By The Moon's Light

New start

(Malikye)

Having dedicated my time and effort to guiding Ruby through her struggles and providing her with the necessary assistance, it was now my turn to find my own path. Witnessing Ruby's growth and development brought me a strong sense of fulfillment, knowing that I had played a part in her journey.

Despite facing numerous difficulties and obstacles, Ruby managed to overcome them all and emerge even stronger. As a result, it was now the opportune time for me to embark on my own thrilling adventure, exploring new paths and uncovering hidden treasures within myself.

Equipped with the essential items in my bag, I bid farewell to Ruby and ventured into the great unknown. The world lay before me, brimming with endless possibilities and opportunities just waiting to be seized. Each step I took was accompanied by a surge of excitement and anticipation coursing through my veins. The time had come for me to carve out my own destiny, forging a unique path and observing where my journey would lead.

Driven by an insatiable curiosity and a thirst for excitement, I embarked on a quest to delve into my own magical abilities, indulge in new culinary experiences, and embark on thrilling escapades. I yearned to break free from the monotonous routines of everyday life and establish a reputation that would be whispered with awe and admiration.

The world became my canvas, and my footsteps turned into strokes, painting a vivid and extraordinary picture. I actively sought out hidden corners of the globe, immersing myself in unfamiliar cultures and traditions. Along the way, I stumbled upon the enchantment of bustling street markets, where the enticing fragrance of exotic spices blended harmoniously with the joyful sounds of laughter and conversation.

I savored dishes that danced tantalizingly on my taste buds, each morsel an exquisite symphony of flavors that transported me to distant lands. As my exploration deepened, I unearthed more of the magic that resided within me. I learned how to conjure spells that brought happiness to those around me, unearthed the true potential within myself. Amidst this whirlwind of self-discovery, I not only found my true essence but also established a reputation that resounded through the realms of adventure and enchantment.

During my global travels, I had the opportunity to behold and be amazed by the marvels of the world. Everywhere I went, from the Taj Mahal to the Great Wall of China, there was a sense of unparalleled beauty and historical importance.

These architectural masterpieces were impressive in their intricate details and grandeur. However, amidst the splendor, I couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to uncover. It dawned on me that these wonders were just a glimpse of the vast array of human achievements and innovations.

There seemed to be numerous hidden treasures and untold tales waiting to be revealed. Without a doubt, my experiences with these wonders enriched my life, but they also fueled my curiosity and desire to venture off the beaten path and unravel the mysteries that lie beyond.

From a young age, I always felt a void that material possessions or achievements couldn't fill. Questions about my true identity and the absence of information about my biological parents haunted me incessantly. It was like being a puzzle missing crucial pieces, desperately searching for my place in the grand scheme of things.

The longing caused by the absence of my biological parents resonated deep within me and pushed me to embark on a journey of self-discovery. I was determined to unravel the truth about my origins and ultimately find my place in this world.

Through introspection, therapy, and connecting with others who shared similar experiences, I came to understand that my identity is not solely defined by my lineage. I realized that who I am is shaped by my experiences, my values, and the relationships I have cultivated along the way.

I discovered that family goes beyond blood ties; it's about the connections we forge and the love we share. Although I may not have had the chance to know my biological parents, I have learned that my true identity lies in the strength and resilience I possess, the empathy and compassion I show others, and the belief in the person I am becoming.

A conscious decision was made by me to dismiss the thoughts of my biological parents from my mind. Choosing to do so was not an easy task, but I recognized that dwelling on the past would only impede my progress and hinder me from fully embracing the opportunities that lie ahead.

Instead, my focus shifted to the present moment and the path that I had personally chosen. I completely immersed myself in new experiences, the individuals I encountered along the way, and the growth that accompanied each passing day. Letting go of the burden of my past and embracing the future unknown was a newfound liberation.

There was a sense of peace that came with the realization that I was the author of my own destiny. By wholeheartedly embracing my journey, I possessed the authority to shape my own identity and create a life abundant with purpose and satisfaction.

While strolling, my attention was grabbed by a small corner book stall. I perused the selection until one book particularly caught my eye, and I was unable to resist purchasing it. The stall occupied a quiet nook amidst the lively city streets, shelves overflowing with books spanning various genres. Upon approaching, the aroma of aging paper and ink filled the air, instantly transporting me to a realm of literary enchantment.

The stall's owner, a kind-eyed elderly gentleman, warmly greeted me and encouraged me to explore the treasure trove before me. I began navigating the meticulously arranged stacks, my fingers gently tracing the spines, captivated by the tales concealed within. Each book possessed its own narrative, murmuring clandestine secrets and promising adventures.

While perusing the titles, my attention was captivated by one specific book. Its cover, worn and ragged, emitted an aura of mystery and fascination. I extracted it from the shelf, feeling its weight in my hands, as if it beckoned to be read. The temptation was irresistible, and I knew that this book was destined to be mine.

Approaching the stall's proprietor, he knowingly nodded as he enveloped it in brown paper, preserving its enigmatic allure. With the book now in my possession, I departed from the stall enveloped in a sense of anticipation and eagerness, ready to embark upon the literary voyage awaiting me within its pages.

When I returned to my hotel, I immediately tore off the brown paper and opened the book. I had seen this book before but I couldn’t remember where. Flipping through the first couple of pages caused my eyes to widen.

This wasn’t any book, this was a book of every child born from Damon’s seed, and every child sacrificed. There was mention of three babies born on auspicious day, one I knew of, Ruby but the other two I had no clue.

One baby was another girl, who sadly died after the mother tried to escape, and a boy who was born years prior to Ruby. This child was born with a moon shaped mark on the palm of his hand. But the child went missing, with no traces.

I stood from my seat, pacing back and forth before lifting my right hand and turning it to see my own palm. There, in the middle of my open hand was a moon shaped birthmark that I had grown to live with.