Tamara..

Getting back to her room, Seflim slowly moves to her bed before lazily lying down as she looks towards the celling with her neat plain sheets crumbling-up under her weight.

Although elegant and in a western style worthy of nobility, Seflim's room in the spatial carriage can be considered small compared to what she used to have.

The room spans six meters across all directions with a roof three meters high. unlike her standard room, this one holds a few elegant cabinets as well as a simple couch and table setting at a corner. Most wouldn't dream of a room this nice in a lifetime.

Seflim doesn't really care as matters concerning her space isn't currently on her mind.

Two weeks..

Its been long two weeks since she and her mother has departed from the Majestic comforts of her mom's Imperial Palace as they embarked on the long journey of finding her shadow.

The journey has been expected to take half a year if Seflim is lucky and much longer if she's not.

Knowing this, Seflim has immediately found herself a high teir mana chamber that mysteriously fits in the carriage.

She had locked herself indoors for seclusion as she does the most basic thing that any newly advanced Rank One cultivator would do.. She has been trying to sense her mana veins.

With a good cultivation manual at hand, she has been easily able to sense and to some extent influence the biggest and main channels that carry her heavy flow of mana.

Being a carrier of the Eclipse flood dragon bloodline, Seflim naturally has much more mana-veins than the average person should but this also means that it would take a longer period for her to sense them all.

With her advantages, she sensed a good five percent of her mana veins just after two weeks of practice and meditation though her speed immediately slows down after she crossed this milestone.

Average cultivators would take a month to sense their first vein and months to sense five percent of their Mana-veins.

Sometimes, the less talented ones would even need a full year to reach even this basic milestone but despite reaching this milestone in less than two weeks, Seflim didn't feel any sense of pride.

She has cultivated two more weeks on the Imperial carriage and although the quality of the mana-chambers aren't as heavenly as those in the Imperial palace, she has still sensed a good nine percent of her Mana-veins.

Seflim is a genius and even with her obvious advantages she's still outstanding beyond limits yet,.. she holds herself back from a pat on the back.

Seflim does not at all veiw her mother as anything less than the strongest woman alive but unlike her mother's blind joy at her every little breakthrough, Seflim is a little more in-tune with reality.. her reality.

Has she truly left all her other competition in the dust with her breakthroughs or is she just ignorant of the fact that she's the one left in the dust?.

The Empress has Eight Children, Five boys three girls and all of them are True Imperial Princesses and Princes. They were born with the same status as Seflim but with the advantage of age.

The youngest born in of the Empress's line-up turns out to be a princess and she had been birthed just three months before Seflim's own birth.

Considering the Emperor's powerful bloodline( that's the same Seflim has) and the Empress's even more outstanding bloodline then it would be no exaggeration to guess that these children are all born with insane levels of advantages and an even better starting point than.. herself(Seflim).

Sometimes Seflim sits alone to wonder, not in arrogance but in true curiousity on how on Gieă someone can be born better than she is?.

Her bloodline is from a mythical creature with powerful domains over the earth, waters, light, darkness, space, light and the even more mysterious element known as fate!.

While it's impossible for one's body to contain every single bit of every advantage, Seflim is still very confused as to how anyone and she can boldly say anyone at her own level.. can be even just one percent better than her at anything.

Seflim is forced to think this way not out of pride but out of pure and utter confidence in who she is and what she is capable of.

She has learnt from the most capable masters and they all say she is the absolute best they have lectured. She has surveyed through the data of some of the so called geniuses and not even for once has she felt challenged, maybe a little amazed but not.. Challenged!.

Yet,.. her own father says she stands no chance againstthe opposition.

†CRUNCH†..

*FINGERS LIGHTLY CLENCHES.*._Seflim.

On that high balcony, hearing the story about the day she was born from her mother has shaken a bit of her dragon's confidence.

She knows her father and she also knows that he knows her inside out and backwards. She knows he loves her and she knows that although neutral, he's on her side so why,.. just why is he confident enough to say such a statement so boldly?.

