Who Made Me Awaken?! 26: Chapter 26
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As Raisin passed through the ancient gate, the dim light inside the library flickered as if welcoming a long-lost visitor. This library, hidden deep within the modern and ancient intertwining Bloodline territory, is a symbol of knowledge and power, silently witnessing the long and complex history of Bloodline. 0
 
Raisin's steps were steady and rhythmic, as if each one had been carefully considered. His gaze wandered among the densely packed bookshelves, where the thick spines bore various ancient inscriptions, exuding an indescribable sense of dignity. He knew every inch of this place like the back of his hand, yet he couldn't help but feel a sense of awe. 0
 
 
Raisin reached out his hand, gently caressing the rows of book spines with extreme care, as if afraid of disturbing the slumbering souls within. Each book held a piece of history, a story, silently waiting for a curious soul to discover them. 0
 
Finally, his hand rested on a seemingly ordinary yet ancient volume. The cover was marked with the traces of time, but the wisdom contained within was eternal. Raisin carefully pulled it out and began to flip through its pages. 0
 
 
The pages emitted a slight rustling sound, and with each turn, it seemed to be revealing a secret from the past. Raisin was immersed in these words, his face showing little expression, but from his frozen posture, it was clear that these words held great significance for him. 0
 
He silently recited this knowledge in his mind. For a Bloodline, these were not just memories of the past, but also guidance for the future. Raisin deeply understood that the future of the Bloodline was closely tied to this ancient knowledge, and he needed this guidance to lead the Bloodline towards a brighter future. 0
 
 
In that ancient library, time seemed to pass more slowly. Raisin was alone, engaging in a silent dialogue with ancient knowledge, his inner being calm and resolute. In this moment, he was not only the Blood King, but also a scholar seeking wisdom and truth. 0
 
Just as Raisin was fully immersed in the books, a familiar voice interrupted his thoughts: " Emperor Raisin, I didn't expect to encounter you here." 0
 
 
Raisin looked up and saw a man in a dark robe standing not far away. There was a hint of a smile on his face, and warmth in his eyes as he looked at his old friend. This man was none other than Raisin's long-lost friend - Adrian, also a member of Bloodline. 0
 
Raisin's eyebrows raised slightly, a look of surprise appeared on his face, then turned into a faint smile: "Adrian, what a surprise." 0
 
 
Two people approached, and the atmosphere between them was filled with past intimacy. Adrian's gaze swept over Raisin's figure, as if searching for that familiar shadow. 0
 
"Time has passed, and you seem to have not changed much," Adrian spoke, with a casual tone. 0
 
 
Raisin smiled gently, "For us, time is sometimes just a long wait. How about you? How have these years been for you?" 0
 
The conversation seemed to bring the two closer, and Adrian's expression relaxed even more: "Good and bad, you know, the world of Bloodline has never been peaceful." 0
 
 
In the dim and spacious meeting room, two noble members of the Bloodline are sitting face to face, surrounded by an atmosphere filled with the intertwining of ancient and modern, as if every piece of furniture is whispering the secrets of the Bloodline. The conversation between Raisin and Adrian flows slowly in this heavy atmosphere. 0
 
Adrian's eyes reveal fatigue, his voice low and powerful: " Emperor Raisin, our world is in a state of turmoil, and I feel an unprecedented pressure. External threats, internal divisions, all seem to herald an impending storm." 0
 
 
Raisin's face was calm, and his response was steady and powerful, yet filled with thoughtful wisdom: "Yes, Adrian, I have also felt these things. The future of Bloodline should not be just an endless struggle and division. We need to find a way to unite." 0
 
Adrian nodded slightly, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes. "You have always been like this, Raisin, calm and wise. But have you ever thought that this solution may require us to make some compromises, or even change some ancient laws and traditions?" 0
 
 
Raisin's gaze slightly narrowed, and his voice carried an unmistakable tone: "I know what this means, Adrian. If these changes can lead Bloodline towards a more stable and prosperous future, I will consider it." 0
 
