LUX OBSCURA, Story From Fantasy World

Blood red

Lusya stood in the dark of thoughts and emotions within him, full of tension . He was speechless, his eyes were empty, and his mind was raging in a deep inner conflict.

Luscya (in a trembling voice) "What am I doing... Why should I choose like this?"

Within him, there were two voices, two sides fighting to dominate his mind.

first side: "This is destiny. This is the sacrifice I have to make for my kingdom and my sister. The king has decided, and I am the heir to the throne. I have to be ready to sacrifice myself."

second side: "But this is my brother... It was his life I would take. How can I do this? How can I take the life of someone I love?"

first side: "This is not an option. This is an obligation. This is the price that must be paid to keep our kingdom and our family safe. I have to be strong."

second side: "But I don't want to. I don't want to live in the shadow of this cruel act. I want to live my life with my sister."

Lusya felt his mind shattered by this fight. He looked towards his sister, who was still fainting on the floor. Both of Lusya's hands trembled, and his tears kept flowing.

Lusya: (with despair) "How can I decide this? Do I have to be a monster to save this kingdom? Is there another way?"

The battle within him continued, psychological tension creeping deep. But, amidst all that, Lusya knew that the time had come, and a decision had to be taken, even if it was an unimaginable decision.

Amidst the darkness and tension that dominated the arena, Lucya raised her sword, ready to end the life of her sister, Elysia, for good. However, in that moment, the seconds went as if they were centuries. Lucy looked at the sky that was splattered red by the unusual moonlight.

Luscya (whispers to himself) "Is this really the destiny I want? Does everyone want it?"

Those questions engulfed his mind, making him reflect on the meaning of life and its inevitable destiny. He felt like a thread of fate that he could not control, like a puppet drawn by a cruel thread of reality.

However, before he could find an answer, a decision had to be made. Lucya gathered all her willpower, tears streaming from her eyes, and she exclaimed with emotion.

*taken up his sword.

Luscya: "Hiiiyaaaaaaaa!! I will end it all!! SORRY, SISTER!!"

*sraattchhhh*

As his sword swung down rapidly, cutting through the air and carrying his destiny, splashes of blood flooded the bodies of the two of them. They fell together, brothers who were both injured.

When Elysia finally regained consciousness, her eyes opened slowly. He saw that his brother had stabbed his own sword into his heart. Tears flowed from Elysia's eyes, realizing that this was the final sacrifice of her brother. Lucya died before him, his body drooping, and a sword piercing through his heart.

Yes, this is the final sacrifice of a brother for his destiny and his kingdom that they love.

Lusya fell in the arms of his sister.in the middle of the arena that had been destroyed, his sword was still stuck in his heart . However, the gaze of his eyes was no longer filled with tension and inner battle. Now, he faces an unimaginable decision with a firm determination with no regrets .

lusyia: gathers a little of the talking power most times to the sister (in a soft voice) "Elysia, my sister whom I love. I won't let fate force me to take your life."

Elysia who still did not expect her brother's actions to be silent was glued to a thousand languages with a blank look full of sadness

lusyia:" sister. This is my choice. And I'm not gonna let this cruel fate rule us."

Above the darkest sky, the red moon was still shining. But Lusya's decision has changed destiny. He may have decided on the thread of the destiny doll itself, but he knows that his actions are a true form of giving, even if it means sacrificing himself.