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The pyrofrost twins and the dark king

In a world where the monarchy's iron grip threatens all who oppose them, siblings Lily and Arthur face unimaginable grief after losing their parents – a brave flame swordsman and a compassionate nurse. As they struggle to navigate life without their loved ones, Lily is consumed by sorrow while Arthur finds solace in practicing his swordsmanship. As time passes, Lily's overwhelming grief transforms into burning anger, igniting her desire for justice against the oppressive regime that tore her family apart.

Mohamed_Azyan_9705 · Fantasi
Peringkat tidak cukup
76 Chs

Chapter 12-Aftermath

Arthur's point of view:

As I surveyed the destruction around us, my heart sank with despair. But then I saw something that gave me hope. A single enemy combatant, unsure of his loyalties, wavered before us like a leaf in the wind. In that moment, a spark of hope ignited within me, like a flame flickering to life in a dark and dreary forest.

Lily's point of view:

With every step we took, the weight of despair that had been pressing down on us slowly began to lift. I could feel the hope growing within me, like a bright light shining in the darkness. I looked over at Arthur and saw the same determination in his eyes. It was like we were two halves of the same whole, working together to bring light to the darkness.

Arthur's point of view:

As we marched through the ruined streets, I could see the villagers beginning to stir. They had been beaten down by the darkness for so long, but now they were starting to believe that there was still hope. It was like a wave of optimism spreading through the town, washing away the despair and leaving behind a glimmer of something better.

Lily's point of view:

As I looked out at the villagers, I saw a change in their faces. Where once there had been only fear and sorrow, now there was a glimmer of hope. It was like watching a garden come back to life after a long winter, with tiny shoots of green poking up through the snow. And as we continued to march, that hope grew stronger and stronger, until it was like a beacon shining out for all to see.

Arthur and Lily's point of view:

Together, we marched on, our spirits lifted by the growing sense of hope. It was like we were on a journey through a dark and dangerous forest, but we knew that if we kept moving forward, we would eventually emerge into the light. And as we walked, we could feel that light growing stronger, until it was like a brilliant sun shining down on us, bathing us in its warm and comforting glow.