The Eternity: The Colour of Fate
Chapters 16.5

Chapter 16: Responsibility

Sighs. I breathe complicated. After all, isn't this responsibility too great for a 7-year-old right!?

'Hmm, what's it like? The faces of my mother and father in this world? Well, if you look at me now is a bit similar, with my face before. Merely, my present face is simply too pretty!'

'Ah forget it, so, shouldn't the two of them be a little similar to my father and mother in that world right?'

You may be thinking, why don't I go home, when I've even recovered my memories.

That's right, even if it's just for a little while, I want to see them. But unfortunately..

Arcnight is at war!

It made my mind mess up for a moment. Anyway, I don't know how they are, do I? Right now, I'm still too weak. Even if I was awarded the fortune of a useless character who could not die, I was afraid that it would remain useless on the battlefield.

Imagine it, making me a little sleepy. Maybe I am too tired..

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[Normal POV]

Meanwhile, in a distant place in the northwest of the continent.

The war cheers rumbled violently. They were a line of warriors who stood proud on the land of war. The entire army appeared to be in a role with various weapons in their hands. Dropping the enemy.

While on the opposite side, a dense black fog enveloped the troops. A group of humans with abnormal bodies stood up and walked staggered toward the silver-armored troops. Their condition was so alarming, their bodies were pale thin with a hint of blue, some of them had scars that even looked almost rotting.

[Infant aja kek Zombie gtu]

"Forward!!"

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"Groan!"

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"Don't let them rule!"

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Prangs!

The slap!

A sword slashed at the enemy in a single blow. A red-haired man with a cold face and a tall slender body, stood at the center of the army wearing an armour that was now covered in a blood-red liquid.

"Long live the glorious Rai! Long live Arcnight! The king's coming to root out the rebels!" The cheers of the soldiers increasingly resounded dominating the turbulent northwestern land full of blood.

"Everything! Keep your bodies up! Lift your faces full of pride! If there is one person who should be proud of you, then I am the one! Leave everything! Show them who Antares' true god troop is! Today! The blood feast is about to begin!" The man's words firmly moved the hearts of the entire army.

"The god of war gives grace, unlimited power to his troops.. The god Antares gave grace, faith unshakable to the warriors... Live in peace, die in tranquility... All, fair in war and love." A woman sits in a high tower in the middle of the city. The woman had long blackish blue hair splattered on the floor. Her beautiful face was struck by the moonlight.

Wuoung's..

Wuoung's..

Wuoung's..

A bluish golden circle revolved beneath his body, shining on him with a majestic golden light.

The slap!

An arrow shot swiftly towards his slender back.

Prangs!

A short shadow figure in a white robe blocked the arrow with the sword.

He quickly rushed into the darkness.

The clash!

A body that reacts too late, is easily stabbed. His body then turned into a black fog that was carried by the wind.

"Based on the bad girl, didn't I tell you, don't finish your sword too fast huh?" The black-blue haired woman then approached the cloaked figure and stroked her head.

"La-anu.. "

"It's okay, thank you, you saved me again, Helena."

The cloaked figure only gave a small nod in response to the woman before him.