By any chance, are there geniuses out there that are actually.. better than her?.

*Knock*..

*Knock*..

*Knock*.

Seflim snaps out of her thoughts as she hears the knocking sounds from her room's doors.

*BADÜM*..

*BADÜM*..

Her powerful heart pumps heavy from slight shock of the Knock before she immediately calms down with a brief closing of her eyes.

"Come..*Door opens and Nanny Nora steps inside*.. in.", Seflim says with her brows raised. Without much surprise, her Nanny has come barging in before she has even finished her response.

"True Imperial Princess Seflim, you look.. -*Stares at her face up then down*- down.", Nanny Nora addresses the Princess with a worried look as she gazes at the Princess's laid down figure on the Royal bed.

"I am.. looking at the roof.", Princess Seflim says calmly while casting her wide gaze up to the roof but her Nanny isn't at all buying her bad joke.

"I'm serious princess. It's your first time out and you have locked yourself up in one room or the other. You didn't even see the spectacular view as the horses flew over the vast lands.", Nanny Nora says with a little exaggeration in her tone as she feeds the Princess a disturbing dose of nagging.

"I would watch when we cross back over.", Seflim says calmly obviously not too interested in this so called once in a lifetime view.

"Nora?.", Seflim speaks while interrupting her Nanny's thoughts at more nagging. She speaks in a calmer tone that shows she is surely about to change the topic to something more serious.

"Yes Princess.", Nanny Nora answers more seriously while bowing her head a little.

"What do you think my shadow would be like?.", Seflim calmly asks without really looking at her Nanny.

"..Um, I don't know much about shadows but I know it would be someone you can trust. Someone who would protect and die for you and someone who would.. complete you.", Nanny Nora says calmly while nodding at her own words.

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"..Complete me?.", Seflim says in a low tone that tells that the question is more to herself. Her Nanny stands still without interrupting the young girl's thoughts.

'How would it feel to be.. complete?.', Seflim whispers in a tone so low it seems more like a thought.

Life for her has always seemed to be missing some colours so she cannot help but wonder how it would feel to finally complete her spectrum?.

Would she view things a bit more differently or would it all remain the same?.

Her mother has asked her a question and left the decision of filling in answers all in her hands.

One answer leads her to a life of daisies and roses and the other to a life of thorns and poison. She already has an answer she wants to give and the only reason she is holding back is because she wonders if her thoughts would change after she is finally.. complete.

Well all the answers lay in the Coastal Clan's territory and they are already well past the borders.

Patience.. all that's left is patience.

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***Meanwhile..

***In a room of an elegant Manor in the vast territory of the arm of the Court, -Coastal Clan..

It's late at night and Urus cannot find sleep though today, it isn't because of the pain of his contrasting bloodlines.

His crooked figure can be seen looking out of a small wooden window by his right and up at the veil of darkness of the night.

An almost full moon and a fancy litter of stars.

This sight is supposed to be beautiful. It is supposed to bring a smile to his broken lips or hope to his dry soul but instead,.. all he feels is lost.

The sense of intense longing for a very unknown purpose out there has been becoming stronger lately and knowing that it's nothing but his own delusions is making things worse to cope with.

Urus puts out a stale breath as he sighs out to the world. Even if there is a purpose out there for him, unless the purpose out there for him is willing to come knocking at his door then absolutely nothing would change for him.

With emptiness on his eyes, Urus feels as cold wind scratching through his unholy skin. Still resting against the window's frame, his hunched back shivers subconsciously.

Life for him is not missing colours but instead completely lacks colours. Everything is the same as the last and everyday is as tragic as the last.

The only bit of colours he ever had comes from his childhood but these days, he cannot even pinpoint a specific memory that can remind him of joy. His grief deepens as all good memories has been rewritten by sorrow.

Still looking out into the world, out of nowhere a question pops in his head.

'How would it feel to be.. complete?'.

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