The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Many years had flown by since Morgana’s last visit to Lucius’s resting place. Though hundreds of years had lapsed, she could still discern the spot where Lucius’s grave had been.

Despite her having obliterated the tombstone and even the graves themselves having been consumed by the relentless passage of time, she had an uncanny knack for locating Lucius’s burial site.

Though she knew his body wasn’t entombed here, Morgana still regarded this place as the closest connection to her older brother.

At that moment, her heart brimmed with sorrow, remorse and a touch of bitterness. Her emotions surged and like an unbidden tide, the events of that fateful year flooded her thoughts.

Initially, Morgana’s rush of affection and impulsive feelings for Lucius, followed by his abrupt disappearance from her view, had led her to believe that he must have been dispatched to Maria with the ring bestowed by their mentor. Thus, she had hastily departed the mountains and embarked on a journey in search of him.

Yet the road from the Mountains was perilous and far-flung and Morgana was still a prime fugitive hunted by the rebel court.

Undaunted, she undertook great trials to reach Diannan, only to find Lucius’s body already missing, consigned to the earth. It was then she learned the grim truth, her older brother, whose cultivation outshone her own, had met his demise by her own hand.

end Lucius’s life. Her aim was to seize the Eternal Green Pill that their Master had left in Lucius’s care,

prowess, even a stab to his heart

by harnessing his spiritual essence. His

a truth she struggled to fathom. Only through persistent questioning did the reality settle

how she lamented, the dead could not be reclaimed. So resentment seeped in, a belief that Lucius had chosen death over her love, a love

Her absence wasn’t because she’d moved on from

and I, a mere twelve or thirteen, yet at that sight,

I’d stand with you for a lifetime. Wherever you ventured, I’d be there; whatever your venture, I’d share

your elder sister founded the Warriors Den, I was the third member of the Warriors Den Association. Though you and your sister rejected my inclusion, I remained steadfast, declaring intent to stand alongside you both. I cited patriotism as my motivation, but

be near you, my cherished one. If you declared this realm for the emperor, I’d march sword in hand against the rebels until the last, if you chose peace in any realm, I’d cast aside my blade

your heart, but I

sought mine, but only yours held it. From that first gaze to my final strike, all I gave was for you.