Chapter 627: Monikers (1/2)
'Hmm...'
Raven hummed internally as he laid down on his bed while staring at the ceiling. A few thoughts plagued his mind, centered at the recent discovery he got.
'I don't like...where my speculations are going.' Raven said as a visible frown appeared on his face. He turned to the side and closed his eyes, trying to get some sleep but his active mind simply letting him do so.
A sigh escaped from Raven's lips. He opened his eyes to reveal a deadpanned expression as he whispered: ”I guess there will be no sleep for me this night. Whatever.”
He got up from the bed, dressed in his night robes. He walked barefooted towards the see through window on his room and stared at the moon. His otherworldly visage created a magnificent picture with the dimmed environment.
His clear blue eyes with patterned silver streaks, his angular face, his long azure colored hair which fell like a waterfall behind him, his slim yet well sculpted physique as well as the gentle moonlight glow surrounding him made for a magnificent scene that all artisans would love to see.
However, none of the truly mattered to Raven at all. He was currently lost in thoughts, worried about the future events that might eventually occur.
'Of all people, it has to be them.' Raven whispered to himself. 'I don't know how long they've been doing this and from what I saw, they're being really careful about their actions so any careless attempts of investigation will be easily discovered and shut-downed by this group.'
'And if these people are truly using their real identities when they dropped their masks, then they'll be incredibly troublesome to deal with. Specially considering the fact that they managed to penetrate that deep into the society of the Divine Realm and fully integrated with it.'
'Those people could easily point their fingers out and we'll be in deep shit. I wouldn't have cared if I was already strong enough to hold them back on my own but now, I'm still too far from reaching that.'
'Not to mention that man...' Raven's frown deepened even further when he saw the faint visage if the man sitting on a throne. 'I haven't even met him personally but I can't already tell that I'm not going to like him.'
'His presence alone filled me with dread. He is undoubtedly strong, I don't even know if Senior Brother will be able to compete against him, much less me.'
'He's easily a Divinity ranked Expert. And from the way how he carried himself, I can tell that he's the insane type as well. Ugh, his loyal minions are already hard to track down and he just had to appear on the mix. Isn't this just great?'
Raven released a long sigh and stared at the moon hung up on the skies. Whenever he looks at this moon, even if it was fake, he was being constantly reminded of his wife - Lunafreya.
”It's been five years, Luna.” Raven couldn't help but become melancholic as he recalled the precious moments he spent with her. He thought of he often, fondly remembering their short memories after their marriage.
He looked at his right palm where a crimson sigil appeared. The sigil that represents their union remained crystal clear, and pure. Looking at it, Raven couldn't help but to smile. Next a determined expression surfaced on his face as he declared:
”Wait just a tad bit longer, my lovely wife.” Raven clenched his hands, ”As soon as I'm done with my matters here, I'll go and fetch you where you are.”
”And if in that time, you want us to settle down and start our own family?” Raven chuckled and said: ”I'd gladly give up everything just to fulfill that wish of yours.”
Raven then walked back on his room with renewed passion and a burning determination.
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”Ah this is so nice! So nice!”
A man vigorously laughed, his voice caused the surroundings to rumble. This man had a rather large frame, he had a mop of spiky blond hair, he had a bright hazel colored pupils which was prominent due to his deep bronze skin tone. He was tall, reaching about 9 feet which is considered rather rare for humans.
He was wearing a marine colored, sleeveless robes with a unique badge attached on his right chest and a black silk belt with golden colored linings wrapped around his waist. He's also wearing a pair of black boots which reached up to his inner thigh. His face was rather intimidating and roguish, and he acts just like one as well.
The three people around him frowned in displeasure as they watched the man's uproarious laughter.
”Staying inside the sect is a bit stuffy, I'm glad I can get out sometimes and hang-out with you guys.” The big man said as he drank alcohol from his wine gourd.
”You've grown bigger again.” The other man sitting on the opposite side from his said. ”You've grown into a freaking giant that everything you touch appears small.”
This other's man's face is covered with a hood, exposing only half of his face to the people around him. The only facial feature visible from him was his reptilian like pupils and trail of scar reaching towards his left cheek. His skin tone was rather pale and his whole body aside from his finger tips, toes and half of his face were the only pieces of skin he exposed.