Journey To You - Chapter 73

The Darkness grew stronger every single day. Celesea is being sucked into this wormhole of grief and anguish by the mysterious entity.

He is convinced no one can stop him from accomplishing his plans. He is determined to submerge this world in eternal chaos and endless conflict.

So far, he has no difficulty making this possibility. It just happens someone is also undoing everything he has accomplished.

Celesea’s inhabitants tried to escape from this desolated place. Unfortunately, hey can’t cross the borders of other realms.

The Divine Law states no one is allowed to leave their designated areas. All they can do is wait and struggle to survive to avoid dreaded fates.

Many of them contracted unknown diseases and died helplessly, trying to escape. Some were even consumed by the darkness and became slaves tied in such cruelty.

Nothing is spared, and it only gets worse every day. The once green pastures are now barren lands robbed out of its life.

The once colorful, heavenly place is losing all its life.

Themis is the center of their misfortunes and woes. The once purifying sanctuary is now a haven of these Shadows who consumes their land.

Meanwhile, Noite arrived and barged into his brother’s room. He cannot hide his indignation regarding his brother’s orders to eliminate him in Mystic Spirit.

How could his brother order his extermination like he is irrelevant? He is his only living relative, and he has been serving him all these years.

He only has great respect and admiration despite his changes over the years. How can his brother destroy their relationship like this?

The bond between brothers is supposedly unbreakable.

“Brother. This is unexpected.” Meness said.

He remained his nonchalance while he saw his infuriated, younger sibling enters the room. He looked at him somewhat disinterested in his survival.

Needless, Meness is slightly disappointed to see him enter to confront him and air his grievances to him. His eyes narrowed as little as his face twitched.

“Why do you look so disappointed to see me? Do you expect your men reporting my demise?” Noite sarcastically responded.

Noite said as he strides towards Meness, who sits on his chair and swirls his wine glass. He is fuming in anger as he looks at his older brother.

Even if he denies it, he wouldn’t believe him. He really can hardly imagine how his older brother used him a decoy and tried to sacrifice him to attain his goals.

Was it really that important that he is willing to give up his own family? Was it worth it?

“Why? How can you sacrifice me like that? Am I really nothing but an indispensable pawn to you?!” Noite started.

Noite’s angry voice resonates and fills the dark room. This is the first time he has raised his voice and aired his grievances towards his brother.

He never felt so betrayed. He always respected his brother and feels he doesn’t deserve such treatment from him.

He has followed him even into this darkness. How can his older brother do this to him?

“You said you’ll do anything. I wanted to distract the Divine Lord Foeni. I didn’t expect he will personally lead his men and leave the Temple.” he said nonchalantly.

“If ever, you do expect my death from the Mystics’ hands? If he wasn’t there, will your men even try to save me?” Noite inquired.

His voice trembled in anger as he spoke his mind. He highly doubts they would even make a move if the Divine Lord didn’t order to save them.

If fact, he can’t help assume his brother wanted him to die that moment. Why is his assassination squad there in the first place?

It can’t be just a coincidence.

Why did he want him dead?

“Your death would mean everything. You betrayed me by accepting the enemy’s help and not going with the plan to die.” he responded with an unconcerned tone.

Noite’s face twitched as he hears his response. He can’t believe his brother has such dreadful plans for him.

If Noite died that night, he would have the excuse to avenge him and wage war against Mystic Spirit. His transition will be complete by letting go of his weakness.

“You are unreasonable! When did I wrong you? Did I drug you? Have I poisoned you? All these years, I only cared for you, and this is how you repay my loyalty?!” Noite shouted.

Noite’s voice echoes, reaching even the empty halls outside the room. His heart is breaking as he looks at his brother’s uncompassionate gaze.

Every word has failed to reach Meness as he remained indifferent towards his younger brother, Noite. He even wonders if he heard any of his concerns.

Noite can’t believe his brother has treated him as one of his indispensable pawns. He didn’t hesitate to air his grievances and complaints but to no accord.

