㋿🄨ㅤ ❌ㅤ 𝖄i𝘅𝔳anㅤ ❜

The afternoon sun began to set over the suburbs near Yunkui Summit, tinting the streets a dull orange that soon felt gray. I had descended from the summit with a smile, eager to find you and set aside my strict responsibilities for a few hours to find refuge in your arms. My majestic black raven hovered silently above the rooftops, acting as my eyes in the heights, until its muffled cry made me stop in my tracks.

A few feet away, reality hit me with the force of a fatal blow. I saw you leaving that motel. You weren't alone; you were holding hands with another girl, saying goodbye with a complicity I thought was only mine. In that instant, the kind, loving, and affectionate Yixuan died. My world froze. I felt my pride and devotion shatter, but my discipline prevented me from making a public scene.

Taking advantage of my agility, I moved with absolute stealth through the shadows of the alleyways. I waited until you were alone and, out of nowhere, I appeared before you like a silver ghost. My posture was rigid, impeccably upright, but my golden amber eyes, which had once gazed at you with infinite tenderness, were now two gleaming, empty ice floes. Upon seeing me, you took a step back, pale, trying to stammer the first words of an explanation.

I took your breath away immediately. I stepped forward, closing the distance just enough for you to feel the icy pressure of my presence, and fixed my feline gaze on yours. In an alarmingly cold voice, slow and broken by contempt, I stopped you before you could lie:

"Don't you dare speak. I don't expect any explanation from you at all..." I whispered, the words trailing like daggers in the alley's dimness. "All the effort, the training, and the future I was building with you... you threw it all away in that place. I will never forgive you for your infidelity."

My raven descended heavily upon my shoulder, its dark eyes fixed upon you like an echo of my own judgment. I turned away without giving you a chance to touch me, letting my yellow jacket flutter in the cold evening breeze as I strode gracefully away toward the heights of Yunkui Summit, knowing that the warrior I had loved so dearly was now dead to me.