“Don’t forget me never,” A man spoke while crying on her lap. Floriana smiled and strokes his black hair using her last energy to speak she said, “Let us meet one hundred years later.” With her last breath, he held his cries in but couldn’t when he saw a tear dropped from her eyes. A hundred years passed. Hearts are broken and reunited. But is the identity she thinks about herself are true? Is she the daughter of the Angel Lord? or is she someone forgotten from the world? A romance sparks between two people but before that, problems interfered them. ===== Bronze Winner of WFP#21 Female Lead- Angels and Demons DISCLAIMER I DO NOT OWN THE COVER ART AND BELONGS TO THE RIGHTFUL OWNER. (Temporary Cover) (If you are the artist of this art and wish to out it down send me a message in the comment section)
The shadow lingered around my body as I stood in the middle of the area. Just what had happened? Everything was going according to the plan. But we underestimated their strength.
The dark magic surrounding us was too much. To the point, I'm unable to use my magic. I tried focusing, feeling the mana flow around my body. I suddenly felt pain in my chest, which made me gasp out for air, and my legs fell weak.
"Flora!" I heard Yustaf calling my name. But the pain in my chest kept growing each second and at one moment. I lost my sense of hearing.
If I knew this was bound to happen. No one would have gotten hurt. What am I doing? In the end, I'm unable to do anything.
Before this incident happened. I was back at the camp mentally and physically preparing myself before departing into the second area.