Arc of the Souls Chapter 71: Arc 2, Chapter 48 - That Day

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[ Part Finale of the Royalty & Loyalty Series ] { 5 minutes and 11 seconds before the assassination attempt of Second-Leader Asheera Eria } ... “You weren't the one who burned the village down, were you? We hid in a house together because the Mobilizers were coming. I have the feeling we were looking for the same thing back there, didn't we? An escape in life. I wanted to escape with you, but you left me in the house to talk to the Mobilizers. Trying to persuade them that I wasn't here.” “...” “You tried to sacrifice your well-being for me... while someone found me. He was pretending that he was scared of being executed and set the house where I was hiding on fire in hopes of killing me but that fire spread to all houses. My mother... my brother... They all died in that fire, thinking you helped initiate it. I resented you for it. I hate that I did.” “...” “I thought you doomed us all so the blame could be placed on you... but I lost everything because someone else was an idiot... That's why I fought you, but I wasn't strong enough. So you won and left me to die while you escaped. We were never meant to be together.” Asheera spoke to the stranger. Her best friend. “... I hate you so much, Ashe. I hate myself for not killing you when I had the chance. You brought Mobilizers to us like moths to a flame. I thought I could save you but your existence... it infuriates me. Your existence ruined everything.” “That's why you want to kill me, right?” “...” “You're here for Sachiel because he’s been keeping me alive... but in reality, you just want to kill me. You don’t care about him.” “...” “Karsel, that traitor... burned our hometown and lied about you being a Mobilizer... because they could’ve used me to eliminate you, a threat. But you were stronger, so killing me would've been easier on you. You thought I’d be running away from everything when it all failed but instead I did the opposite you wanted. The funny thing is... You taught me that I shouldn't live my life in hate, in despair. That I should be a better person... But you couldn't practice what you preached, could you? I couldn’t practice what you preached.” “...” “He... gave me a second chance... Serith... He gave me purpose. He gave me purpose that you never gave me! This town was all about you while I grieved for my own losses because I can't see or feel!” “Nothing you say or think can twist me, Roselka. I won't hate you.” Asheera said, smiling. “I... hate you.” “I love you.” “I HATE YOU, ASHE!” Roselka shouted. The silence grew. “It's okay. If anything, I hate myself. I've never done anything right in my life. I don't deserve to live. You know that too, right?” Asheera smiled with her eyes closed. It was like she came to terms with her own death. “I'm so pathetic that I can't kill myself. So I want you to do it for me. Fulfill my last wish. Kill me.” Roselka's eyes widened in shock, even if she couldn't see. The trembling got worse. She couldn't do it. Her best friend, Asheera Eria... The 'princess' that took her place in the Royal Family was asking to die by her hands. “You are pathetic, Ashe. Asking your enemy... and your friend to kill you is truly pathetic.” She spoke out loud. Her face softened. She still can't get a grip on how much she loved Ashe, but also how much she hated her. Love. Hate. Love. Hate. “Is it a bad thing to be a broken piece, like the rot you hear out of an old CD?” Asheera looked away, looking into the sky. The gentle breeze made Ashe's pink hair fly like the last remaining hope for Roselka. “You can answer that for me... I know the answer either way.” Roselka didn't have a chance to respond before Asheera spoke again, her voice now so quiet Roselka had to strain to hear it. “It's such a nice day to die.” The finality in Ashe's voice was enough for Roselka to follow through. But even Roselka was holding back her tears. “...I hate you.” “I hate you so much.” This was what truly happened. = = = [ Nymeria Town, 2187 ] "Ashe!? Ashe, where the hell a