Meanwhile, Meness remained indifferent while he is leisurely savoring his wine. He didn’t hide his disinterest while he rolls his eyes.

“So? What do you want now? You want me to apologize? You are the one who failed.” Meness said casually.

His brother’s words have made his blood boiled in anger.

“Don’t you even hear anything I just said?! You are unbelievable. You have me killed, and you seem disappointed I manage to survive. How could my own brother plan such cruelty to his younger sibling?” Noite shouted.

“Don’t you think its time to pay me back with your unDYING loyalty, by dying?” Meness coldly responded.

Noite shivers from hearing his words. He can no longer continue to converse with him and left the room. He has run out of patience to reason with him as he slams the door and disappears from Themis.

It is best if he finally breaks his ties with his brother. He doesn’t want to abandon him, but that is the last straw.

Meness has pushed him away and build this wall between them. He can no longer reach him now that he is the Lord of the Shadows.

When did his brother start to become this monster? He clenches his hand as he continues to drown in contemplation.

Noite can’t believe he will go this far to attain his goals. He can’t even understand how he became this way.

He remembers, one day, he became this sadistic Lord who kills for anything that disinterests him. He has started losing his ability to think objectively and became this horrible man.

“Brother, what happened to you?” Noite mumbles as he walks the secluded mountain pass.

The pass is moist from the drizzle, and wild herbs fragrance filled the air. All Noite could think of now is the safety and welfare of all his men.

They are not insignificant to him as his brother treated them. They are his family and comrades in arms.

Finally, Noite has lost control of his emotions as tears endlessly flow from his eyes. His feelings are a mix of anguish and desperation as he heads back to their camp.

He doesn’t know what to do. He has longed served and stood by Meness side, yet now he is alone, taking a stand on his belief.

Noite decided to control his life from now onwards.

After they escape from their gruesome fates, Noite ordered his men to hide and find a sanctuary while they recuperate. He needs to see his brother one last time before he can make a decision.

It seems that its time for them to part ways and fight on different sides. Noite clenches his hand as he closes his eyes.

He recalls his loving brother he adored so much. Noite tries to remember everything as he figures out when his brother started to display these changes.

There might be some clues as he hopes to bring his older brother back to his senses.

Meanwhile, back in Themis, Meness swirls his wine glass as he pushes his brother’s concerns and completely forgets about it. He is more concerned about how his men failed the attack despite his well-laid plans.

Not only the Divine Lord Foeni saved his brother, but the Divine Witch Circe also suddenly arrived in Mystic Spirit. He creases his brows at the unlikely coincidences.

Meness is convinced someone is manipulating events. That is how he fails every single time of his attempt. Still, who has the power to do such a feat?

There is only one person who comes to his mind while a sinister smile starts forming onto his lips. Meness was convinced his hard work has come to fruition.

“Lady Emilia, this is your handiwork? You are still hindering me from my greatness. How can you ignore me and not reciprocate my desires?” Meness mumbles.

Despite his disappointment, he is very much convinced Emilia has finally shown herself. He looks at the swirling red liquid on his hand while a sinister smile starts forming on his lips as if he has finally succeeded in his goals.

“This can’t be a coincidence. There is no such thing as a coincidence when you are involved, after all.” Meness chuckled.

His golden amber eyes glow in the dark like a beast waiting for his prey to emerge. He closes his eyes as he imagines his long-awaited victory.

On the other hand, in one corner of this solemn, dark room, a watchful eye continue to observe the situation. His scarlet eyes glimmer as he watches things unfold.

He is beyond contented how everything has fallen into place. He has finally succeeded in breaking these inseparable brothers.

For that, his plans continue to move along ideally. He will make sure that he will continue to progress without further disruptions.

Though, he is curious who has the power to conflict with his plans. Despite his failure to eradicate the Oracles, he is sure no one else could efficiently counter his movements.

He narrows his eyes as he continues to contemplate. He is even convinced the Sovereign King will not pay attention to his movements.