Chapter 689: Taking a step forward (3) (1/2)

Today, many people felt the changes of the world. It is amazing that the world would undergo so many changes in one day and it is more amazing that these changes is precipitated by one person.

As those who is now returning home after looking at that golden glow they hope nothing else would happen.

To those who is in the dark alley hiding like a rat, they hope the weather is calm without storm and wished that the sky is full of clouds.

When the weather is calm, there is no thunderbolts. When the sky is full of clouds, there is no sword.

As people slowly calm their hearts and rushing back home or going for another round to the tavern or finding some comfort in the night, Azief finally realizes that it is night.

When he removes his hand, he saw for a brief moment the light that illuminate all of Pandemonium

He saw how the lights receded like lightning the moment he removes his finger from the rings.

And then he saw the night sky and the star that is twinkling beautifully above the sky and he knows that it is not one minute that had passed. But probably the whole day had passed when he was given the knowledge of the ring

His plan of meeting Will and Sofia were all halted.

He doubts this is the right time to talk. He did not show it but he is also tired. He did not sweat but his body is trembling. Not of pain but tiredness. And it is not tiredness of the body. It is tiredness of the mind.

He felt drained.

He looks toward the direction of that house in the distance and he saw the closed door of that two story housed with the white picket fence and he smiles bitterly.

'Hmm' he said to himself. He is thinking to himself. He took a step…but then he stopped.

'Hmm' he said again, thinking again, trying to find the right choice. Thus, he halted his step

He did not probe further because he knows that Sofia didn't like to be watched.

There is no need to think too much and trying to test her patience. Six years could be considered a long time. To him, six years is just a blink of an eye.

The longer he lives and the stronger he became; he had long regarded years as moments. To him six years is just a number and did not affect his feeling that much.

But he did not know the hearts of the people of the world. Not all is strong enough to withstand the baptism of time.

Azief believed a determination is a lot like an obsession. An obsession that even years and decades could not wear down.

He wondered whether for Sofia, six years is long or short.

He wonders whether her feelings had changed. Looking at her eyes when he enters the throne room, he did not see any changes.

Those are the same eyes that look at him when he was leaving.

But, in the end, the human hearts are not something that could easily be predicted.

Whether that feeling contained in that gaze was a lingering affection or love, nothing could be determined for sure until he met her.

And that thought, rooted him in place. He actually doesn't know what he wanted to know. Does he want her to not love him anymore or does he want her to still love him?

And Azief felt disgusted at himself for thinking like that.

He knows why he is thinking like this. He is thinking that if she did not love him anymore, the choice forward is easy.

'Easier' he corrected himself