Chapter131: The Dagger of Estrangement and the Shattered Amulet
The Philosophy of the Frozen Soul
That morning, the sky had donned a shroud of cold ash, as if nature itself were bracing for a fresh catastrophe. Diyari stood in a corner of the courtyard, his crimson eyes searching for a familiar shadow, but all he found was a "Cold Angel." Rina stood in the center, her white wings shimmering like splintered silver, but her soul was a mountain of unyielding ice.
The Shock of Absolute Power
Diyari attempted to draw near, but Rina abruptly raised her hand. Without a single word, a transparent white force erupted from her palms—an explosion so violent that the debris left from the war with Lina turned to microscopic dust in an instant. Diyari recoiled, his eyes wide with shock. This was not the Rina who needed protection; this was a celestial being capable of dismantling worlds.
Diyari: (Voice trembling) "Rina... what is this? This power... you are becoming someone I don't recognize. Please, come back to me. I am here. I am your Diyari."
Rina: (With a lethal coldness) "This power is but a fraction of what I possess. Diyari, understand this: I am no longer that fragile girl who wept in your arms. I am the guardian of this realm. What you call 'love' is, to me, nothing but a chain I seek to break. You are a comrade-in-arms in this war, nothing more, and nothing you will ever be."
These words pierced Diyari's heart like poisoned arrows. He felt the very earth liquefy beneath his feet.
The Shattered Amulet and the Death of Hope
With a shaking hand, Diyari reached into his pocket and pulled out Rina's old amulet—the sacred token of their union. He approached her, holding the gold before her silver eyes.
"Look at this! The amulet you wore the night we promised eternity. Does this evoke nothing? Did all those kisses, that warmth, vanish into this metal?"
Rina stared at the amulet for a heartbeat. A sudden flash of rage ignited in her eyes. She snatched it from his hand and, with terrifying strength, crushed it. The gold disintegrated into a thousand shards before Diyari's eyes.
"Enough! What is this meaningless scrap of iron? I do not wish to remember a past where I was weak! This amulet, like your love, is a ruin that must be erased. I am your fellow soldier, not your wife! Understand that!"
The Peak of Devastation and the Six Ominous Signs
As Diyari collapsed into a corner of the courtyard, watching the golden fragments scatter like his own soul, six world-altering events occurred:
The Black Mark of Estrangement: As Rina pushed him away, Diyari's chest began to burn. Beneath his blood-stained shirt, a black, vein-like mark appeared over his heart. This was the "Curse of the Broken Union." Every cold word Rina uttered acted as a hot dagger twisting in that mark.
The Child's Transformation: The "Little Angel" in the cradle opened its eyes. This time, it wasn't just white light; a fierce red mist—Diyari's power—swirled around the infant. The child laughed a haunting, powerful laugh. When Rina tried to touch him, an electric shock repelled her. The child had become the "Red Guardian" of their lost love.
The Crimson Wings: The edges of Rina's snowy wings began to turn a deep, gore-red. She was transitioning from a Graceful Angel to an "Angel of Death," losing her human mercy to the void of war.
Diyari's Legendary Stubbornness: Despite the internal bleeding and the physical strikes, Diyari stood up again. "Even if you break every bone, I will not leave. You can wipe your mind, Rina, but you cannot extract me from your blood."
The Blood Covenant Vision: When Rina grabbed his shoulder to cast him aside, a shared "flashback" struck them both—a vision of a cave where they had mixed their blood in a sacred vow. For a second, Rina's silver eyes dimmed with pain, but she fought it, screaming that it was a trick of magic.
The Black Hand: Suddenly, the ground split beneath the shattered amulet. A skeletal hand made of black smoke emerged, clawing the golden shards and dragging them into the underworld to be forged into a weapon against them. Rina watched with indifference. "Let them take it," she whispered. "It is worthless."
Written by: Dlin_myth