Tassa and Nia'le took a leap of faith, plunging off the cliff into the unknown depths below. Just before they landed, Tassa swiftly cast a protection spell, forming a large circle that enveloped them, becoming their shield against the dangers that awaited. The military's bullets were no match for their newfound barrier, as they harmlessly dissipated upon contact with the water. Nia'le watched Tassa in awe, marveling at her ability to keep them safe. However, a sense of helplessness washed over him as he realized he couldn't do anything to protect her or prevent their current predicament.
As the hours passed since their escape, Tassa's strength began to wane, the strain of maintaining the spell taking its toll. The shield they relied on started to develop a small breach, allowing water to seep in. Nia'le noticed the weakening shield but chose not to burden Tassa further with the knowledge. He understood that she was reaching her limits and didn't want to impose on her any further. Yet, as he looked at Tassa, he saw a single tear escape her eye. Concerned, Nia'le gently asked what was troubling her, attempting to offer comfort and reassurance.
Tassa's voice trembled as she spoke, her grip on the shield remaining steadfast. "I may be blind, but I know my own strength, Nia'le. I can feel myself growing weaker, and this shield is faltering. I can't hold on any longer. Soon, it will vanish, and we will die. I don't know where they will take us, but I fear we will be separated and meet our end. I'm sorry, Nia'le. I'm sorry for being weak. I did my best, but my best wasn't enough."
Nia'le's heart ached for Tassa, and he quickly reassured her, "It's not your fault, Tassa. Please don't blame yourself. You are the most significant person I have ever met in my entire life. It is I who has been frivolous, and I am deeply sorry."
Tassa knew she couldn't hold on any longer. Exhaustion consumed her, causing the shield to dissolve further. Tearfully, she embraced Nia'le, whispering, "You are not frivolous, Nia'le. I want you to prove it to me. Find me, Nia'le. Please find me."
Nia'le pressed a tender kiss to Tassa's forehead, vowing, "I will search the world over to find you. I will never stop until I see your beautiful, wonderful face again." In that moment, Tassa realized the depth of Nia'le's feelings. It was a realization that struck her with profound emotion, as she finally understood that Nia'le had been describing her when he spoke of a beautiful and wonderful face. Overwhelmed, she cried tears of joy, expressing how important Nia'le had become in her life.
Nia'le chuckled softly, suggesting, "Let's keep that as our secret, and pretend that you've loved me ever since." Tassa smiled, their hearts intertwined as they embraced one another, relinquishing their fading shield. However, a colossal wave crashed upon them, forcibly separating the three of them.
"This may be the end, but I am grateful for everything, Nia'le," Tassa whispered, her voice filled with profound gratitude. "Thank you for helping me escape the loneliness of the 'Infinite Night.' Thank you for showing me strength. Thank you for making me Céline's mother. Thank you for setting me free. Thank you for everything, Nia'le. I truly hope to see you again." Tassa's heartfelt message of gratitude to Nia'le echoed in the tumultuous.
Ayamani became busy as Lucille, a demon, talked to him. But the minute the discussion was over, he immediately looked for Tassa and the others and saw their spirits shining in the vastness of the sea. As Ayamani, his true angelic form, protected them from the immense waves, his power shielded Tassa from the clutches of the water, saving her from drowning. However, despite his efforts, he couldn't locate Nia'le and Céline amidst the chaos. Nia'le had been pulled beneath the surface, his fate uncertain after a collision with a massive rock. An unknown being, observing the situation, approached Ayamani and urged him to prioritize Tassa's safety, offering to take care of Nia'le. The unknown being smiled at Ayamani and said, "Because of everything you do, I'll do a favor for her and for you."
Ayamani wasted no time, whisking Tassa away to his grand mansion, where he tended to her with unwavering care. Utilizing his magical abilities, he healed her injuries, channeling his power to restore her strength. When Tassa regained consciousness, confusion clouded her mind, and she questioned their surroundings and the events that had transpired. Ayamani, his voice filled with compassion, explained that they had been engulfed by the relentless waves, along with Céline and Nia'le. Tassa's confusion deepened as she asked Ayamani about the identities of Céline and Nia'le. Perplexed by her lack of recollection, Ayamani's thoughts turned to the enigmatic man who had promised a favor for both of them. In search of answers, Ayamani delved into Tassa's memories, uncovering the presence of a powerful "Mind Lock Control spell." This spell had locked away all of Tassa's memories of Nia'le and Céline, leaving her unable to remember them. The revelation sparked a torrent of questions in Ayamani's mind.
"Why would someone choose to lock her memories of them? And what does the stranger's promise of a favor for her and for me truly mean?" Ayamani pondered, the enigma surrounding the situation deepening.
Ayamani attempted to break the hold of the "Mind Lock Control spell," desperate to restore Tassa's memories. However, he soon realized that this formidable enchantment could only be undone by an Aginer, an angel bestowed with the power of time. Aginers were tasked with averting potential disasters and safeguarding humanity from the perils that lay ahead. Ayamani came to understand that the enigmatic stranger, foreseeing the potential consequences, had intervened to shield Tassa from an uncertain fate. Perhaps, if Tassa retained her memories of Nia'le and Céline, she would be driven to the brink of despair once more. It was a bittersweet realization, knowing that the spell was meant to shield her from potential harm, even if it meant sacrificing her memories.
In the quiet embrace of Ayamani, also known as Calguas, Tassa found solace and protection from the looming threat of Ixartxist. Under Ayamani's watchful care, she not only found refuge but also became a pupil of the mystical arts, learning the intricacies of a concealing spell that would shield her from the relentless pursuit of Ixartxist.
Time unfolded gently, as Ayamani tended to Tassa for a span of three to four weeks, shielding her not only from the prying eyes of authorities but also from the relentless determination of Ixartxist. The shadow of impending danger hung in the air, and Ayamani, driven by an unknown motive, hesitated to release Tassa into the world. She, a 20-year-old woman with a past entwined with Ixartxist, stood on the precipice of an unwanted union.
Ixartxist, fueled by an obsession that rivaled the intensity of his pursuit, was now poised to claim Tassa as his own. The impending marriage, a binding contract that not even the heavens could sever, seemed inevitable. Tassa, however, blissfully unaware of the depth of Ixartxist's affections, had long suppressed her childhood feelings for him, believing that they were unrequited.
Little did she know that Ixartxist was the architect of his own yearning, consumed by an obsession that surpassed her understanding. His relentless search for Tassa sent ripples through the fabric of their shared destiny, threatening to unravel the delicate balance Ayamani sought to maintain.
As Tassa grappled with her forgotten memories of Nia'le and the intricate dance of emotions that lingered from her childhood, the stage was set for a confrontation between Ayamani, driven by an unknown motive, and Ixartxist, fueled by an unbridled passion.