Fallen Chronicles

"Master...?"

When the real Nova logged on, the first to notice was Renji. From the indifferent eyes of the Nova, several emotions suddenly emerged.

There was the relief of seeing Renji safe, the joy of being able to come to Renji's side again, and much of it was worry and nervousness about the black history in her dream.

And these aspects of her daughter were all silently observed by Noya, who was secretly watching her daughter from another angle.

Renji opened his mouth, wanting to say something to Nova, but in his sight, Noya's blurry phantom shook her head at Renji, stopping him.

Noya seemed not to want Nova to discover her presence, because she could imagine her daughter's reaction.

In her last moments, Noya preferred to observe her daughter more, not a daughter grieving and suffering for her but a dazzling, strong, and beautiful daughter.

So, she silently watched from behind.

In the next change of the dream, the boss of the Evil Dragon's Dream, and one of the world's five great Tainted Miasma Master, the "Evil Dragon," appeared.

Nova, standing beside Renji, naturally shifted her attention to focus on the Empress of the arena, a dark version of herself sitting on a throne of blood and skulls, surrounded by the corpses of numerous gladiators.

Like with her black history, Nova was somewhat prepared for this, having discussed it with Suthia.

She knew that within Dream Zero, Renji was facing the evil shadows of their past.

"Gladiators, have you also come to seek revenge against me?"

The Evil Dragon on the throne uttered the same line as before, but this time, Renji didn't have to flee. The real Nova by his side stepped forward, summoning a flaming longsword from her booba.

Facing such a "black history" version of herself, Nova's choice was like Suthia's; instead of entangling in a prolonged fight, she used her strongest ability right from the start.

Nobody wants to display their dark past in front of their loved ones.

The Calamity Rank's flawless strike, the sky-reaching flames seemed to pierce the heavens.

The entire world seemed to become the backdrop for her. at the moment Nova drew her sword, with towering flames under this strike, causing all things to burn continuously.

The Evil Dragon, which even Suthia had to struggle against, was instantly vanquished by Nova with a single strike. Under the blade's fiery edge, the phantom was torn into nothingness.

With the destruction of the Evil Dragon, the Evil Dragon's Dream naturally began to collapse, and the pervasive Miasma pollution in the entire area started to recede rapidly, being purified.

The "Gulase Base," serving as the carrier for the Evil Dragon's Dream, also began to disappear swiftly, and naturally, all phantoms within it ceased to exist, including Noya.

It was only then that Nova seemed to finally realize something.

She turned around quickly, looking anxiously around until she spotted the familiar figure that had been silently observing her from the shadows. At that moment, Nova was completely shocked, standing still, her purple dragon eyes showing intense turmoil.

And at this moment, Noya finally made eye contact with Nova, gazing at her daughter from five hundred years in the future.

Nova slightly raised a hand towards her mother's phantom but quickly lowered it.

How much she had wished to see her mother again, with countless things to say. But when the moment came, Nova found herself speechless, as if something was blocking her throat, unable to utter a word.

Although Noya didn't speak, in Noya's eyes, Nova read the pride her mother had for her.

It was the pride in seeing her little girl who once couldn't even be alone in the arena, always clinging to her mother, now grown into one of the world's top powerhouses, even the savior who could save the world.

Seeing her mother's gaze, a seal within Nova's heart seemed to be knocked open, and the suppressed emotions could no longer be held back.

Nova's eyes misted over, and the shimmering tears reflected from the corners of her eyes.

"Mama..."

Nova couldn't remember the last time she cried, even forgetting what crying felt like, so when tears slid down her cheeks, she stared blankly at Noya's phantom, somewhat at a loss as she called out.

As for Noya, about to dissipate along with the dream, she simply wiped the tears from her daughter's cheeks with her hand. After all, she wasn't the real Noya but just a simulation, perhaps with a slight 'consciousness' of Noya.

That was all she could do.

In the last moments of dissipating, Noya reluctantly shifted her gaze away from Nova, finally resting it on the young man who had been guarding Nova's side, unknowingly holding hands with her, becoming the pillar of strength that kept Nova from falling.

Noya's final gesture towards Renji was a slight movement of her lips, showing a tender smile that a mother-in-law should have.

Although Noya couldn't make a sound, those two words, "Thank you," didn't need to be spoken aloud for Renji to understand.

Noya's phantom completely vanished, The mother's final face was one of joy and happiness,

After all, her wish was fulfilled; she saw her daughter, a strong and independent daughter, and also one who...

Had someone to take care of her.

Nova stared at the spot where Noya's figure had disappeared, unable to move for a long time.

Renji couldn't fully grasp the complexity of Nova's feelings at the moment. All he could do was continue to hold her hand firmly, telling Nova he was still by her side.contemporary romance

Nova gripped Renji's hand even tighter, like a little girl afraid of getting lost.

After all, she had lost her loved one once. No… twice.

The first time, she lost her mother; the second time, she lost her master.

Fortunately,

She couldn't find her mother again, but she found her master.

"It's okay, Nova, this time we... won't be separated again." Renji, held tightly by Nova, whispered gently in her ear.

"After all, I've already promised Aunt Noya."

"For the rest of my life, that mischievous, clingy little dragon girl from the arena, will be taken care of by me"

At the end, Renji embraced Nova tightly in his arms.

Whether it was the strongest Vanguard charging into battle 500 years ago or the Empress of the Dragon Nation, supreme above all others 500 years later, neither was the Nova of now.

The current Nova was just a little girl, burying herself in Renji's chest, crying loudly while her tears soaking Renji's clothes.

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