"Let's Break up. "

"It is a prank right? Peter, It is my birthday. Stop joking around. You are supposed to say happy birthday not these craps! ", said Aishwarya with a half broken voice.

Peter let out a deep breath and said, " See, I can not be in a relationship with you anymore. I am going to marry Tina next month. You are beautiful but not rich as Tina. After marrying her I will lead a luxurious life. "

Aishwarya could not beleive his words. Tears started rolling down her eyes. She grabbed his hand and with a stuttering voice said, "Peter, we are in love since twelve years. How can you leave me just like that? Tell me this is a lie. I love you Peter. "

Peter started fondling her hair with her hands. His eyes moved as he was checking her from top to bottom. He leaned at her and whispered, "If you want, then I can make you my mistress. "

Without thinking for a second Aishwarya slapped him on his face and moved out from that place.

As it started raining, glimpses of her old memories with him started coming in front of her eyes. With the rain , her tears started becoming indistinguishable. As if nature was helping her to hide her despair from the outer world. She was so engrossed in her thoughts that she did not see when the red light turn into green. A car crashed into her from the back. It was too late for her take any actions.

"Is this how I will die?", she mumbled. Her vision started becoming blurry and finally black.

" Huh, where the am I? " . As she opened her eyes she saw an womanly figure with a lot of light spreading from her body.

With a confused tone she asked, "Is it heaven? Are you a God? "

"Yes, my child. I am Cybele. I want to give you another chance to live. But this time you have to live for yourself. And I will give you the power of healing. Remember to use it for fair purposes. The day you will misuse your power, I will take back my blessing and as a punishment you will loose your vision. "

Before Aishwarya could utter something she collasped.

She could faintly hear people speaking. As she opened her eyes she was astonished. She saw a blonde lady and a man with silver hair. These types of apperance were foreign in her native land, India.

As she tried to get up, she found that she has turned into an infant.

"So, this is my new life. This time I would not fall for any scumbag and.. ". Before she could finish mumbling in her mind , her brother who also have blonde hair carried her in his arms.

" Oh, my little sister. Brothers loves you the most. I will always protect you my angel. " ,said he.

As the days went by she discovers that this place is known as Alasthia. Here hierarchy system works.

The highest of the five rankings is that of the duke/duchess followed by marquess/marchioness, earl/countess, viscount/viscountess. Her name in this life is Elina Axon. She is now the daughter of the count Anthony Axon, and the countess Isabela Axon. His brother, Zerenois is fond of swordmanship and is overprotective to her.

She is now six years old. With her long silver hair, pale complexion, rosy lips and eyes that resembeles deer, she was made to stand out due to her beauty.

"I have to do something. I do not want anyone to approach me because of my apperance in this life too. " said Elina.

She rushed towards the Count and Countess and said, "Mom, Dad, from today onwards I want to wear veil."

To be continued~

In the north of Alasthia there was the dukedom of Lancaster. After the duke's demise, the duchess Olivia lived there with her stepson, Jehan Lancaster.

From outside it was like a loving family of two. Infront of others she was a perfect mother who lavishly spoiled her stepson and loved him like her own son. But the reality was something else.

" Ahhh, this smell of blood. You can not imagine how much pleasure I get just by smelling your filthy blood. ", said Olivia. She slowly licked her wrist which was damp with blood. She grabbed Jehan's hair and said," Oh my, you look so pretty when you cry! How adorable. "

Jehan couldn't utter a single word. He just pursed his lips and chanted the verses of God in the hope that the night which was no better than a nightmare, passes away quickly.

Olivia was forced to marry the duke when her parents discovered that she was in love with a mere commoner. After the demise of the duke, she caught strange habits. After every few days she used to drag Jehan to the inner dungeon of the castle. At first she used to give only a small beatings but as the time went by her torture's method became more and more inhumanly. Sometimes she used to whip him till blood oozes out from his body while the other times she used to prick him with needles.

Even the castle's maids used to shiver at those sights but no one dared to utter a single word of revolt.

The boy whose beaming smile can cure a withering rose turned into a person of cold personality just like a stone. He was loosing his will to live. Olivia did each and everything to secure that he can not ask help from outsiders. All that was left for him was to hope in God.

It was the year 288 . It was Jehan's ninth birthday. He was happy by thinking that atleast that day he would be relieved of getting any beating. He thought that she will spare him on his birthday. But alas! He did not know that the memories of his eleventh birthday will haunt him even in his dreams.

Jehan was sitting on his chair while suddenly he sensed that someone is stroking his head. He turned back immediately.

" Oh.. umm.. mother, w.. what are you doing here? Do you n.. need something. " He stammered as he spoke. It was natural, after all these days of torture.

" My dear child. Can I not come here to meet you? . "

Jehan quickly rose from his chair and said, " Y.. yes of course."

"I am here to wish you on your birthday. I have prepared something for you come with me. "

After telling this she started dragging him towards the dungeon. The more he was going towards the dungeon the more he wa panicking inside his heart. 'Again? Can I not spend a single day with relief'. Tears started rolling down his cheeks without his realisation.

After they reached the dungeon, Jehan saw a lamp and a stick. Olivia took the lamp and lighted the stick. He got goosebumps down to his toes.

She started walking towards him, " Let me give you a mark of love . A mark which will show, how much love is present in my heart for you. "

Jehan started trembling. The more he stepped backwards the closer she was coming. The sight of fire maddened him. His heart was throbbing like a bell out of fear.

