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On the balcony of the castle, Simon stood alone, looking down at the city below with pride. The stars in the night sky and the lights of the city shimmered together, creating a colorful scene beneath his feet. The dim glow of the streetlights surrounded him, intertwining with the moonlight, casting his face in layers of shadows, except for his eyes, which sparkled like stars, as if searching for something distant.
He gazed into the distance with a complex expression on his face, a mixture of darkness and light like an abyss. Inside Simon, however, raged a stormy sea, difficult to calm. The entanglement of loyalty and power made his emotions as unsettled as a small boat in a raging river. Darian's charming yet sinister smile lingered in his mind like a shadow, refusing to fade away.
He remembered the intimate conversation with Darian, the ambition in Darian's eyes at that time, fierce and cunning like a wolf. The sharp, blade-like gaze hidden behind that brilliant smile revealed his unspoken secret. The dangerous plan, the plan that could overturn the entire Bloodline world, now emerged clearly in Simon's mind. This was a game of power, a cold-blooded struggle, aimed at controlling Raisin and thus the future of the entire Bloodline.
Simon took a deep breath, trying to calm his emotions. His eyes revealed determination and conflict, the night breeze gently blowing through his black hair, his robe fluttering in the wind like a ghost in the darkness. Standing at the crossroads of destiny, every decision would affect the lifeblood of Bloodline. At this critical moment, he had to make a choice: to be loyal to his bloodline or to pursue power and status?
He took a deep breath, which dispersed into the night with the breeze. At this moment, Simon seemed like a prayer, facing his own destiny, lonely yet determined.
Beneath the night sky of the city, his shadow stretched long, as if telling an unknown story. Simon took a deep breath, knowing that every step from now on would require caution.
His hand slowly touched the gem-encrusted longsword at his waist, the patterns on the blade shimmering with a cold light in the moonlight. A hint of determination rose in Simon's heart, this choice might rewrite his destiny, or perhaps change the future of the entire Bloodline.
In this bustling and mysterious city, every corner could hide danger, every street could be a battlefield. Though Simon's heart was in turmoil, his eyes revealed firmness and calm, like the brightest star in the night sky, shining with unwavering light.
In this world full of conspiracy and magic, who will become the ultimate hunter? Who will become the prey? Only time will reveal all.
In the late night city, with countless lights shining like a sleeping giant lying quietly in the darkness. Among the high-rise buildings, a dark figure moves agilely between the buildings. It is Lín Yè, her movements are agile and calm, like a nocturnal beast roaming through the urban jungle. Her gaze is firm, like the brightest stars in the night sky.
Lín Yè Like the messenger of the night, she shuttles through the shadows of the city, each step taken with steadiness and agility. Her gaze is as sharp as a blade, cutting through the veil of night, searching for enemies lurking in the darkness. This bustling metropolis is not just a battlefield for her, but also a maze for seeking the truth.
From the street behind her, there suddenly comes a faint and rapid rhythm of footsteps. Lín Yè instantly tightens her posture, gripping her longsword, and turns around cautiously. Under the streetlight, a figure gradually becomes clear - it's Rayark, his eyes urgent and anxious.
"At night, something's not right!" Rayark gasped as he ran up to Lín Yè, tiny beads of sweat glistening on his forehead. "Simon he..."
Lín Yè interrupted him, saying, "Rayark, take a deep breath and speak slowly."
Rayark took a deep breath, trying to calm down. "Simon, he found me. He said he knows about Darian's plan, but..."
"But what?" The voice of Lín Yè suddenly became sharp. She knew that every minute and every second could affect the course of the battle.
"But he has a request, he wants to tell you in person." There was a hint of hesitation in Rayark's eyes.
Lín Yè fell silent for a moment, this decision could involve a change in the entire situation. She exchanged a glance with Rayark, her eyes filled with determination and uncertainty.
"Take me to see him." Lín Yè In the end, she made a firm and fearless decision.
Rayark Nodding, they hurriedly crossed the bustling streets and quickly headed towards the agreed location. The night grew deeper, but every corner of the city seemed to be preparing for the impending storm.
Finally, they arrived at the front of an ancient building, secluded and quaint, forming a stark contrast with the bustle of the city. Lín Yè Taking a deep breath, they pushed open the heavy door and entered the interior.
Simon stood in the dimly lit hall, a solitary figure appearing particularly lonely and solemn in the dim yellow light. The air around was tense and silent, with only the sound of his breathing echoing softly in the empty hall. When his eyes met Lín Yè, a hint of complex emotions flickered in them, as if there were ripples in the abyss.
Lín Yè Walking into the hall, her steps were firm and light, her black leather jacket shimmering with a cold light under the lamp. Her gaze was sharp, staring directly at Simon, " Simon, what do you want from me?"
Simon took a deep breath, knowing the importance of this moment, " Lín Yè, Darian's ambition is far greater than you imagine. He not only wants to control Raisin, he wants to control the entire Bloodline, even the whole world."
Lín Yè's eyes became even more stern, her eyebrows slightly furrowed. "Why are you telling me this? Aren't you the same as him?"
Simon shook his head, a hint of sadness in his eyes. "No, although I am loyal to Raisin, I cannot tolerate Darian's ambition and cruelty. I came to remind you that this war is far more complex and brutal than you imagine."
Lín Yè fell silent, she could feel the sincerity in Simon's words, but she also knew that in this game of power, trust was a double-edged sword. Her gaze was sharp as an arrow, slowly lifting her head, "So, what is your suggestion?"
Simon gazed at her, his eyes shining with determination, "Join forces, only by joining forces do we have a chance to stop Darian's plan and protect everything we cherish."
Lín Yè and Simon's eyes intertwined in the dim light, as if silently weighing each other. And in this city full of mysteries and dangers, a new alliance is quietly forming, and a bloody war is about to begin.
Lín Yè squinted suspiciously, "Join forces? How do you prove that you are not Darian's pawn, but genuinely want to help?"
Simon slowly took out an item from his pocket, a delicate Bloodline emblem with a sparkling ruby embedded in it. "This is the Bloodline emblem, and it's my sincere token to you. Only senior members of Bloodline are qualified to possess it. I'm willing to use this emblem as a token to join forces with you against Darian."
Lín Yè took the emblem, running his fingers lightly over the patterns on it, a hint of complex emotions flashing in his eyes. "I need time to consider."
Simon nodded, "I will give you time, but remember, Darian's plan is nearing completion, and we don't have much time to waste."
Turning around, Lín Yè gazed at Simon, "What is your decision based on? Loyalty, or a thirst for power?"
Simon fell silent for a moment, then looked deeply at Lín Yè, "It's about protecting everything I cherish, whether it's Bloodline or this world. I won't allow anyone to destroy it."
Lín Yè didn't say anything else and walked away. Simon stood alone in the hall, watching Lín Yè's figure gradually disappear into the night.
Under the night sky of the city, a storm is brewing, and at the center of this storm is a lonely king and an indomitable hunter. Their choices will determine the fate of this world, and time is ticking away, second by second.
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