Reborn- His Scarlett Moon

As the ashes on the floor began to rearrange themselves, Ryan, Beck, and Josh watched in awe and disbelief. The letters formed a font that seemed to glow with an otherworldly light, as if imbued with ancient magic.

The letters were sharp and angular, with intricate curves and loops that seemed to flow like a river of silver. Each character was etched in a delicate script, with lines so thin they were almost imperceptible. The font seemed to be alive, pulsing with an energy that emanated from the very heart of the script.

Beck gasped, “What language is this? I’ve never seen anything like it before.”

Ryan was equally amazed. “It’s definitely not any language I’ve ever encountered. It looks like it’s from another dimension or something.”

Josh, the most skeptical of the three, spoke up. “Are you sure it’s not just some kind of trick? Maybe it’s just a bunch of random symbols that look like a language.”

But as they watched, the font continued to transform, with the letters coalescing into words and sentences that began to make sense. The characters seemed to writhe and twist, as if alive, and the language flowed like a river of light.

Ryan exclaimed, “It’s incredible! It’s like the font is alive! ”

“It’s magical!” Josh yelled.

” Or may be cursed, ” Ryan added.

Beck nodded in agreement. “It’s definitely mysterious . Where did the ashes come from in the first place? And the fire? I wonder what it’s trying to tell us.”

As they continued to watch, the font continued to writhe and twist, the language becoming more and more clear. Finally, the characters arranged themselves into a sentence that left the  three of them stunned.

It said,

“Your heart beats with a fiery passion, a flame that threatens to consume you.

Take heed, for the path you tread is one of danger and peril. Be wary of the allure of forbidden desire, for the consequences of your actions may be more than you can bear.”

Ryan instantly knew the warning was directed at him.

Whoever was behind it, knew how deeply he was starting to feel for Sherry, the human girl who resembled Sherizad in almost all her forms.

Beck and Josh exchanged a worried glance. What did this mysterious font mean, and what did the warning signify for their future, apparently they did not answer.

But it did not take Ryan long to understand that whoever was behind everything was strongly opposed to his proximity with Sherry. And he aptly noticed that everything started after his chance encounter with her.

Now he understood clearly that stealing Sherry’s stuff was a warning. A warning to let Ryan know that if he got closer to her, they would harm her.

Everything that followed after that , fell perfectly in place after that.

Their tracking Chong was a warning too. To let Ryan know that they even knew his best human friend’s every move. The bulldozer was another testament that they were watching him and Sherry together even at Chong’s garage .

It meant they had a way of keeping a look over them, especially Sherry which was highly suspicious in itself.

She was a nobody.

A human with no one after her.

Why were some organized  supernatural beings so interested and vigilant over her.

This was dangerous.

” Go back home! ”

Ryan ordered his men.

They looked at him in confusion.

Their Alpha was asking them to retreat after such a severe warning instead of investigating. Which was very abnormal for Ryan’s temperaments.

” Stay at home till I return and keep your eyes open. Call me if you find anything suspicious! ”

After the boys left, Ryan took his phone out and dialed Rose’s number.

” Yeah, it’s me! Where are you at the moment? ”

” I’m at the club, ” Rose answered on the other side of the line.

” Can you come over? I need to talk to you about something. ”

Ryan insisted.

” Sure, why not. Umm, do you want me to meet you right now or you can wait till the end of my shift? ”

She asked. Her heart was beating a little as Ryan called her in the middle of the night.

” No, no! I can’t wait. I need to meet you right now. It’s kind of important. I am coming to pick you up from the club. Get yourself excused from the manager right now and come over. I need to discuss a new mission with you. ”

Ryan got inside his car as he walked.

Rose could hear the roar of his engine as he hung up.

” I wonder what’s up with him this time? It definitely isn’t about any mission. He is coming to pick me up personally, so it definitely means that we will not have another company. It’s not our normal mission. ”

Rose confirmed to herself as she tied her hair up in a bun, looking at the glass wall.

After excusing herself from the manager, she got rid of the sleeve that was holding her crop top up. She made the dress into a off shoulder one and prominently enhanced and highlighted the border of her cleavage.

She reapplied her peach lipstick and folded up her miniskirt to the length that it barely covered her butt.

She went to take the elevator but it had already gone up. She didn’t want to keep Ryan waiting so she decided to hurry down the stairs.

Her curvy body jiggled as she hopped, skipping one step at a time, and sometimes skipping as she did.

She even hopped down the road and giggled.

She hadn’t felt that thrill in a while. The simple joy of running and hopping like a little girl. She had long forgotten what innocence felt like. She had long forgotten her heart, herself.

The way her heart was filling up from taking all those steps, surprised even her consciousness. Or was it the steps only? Or was it the destination?

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