Chapter 161: The Ignition of the Revenge Storm and the Shattering of the Shadows' Pride
The purple mist could no longer withstand that white and golden light radiating like a new sun in the center of the courtyard. Rina, now cradling Diari's mangled body in her arms, her eyes had become two founts of white light that burned all of the grandmother's magic within the air. The scream Rina let out was not merely an ordinary sound; it was a devastating wave that shook the throne of the grandmother's shadows. The grandmother, standing on the high balcony, felt fear for the first time in her history—a fear that circulated through her veins like toxic ice. She saw how that "soulless doll" she had created had now transformed into an avenging angel for whom the entire universe stood at command.
Rina looked at the wounds on Diari's chest, gazing at the places she herself had torn with her own purple blade. Diari's golden blood, now glowing because of the light, stood as a testament to that unconditional love that did not break even under the grip of torture. Rina, with her trembling hands from which a green and white light now emerged, held Diari's wounds. That legendary power Diari had left for her wailed like a storm within Rina's veins. Rina spoke with a cracked yet majestic voice: "Diari... your pain has ended. Now is the time for that darkness which sought to choke us to drown in its own blood."
Diari, though he saw the edges of death, smiled at Rina. That smile was full of victory—the victory of the soul over magic, the victory of love over hatred. Suddenly, the crystal floor of the courtyard began a violent vibration. All those purple chains that had previously bound Diari shattered like broken glass. Rina stood up while Diari was in her embrace, and with a single gesture of her hand, she created a whirlwind of white light that turned all the black rain into a rain of stars.
The grandmother, seeing this, screamed in madness: "No! This is impossible! I am the King of Shadows! I will not let two 'mindless' humans destroy my world!" The grandmother tried to gather all her past magics—those magics with which she had suffocated humanity for thousands of years—but none of them worked. Every time she cast a shadow, Rina's light turned it into smoke and it vanished. Rina ascended slowly and with heavy steps toward the balcony. She turned the air into a stairway of light and walked upon it.
Rina reached the front of the grandmother. The grandmother, whose face now looked like a decayed shovel, wanted to flee into the depths of the palace, but Rina closed all exits with a steely light. Rina fixed her eyes into the grandmother's red eyes and said: "Did you think my ugliness lay in this face? No... true ugliness is in that black heart of yours that made our entire lives a hell. Today, all the pain Diari suffered, all the tears I shed in unconsciousness, will become daggers and tear your heart."
Rina raised her right hand and cast the first magic of revenge: "The Mirror of Truth." This magic caused the grandmother to feel all the pains she had inflicted upon Diari in a single second within her own body. The grandmother began a heart-wrenching scream; she felt the chains cutting her flesh, she felt the blade tearing her chest, as if all the tortures she herself had invented had now become a legacy for her decayed body. The grandmother's black blood poured like tar onto the balcony, but Rina showed no mercy.
At that moment, Diari, whose body was being healed within the green light, stood beside Rina. He looked at the grandmother, but his eyes were not full of hatred; rather, they were full of pity for a creature who had never tasted the flavor of love. Diari said: "You tried to break us, but you only did one thing; you made us become one. Now, this house and this courtyard are no longer the arena of your magic." Diari placed his hand on Rina's shoulder, and together they gathered a force called "The Explosion of Love."
This power caused all the shadows within the palace, all those imprisoned souls the grandmother had enslaved for many years, to be freed. The shadows emerged from the grandmother's heart like white birds and flew toward the sky. The grandmother was shrinking, her body falling away like a piece of old cloth after all her magical power was stripped from her. She screamed: "No! I don't want to die! I am King!" But her voice was only like the hiss of a weak snake within the sea of light.
Rina raised her own purple blade—the blade the grandmother had given her to kill Diari with. Rina placed the blade under the grandmother's throat and said: "This is the poison you planted yourself; now it is time to taste it yourself." But Rina did not plunge the blade; instead, she crushed the blade in her hand and turned it into ash. She said: "To kill you with this weapon is an insult to the pains we endured. You shall remain with your own loneliness and hatred until you become dust within the ruins of this palace."
Suddenly, the entire palace began to collapse. Those crystal walls built with black magic were becoming dust. The grandmother, seeing all her glory and power perish, began a mad crying, but her tears were black and burned her face. Diari and Rina, in the midst of all that destruction, held each other's hands and created a protective light around themselves. They looked at one another, as if the world had been reduced to only those two people.
The grandmother tried her final magic, the magic of "Heart Explosion." She wanted to blow herself up so that the entire courtyard, Diari, and Rina would go toward death with her. But Rina, with the new power she possessed, stopped time for a second. She looked at the grandmother and said: "You can no longer destroy anything." Rina sent a white light toward the grandmother's heart and extinguished all that toxic energy. The grandmother was now only a powerless corpse lying in the corner of the balcony, her eyes plunged into darkness with no movement left in them.
The courtyard, which was previously an arena of war and blood, was now becoming a place full of a sacred silence. The fiery rain stopped, and in its place, a white and delicate mist covered the courtyard. Diari, whose wounds were now completely healed by Rina's love, pulled Rina toward himself and placed her head on his chest. He felt Rina's heartbeat—that heart the grandmother wanted to silence, but which now beat stronger than before.
Rina looked at her hands—those hands that had Diari's blood on them. Diari took Rina's hands and kissed them. He said: "This blood is not a sign of pain; it is a sign that we crossed all trials together. Do not cry, Rina, because now the world is ours." Rina smiled—a smile that washed away all the ugliness the grandmother spoke of. Rina's true beauty now shone, not only in her face but in that steely soul that managed to defeat the darkness.
The grandmother, at the brink of death, cast her final gaze upon the two lovers. She saw how their light was filling the entire universe. She understood that all her magics, all her shadows, and all the hatred she had nurtured for many years were nothing in the face of Diari's simple affection. The grandmother closed her eyes and her body became a black ash and vanished into the air, as if she had never existed.
The palace completely collapsed, but the crystal courtyard remained because that place had become the temple of their love. Diari and Rina stood in the middle of that destruction while white and golden light swirled around them. They knew this was only the beginning—a new beginning in which magic and shadows no longer rule, but only that promise they had given each other in wounds and blood. The silence was now full of hope, and the sky, which was previously black and dark, now shone with the light of the moon and stars, as if the universe itself was celebrating their victory.
Written by: Dlin_myth