"Don't be afraid. Come to mumma. "

Jehan knew that if he does not revolt this time, next time who knows what will happen to him. Olivia forcefully tried to burn him. Jehan struggled. He struggled for his life. He pushed her with all his might. Olivia fell down and in that struggle the fire gets caught in her dress. Jehan also got some burns on his face but he did not had any time to react on his wounds. He quickly locked the door of the dungeon.

" You unfilial son, open the door or I will k*ll you when I come out. " Olivia shouted repeatedly. Jehan collapsed on the floor. He started weeping. He knew that he was doing something horrible. A sin which is unforgivable. But he had nothing to do. He just cried sitting outside the door.

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The maids did not help her. They knew her wrongdoings. From the very beginning they wanted to help their young mastar but they had no choice. They were relieved that finally they can bid farewell to the evil mistress.

" Young mastar, let me carry you to your room and treat your wounds.", said the maid.

Jehan was trembling out of fear.

"Do not be afraid. We are on your side. We won't help her. Let her di* there. "

After telling this, she carried him to his room and treated his wounds. After making him sleep, the maids and the head buttler had a meeting. They decided to let her die there. They burnt her room. After that day the butler sent letter to Olivia's parents that she died while catching fire in her room. When Olivia's parents came to see Jehan and ask him what happened that day he repeated the same thing which the head buttler taught him.

Years went by. Jehan is thirteen years old now. After all these years he could not forget the sight of that day. The screaming of her dead mother still haunts him. The burnt mark on his face makes him recall the sin he performed years ago.

It was the month of autumn. He went to the capital as he was summoned to the palace, where his uncle, the current emperor resides. After meeting him he decided to visit the lake which is famous with the name " Lake of desires". It is said that if someone throws a coin in it and prays, his or her wish comes true.

Jehan did not believe in superstitions but he wanted to try it. If it could change his rotten fate he can perform anything. He threw a gold coin and prayed, ' I wish that I can recieve a ray of hope to live this undesirable life. ' As he was wishing in his mind someone shouted at him.

" Hey boy! Even if you throw a thousand gold coins, your burnt face will not change . " ,said a boy.

Even though he was humiliated, he did not utter a single word. What could he say? He was always rediculed due to his burnt mark.

Just when he was going to turn back to return someone hold his hand.

" How mean of you! How can you say something to a person. You should never judge someone on his appearance. "

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Jehan stared at her. He could not see the face because of the long veil she was wearing. The person was no other than Elina.

Elina leaned at him and whispered, " Meet me at the temple of Cybella tomorrow at eleven in the morning."

"But your name?", said Jehan, as he saw her running back.

" You will know after you come. " After telling this she ran back to her carriage.

Jehan with a little smile on his face mumbled, " The lake of desires, I see. "

To be continued ~

To live without any aim is as same as being dead. Even after having tremendous wealth the loneliness that was encrypted in Jehan's heart was slowly eating away his soul. When the lady with the veil rebuked at the person who passed bad comment against him, it was the first time someone stood for him. He did not know her name or background.

He wanted to befriend him. 'Even if she has any ulterior reason, I want to meet her.' He could not sleep all night thinking about the lady with the veil and the burning memories of his childhood

Meanwhile at Elina's residence -

'Holy Sh*t. I have told him that I will meet him tomorrow, but what am I going to do If he discovers my identity and my power.' Elina started panicking but still could not convince herself not to meet him. She knew that if her power is discovered, her life will be at stake. People related to political powers will trey to use her like a lab rat. 'But still, how can I leave a person to suffer? It is against my morality.' After some deep thought she came to an idea. 'He does not know my appearance or background. All I have to do is stop wearing veil after treating him.'

The next day when Lehan arrived at Cybella's temple he saw her sitting at the front bench.

"My lady, were you waiting for a long time? "

Elina turned back and gave a smile. " Ah, so you have came. No need to worry, I just came a little ago. Now follow me to the inner room."

Jehan did not know where he going. He wanted to believe in God one more time.

After they reached the inner room Elina closed the door so that no one could see her while treating him.

"You may not know me but believe me, I have healing powers. I can cure your burn mark of your face. But you have to promise me that would not ask my name or try to find me. "

Lehan nodded like a obedient child. He was clueless. He never heard that someone can have healing powers. 'Let me see what she can do. '

She mad him sit on the chair and closed her eyes and started enchanting the named of Goddess Cybella. She started stroking his scar with her bare hands. Her fingers started giving him a warmth which he never felt in his life. He wanted to get immersed in that feeling and never come out. He never knew that a slender pale hand can give such a feeling of warmth.

As he tried to touch the fingers that was moving like a painter's brush on a canvas, she spoke, " Sir, I have cured your scar. But if you go like this outside people will question you. For yours and my safety I am going to bandage you. Do not open the bandage before one month. And if someone asks you about your scar, you can just tell them that you met a medical sage who cured you. And after curing you he went back to mountains. "

Jehan moved his fingers on his face. He was astonished. The scar was really vanished.

" But lady if you do not tell me your name then how am I going to repay you? "

Elina berged in and said, "You do not need to repay me."

"I am Duke Jehan Lancaster. If you face any type of trouble or need any help you can ask me for help. "

"Ok. I am going away first.

Elina then opened the door and hurriedly went away.

Years went by but he could not forget that warmth that he felt in her fingers. He bacame the best swordsman. People started calling him beast due to his performance in the battle that held between Alasthia and Norengard. He still could not forget the memories of Olivia. He was dying inside. People used to tremble infront of him due to his cold personality.

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At the mean time Elina learnt swordmanship for self protection. In her previous life she was black belt in Karate and Kungfu so weilding a sword was not very difficult for her. She also started going to orphanages on a regular manner.

And like this eight years went by.

To be continued~