Adrian listened to Raisin's words, his expression turning serious. He fell silent for a moment, then spoke with great seriousness: " Raisin, the answer you've been seeking may not be in the books, but in your own heart. You have a deep attachment to Bloodline's traditions and laws, but sometimes, change is necessary." 0
 
 
Raisin's eyes were filled with struggle, and his heart was full of contradictions. As the Blood King, he had the responsibility to protect the traditions and honor of his people, but he also knew that change was inevitable if the Bloodline were to have a better future. 0
 
"I will remember your words," Raisin finally said, his voice carrying the promise of a king. 0
 
 
Adrian looked at Raisin, a hint of contentment flashing in his eyes. Raisin is a leader with profound wisdom, and the future of Bloodline will surely change in his hands. 0
 
Their conversation slowly came to an end in the depths of the library. Raisin and Adrian embraced each other, symbolizing the reunion of old friends and the promise of the future. Adrian turned and left, leaving Raisin standing alone among the bookshelves. 0
 
 
Raisin gazed once again at those ancient books, guided by the words of old friends, new thoughts emerged in his mind. He slowly walked out of the library, enveloped by the night, but his heart shone like the dawn, gradually brightening. 0
 
In the depths of the castle at night, Raisin sat alone in a spacious room, with only a faint candlelight flickering, casting his lonely figure. The night outside was as dark as ink, but his thoughts drifted to distant memories. 0
 
 
He quietly reminisced about the days spent with Lín Yè, the female hunter with long black hair and a determined gaze. Every one of her attacks, every word she spoke, even her anger and indifference, left a deep impression in Raisin's heart. 0
 
Longing surged like a tide, and he could almost smell the faint fragrance on her, the scent of wildness and freedom, in stark contrast to his own coldness and elegance as a Bloodline. He couldn't help but chuckle, a laughter tinged with bitterness and self-mockery, because he understood that their worlds were worlds apart. 0
 
 
Raisin stood alone in the dim room, with the moonlight from outside shining through the thin curtains, casting mottled patterns on him. The only candle in the room flickered, casting his long shadow, vividly contrasting his inner struggle. 0
 
Suddenly, his body tensed as if pulled by an invisible force. A strong thirst surged in his throat, the unique craving of the Bloodline for fresh blood. He opened his mouth, his fangs unconsciously extending, gleaming with a cold light. Raisin tightly grasped his own neck with one hand, attempting to suppress the intense craving with force, but the desire for blood surged like the tide, relentlessly assaulting his will. 0
 
 
His breathing became increasingly rapid, and his low, hoarse voice was mixed with an undeniable longing: " Lín Yè, everything about you makes me unable to control myself." His voice was like a double-edged sword, revealing both deep emotions for Lín Yè and an uncontrollable desire driven by Bloodline instincts. 0
 
Raisin's heart was filled with complex emotions. He wanted to get close to Lín Yè but feared he couldn't control his instincts. He had once believed he was strong enough to restrain the basic impulses of Bloodline, but in front of Lín Yè, all his self-control seemed to become weak and powerless. 0
 
 
Raisin stood up and paced back and forth, trying to distract himself with movement. But the shadow of the Lín Yè seemed to constantly surround him, making it impossible for him to escape. 0
 
He stopped in his tracks, took a deep breath, and tried to calm the turmoil in his heart. His longing and yearning for the Lín Yè were not just physical, but more of a deep connection from the depths of his soul. 0
 
 
Raisin finally stopped at the window, gazing at the boundless night sky outside. His heart was filled with endless longing and anticipation, an expectation for the future, and a hope to meet Lín Yè again. 0
 
He murmured softly to himself, " Lín Yè, no matter where you are, I will find you. Our story is not over yet." 0
 
 
Raisin's figure gradually blurred at the window, as the night enveloped his longing and determination, while his heart searched for the light belonging to the Lín Yè in this endless darkness. 0
 
 
 
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