Hero of Darkness-Novel

As soon as Eleanor took her final breath and the light in her eyes disappeared… Aragorn pulled out the dagger from her heart as he slowly put her down with a heavy heart. 

HUM!

HUM!

Suddenly, a dozen of small thread-like archaic formations appeared around the elven prince's boy, surrounding him from all sides.

The humming noises echoed and in the following moments, clattering sounds reverberated from Aragorn's solemn figure. 

Within a few seconds, Aragorn's appearance started changing as his ears were elongated and his hair turn golden brown just like Eleanor's. His height rose by at least 40cm and now he was even taller than Legolas.

Finally, the multicolored formations which appeared around his body started crystalizing. 

Crack! 

The formations shattered, leaving shockwaves in a 1O meters radius. 

Aragorn had returned to his old identity.

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At this very moment, inside the capital Eletnall, an odd phenomenon occurred.

Out of nowhere, people from the imperial clan and those who served the imperial rule across the capital suddenly started remembering Aragorn. His image, countenance and facial structure were no longer hazy or obscure to anyone who previously knew or saw him.

Even the Emperor and the Abbot suddenly felt that some deeply buried memories had resurfaced.

"My son… Why did I suddenly remember his face as if I couldn't before." spoke the 8th stage saint emperor.

Commandment of Severed Fate was an Ancient Rank spell created by the Deity of Subjugation himself.

Its influence could not erase a person's existence… but it could also affect billions of people living inside the Zivot Empire had they seen Aragorn's face.

As the rush of memories flooded their minds… everyone was certain of one thing. 

That the prince was alive!

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At an unknown location in the elven empire, inside an isolation dome, a grim and bloody environment came into sight.

Sniff!

Sniff! 

All of a sudden, Aragorn started weeping, his mind discombobulated and his heart filled with sorrow. 

Despite making a decision and landing the finishing blow… he couldn't help but feel agonized over the fact that he just killed his own sister. 

Even if it was done to preserve his life and memories before he lost his identity due to the curse… he still could not firmly grasp the harsh reality. 

Not everyone was an inherently cold and ruthless person who wouldn't blink twice before killing their own family just because the other party tried to do so.

With great regret and sorrow… Aragorn had to kill for the first time in his life. 

And the person was none other than his sister whom he watched grow up, the one he deeply cared for throughout his life. 

If there was any other way… he would have preferred that method. However, the only condition to break the Commandment of Severed Fate was to kill the caster aka Eleanor. 

Thus, to get his identity and fate back… he did what he never even dreamt of doing. 

Kahn, who was only a bystander, understood that the sin of killing your family even if done for revenge or in the name of righteousness was something that would never leave your mind because of the memories you shared with them while growing up. 

It will always weigh on your consciousness and hunt you down again and again as an unending nightmare if you were a remorseful person. 

Aragorn's sobbing echoed, unable to control his emotions.

Throughout this melancholic atmosphere… no one spoke a word. 

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1 Hour Later

Aragorn finally recovered from his depressed state. Despite being 280 years old… he was not used to killing anyone, much less a family member. 

Kahn and the group were also done planting some evidence they got from Aragorn as part of their previously agreed plan.

The second purpose of killing all these soldiers had a major part to play… Ones that would help them evade all suspicion. 

"What now?" asked Legolas. 

Using an artifact, Aragorn regained his human appearance. 

"I will keep hiding for at least a year as Edmund Thandruil, the alchemist. 

If I miraculously show up in front of the imperial clan right after my sister died, it will attract unnecessary attention. 

I could always claim that I returned as soon as the news of her death reached my ears. 

This way… both of us will stay safe." responded Aragorn. 

He had already thought of the aftermath and how to avoid all forms of suspicion. 

Legolas nodded, feeling assured and the group finally left… leaving behind Eleanor's corpse. 

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2 Days Later. 

The news of Princess Eleanor Sar Insalor Venric being found dead along with the imperial guards spread across the entire Zivot Empire, shocking all the populace. 

Based on rumors, there was some evidence found that the attack was carried out by a secret enemy force of a nearby empire that was at war with the elven empire. 

This was all due to the evidence planted by Kahn and the group. 

In actuality, these were the debris of armor and weapons Aragorn collected long ago when he was once attacked by them a couple of centuries ago. 

The reason they chose this empire to put blame on was because it was an enemy the High Elves couldn't wage a war on easily. 

As for the truth? 

Since when did people who loved to gossip and exaggerate rumors cared about the real truth? 

As for the site of battle… it was prohibited for anyone to enter including the mysterious group hunting Kahn since it was an internal matter of the imperial family. 

Yet… no one could find any trace left behind by the attackers. 

Although they had extremely skilled investigators and powerful saints… how could they compare to Vildred who was also the Sage of Preservation? 

He had the ability to recreate and restructure mana and world energy on the atomic level. So there wasn't a single clue left behind when he cleaned out the battlefield. 

A funeral rite was held for Eleanor and everyone from the empire watched it on various broadcasting artifacts. 

Every high-ranking and important individual was present. Except for two people. 

Myrienne had lost her mind after losing her lover, unable to accept this fact. 

As for Ervalen… he was traumatized. 

In both of his lives, as fate would have it… 

He was to live without ever finding true love.