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DEMIGOD: DAWN OF TIME

#Fantasy ------------------------------------------------------------------------- The prophecy rewrite's the genesis. And what we see, isn't what we expect. A demigod is born. To save the world from a great demon, casted down by the gods themselves. A young girl, known to be a princess from a good Kingdom, finds herself in a big celestial situation. Which was caused by her stubborn undying curiosity to adventure. But as the story goes on, she finds out that she is no where near an ordinary Princess with a lowlife. Instead, she is been given a great responsibility that could shake the world's new beginning. But unfortunately, she seems to not be sure if she could carry that kind of responsibility. And yet, will she have a choice? #Romance ------------------------------------------------------------------------- I opened my mouth, to take in air as I felt my face dripping with water. I turned to face Remiel. And he held a very serious look, while staring deeply into my eyes. And for some reason, his eyes seemed to glow more in the night. I was mesmerized by the sight. But why did he drag me out all of a sudden? I haven't totally ran out of breath. "Isn't it obvious little human?" I heard his dark voice. "It seems the beautiful sight is making you forget my presence. And we don't want that..." I felt my eyes widen at his statement. I thought I didn't hear him right. But when I looked up at him, his lips had curved into a deep devilish smirk.

Tomi_Teresa · Fantaisie
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HAZEL EYES

I fluttered my eyes open, only to be awestruck, or should I have said dumbstruck.

Because I went dumb immediately after.

What kind of person...

No! What kind of creature saved me?..

Who was the Greek god, right before me. Holding me in his perfectly long arms.

I stared at his perfectly sculpted lean-physique, right...to his....face.

And holy Biscuits!

Was he real?

Was this real!

How can a man be so strikingly gorgeous. He looked like an angel, maybe he was an angel! He had long black hair, they were so neat as he banded it into a fallen ponytail, straight to the back.

His skin fair as a pearl. I also stared at his face, from his masculine brows, down to his feminine lashes. They were so long, I immediately felt jealousy in me.

Then, my gaze continued its inspection, down to his perfect nose, to his well defined cheekbones and jaw.

I also saw his lips, they were peach red. So beautiful, I had to look away.

All these were so beautiful, but something else caught my serious attention.

They were his eyes.

I stared at his hazel eyes.

This was the type of hazel eyes I had never seen. Because it was mostly glowing with the colour gold.

They were so beautiful and rare, I was captivated.

It gave a completely different story from his aura.

Although, his aura gave a strong cold type, his eyes spoke something else.

Something opposite to what he was trying to achieve.

It was like, they both were two different worlds entirely. Yet, they had to accept each other.

His eyes were as pure, it amused me deeply.

Because one thing I have always known was that the first place to realise if a person was evil, or has been corrupted in the mind. Was through the eyes.

Because the eyes always spoke out a person's true intention, whether good or bad.

I figured that out myself.

But here, his eyes voiced of total pureness, they were so clean and innocent.

Now I wondered if I was the only one to notice this, or conclude this theory.

"Are you alright?"

I immediately snapped out of my trance. As I heard his deep-cool voice. But I didn't stare at his eyes, I couldn't stand such. So I focused on his beautiful nose instead.

The young man seemed to be frowning deeply. Although not at her, but to something else instead.

But, he soon shrugged off whatever it was he was thinking or frowning at. And faced the little lady in his arms again.

"Um...yes, I am now. Th-Thank you for saving me" he heard her little voice as he stared at the little lady in his arms with a raised eyebrow.

But, with the raised eyebrow. A smirk formed on his lips, as he soon concluded something in his mind.

Then, putting her down, he spoke lightly again, yet, his voice deep as ever.

"I assume your room is right at the top of the building. And you fell?"

Neera said "yes" sighing in her mind with how stupid that sounded.

"What made you fall?

Were you dreaming of flying?" She heard him lazily say, even though she heard an hint of mock.

"Certainly no"  feeling ridiculous, she turned to face him. But then she met his light smirk, and those golden eyes again.

And she immediately shuddered back the little courage, that was rising up in her.

She stared down and whispered "um...no, I was trying to save a bird"

Why was I even telling him this, she thought.

Maybe because I was trying to justify myself?..

But, I think it doesn't matter. I should go back to my room.

Neera's eyes went from the ground, up to her room, which was like three story buildings away.

How was she going to get back up there?

Staring at the window up there, and then turning to the young man behind her again.

Who was staring at her with a smirk of wonder. Does he know that I need help? She reasoned.

But how was she supposed to tell him that! She didn't want to disturb him or something.

He already saved her from a very hilarious death.

So she started to think.

But she soon turned to face the young man again and decided that it was probably best if she just asked for his help, before she got into trouble.

But when she turned, he was nowhere. He was gone!

How rude....

She scoffed.

Now about the building...

No! No! No!

What was she going to do now?!