Inside the mansion, Clara and Elesia are standing in front of the crystal floating on a pillar. Elesia's eyes sparkle, and she extends her hand toward it but Clara holds her wrist.
"Your hand might burn," Clara looked at Elesia, not a strict gaze but a warning look.
Elesia raises her eyebrow and turns her head at Clara. "Really? Is that crystal so hot?"
Clara shakes her head, and she smiles. "That crystal belongs to the ancestor of the first village chief.
"Before the ancestor died, he transferred his powers into that crystal."
"But that crystal chooses the rightful descendant, right?"
Clara turns her eyes at Elesia and nods.
"The crystal chooses the rightful descendant to inherit the powers of the ancestor."
Elesia raises her eyebrows. "Then why didn't it choose you, big sis? After all, you're a right-worthy candidate."
Her words earn a chuckle from Clara, and Elesia's eyes narrow as her brows furrow.
"Why are you laughing, big sis?"
Clara wipes the tears from her eyes while smiling. "It's the first time you called me that. But to answer your question, the crystal chooses the right worthy descendant, not anyone that is in the clan."
Eseria looks around her, and her eyes widen. She looks back at Clara and clears her throat. "Aren't you forgetting something today?"
Clara hums, and turns her head at Eseria. Clara blinks and scratches her chin. "Well, did I forget to exercise?"
"What?! No!" Eseria shakes her head, "I can't believe you're forgetting your anniversary with Kurt!"
Clara's eyes grow wide, and her mouth opens. She screams while holding her cheeks, carries Eseria on her shoulder, and runs away.
"Hey! Why are you carrying me?!" Eseria looked over her shoulder.
Clara continues to run. "I want you to help me in making myself look beautiful!"
After many laps, Eseria is standing in front of a mirror while Clara is sitting on the chair with her back facing Eseria.
Eseria is tapping her foot, and the door opens; hitting the bell on the ceiling.
"Finally! Hannah!" Eseria looked at the young woman walking towards them.
Hannah lets out a cry of happiness before jumping towards Eseria, and both of them embrace each other while jumping.
Clara inhales deeply, and yells, "Girls! I appreciate your friendship! But I need to look good for my anniversary!"
Hannah cracks her knuckles, and a wide smile creeps on her lips, showing her smooth white teeth.
"Leave it to me!" Hannah grabbed a pair of scissors and a wooden comb from the desk in front of Clara.
Clara's eyes widen, and she closes them before looking up while holding her hands together. "May the ancestors bless this woman, please!"
The sun is beginning to sink from the horizon, and Kurt is standing with his back resting against the pillar of a restaurant in the village.
Kurt looks at the orange sky and lets out a heavy breath. "It's almost night, where is my beloved?"
"I believe you're looking for me?"
Kurt turns his head in the direction of the voice. A woman wearing a green dress, red lipstick on her lips, and brown eyes has eyeliner.
She stops in front of him, and leans down, planting a kiss on his lip.
"Let's go, my beloved?"
Kurt blinks and nods repeatedly. He wraps his arm around her waist and flashes her a seductive smile.
"Now, you'll finally see this 'monster'."
"Oh, Kurt! You're always so funny!"
The two are walking together with their hands holding each other.
Elesia and Hannah are standing far from the couple, and Elesia lends her hand to Hannah, and they perform a high-five.
"Perfect!" Elesia grinned.
"We slayed!" Hannah smiled.
Kurt pushes the door for Clara, and she enters the establishment with a smile on her red lips.
Kurt moves his hand up, and Clara smiles while looping her forearm around his biceps. Together they walk to an empty table with empty chairs, and Kurt pulls the chair for Clara.
As the aroma of Sampaguita fills the entire establishment, the diners can't resist looking around.
Clara smiles while inhaling as Kurt is watching her while drinking water from a wooden mug.
Clara ends up staring at her with sparkling eyes. "It just smells so good."
Kurt puts his mug on the table. He smiles, highlighting the dimples near his lips.
"Just enjoy the night, my beloved." Kurt winked at her.
A tall man arrives and places two wooden pots on their table. He removes the lid of both pots, and the aroma of Pork Adobo, and Shrimp sour soup fills their nose.
"I ordered these in advance because I know these are our favorite."
Kurt extends his hand on top of her hand and squeezes. Clara smiles and looks up at Kurt, staring into his eyes.
"You remember that?"
"All of the time, my Clara. And these are the meals that we first ate during our first months."
A faint red blush appears on Clara's cheeks as she puts a hair strand on top of her ear.
"My gosh… this man doesn't fail to make me want to eat him. He knows all about us, and I'm thankful about it." she smiled while looking aside.
As their night continues, both pots are now empty with only them laughing.
"Oh, yes! The first time that we met, my Kurt! You tried to make me smile."
"But I ended up falling on a cow's poop!"
Both bursts laughing, and Clara stops laughing but she still wears her smile.
She holds his hand. "Thank you for coming into my life. For me, you are my greatest love."
"I feel the same." Kurt put his hand on the back of her hand which is placed on his other hand.
He smiles and turns his eyes down at their hands on top of each other.
"Thank you for making me see the brightest side of me that I haven't seen. Thank you for being my partner."
Kurt's eyes sparkle not from the adornment but from the tears filling his eyes.
Clara leans forward and brushes his tears using her fingers. "Don't cry! You're so cute!"
Kurt shakes as more tears fall from his eyes, and Clara caresses his back while chuckling.
"I fucking love you so much." Clara kissed his forehead.
The door of a room opens, and Clara steps backward until her back is resting against the wall near the door.
Kurt pushes the door, and it presses back to its frame. A sly smile forms on his lip, and he leans his lip closer to her lips.
"Are you ready?"
Clara nods while breathing heavily. Their lips smack against each other as Kurt grabs her hips.
A moan comes out of her lips, and she feel her breath starting to decrease while they're kissing. She feels her butt hit against the mattress, and she watches Kurt.
He locks the door and closes the window. He pulls his shirt, and his chiseled abs are exposed.
"Like what you see?" Kurt pulled out his tongue, licking his upper lip.
Clara speaks in her mind while her eyes are feasting all over his body. "Shit. I won't be able to walk properly."
He pulls her dress up from her body. He squeezes her breasts encased in a black bra, and her eyes widen before releasing a moan.
"FUCK!" Clara screamed in her mind while biting her lips.
Kurt rubs his index finger until it reaches her black panty. Clara looks down at his finger; roaming around her clitoris.
"N-No!" Clara holds his wrist, and looks up into his eyes while moaning, "NNGH! I-I want it!"
"Beg for it," Kurt demanded, licking her neck.
After hours of moaning, and making the bed squeak, Clara is lying down on the bed with her eyes closed, and a blanket covering her body.
Kurt kisses her forehead. He hugs Clara and rests his face on her neck before closing his eyes.
After many days have passed, Clara is standing inside a forest. Her eyes are narrowing while staring down at a rotting body.
The young man beside her moves his eyes toward her. "Guardian, I can tell that the nutrients this body has has been sucked."
"You have a point," Clara nodded, kneeling on the soil with her padded knee, "judging the holes on its neck, back, and chest: a seed has done this."
She hears a hum from the young man beside her. She looks at him, and he speaks, "But we haven't entered their territory. What could make them do this to our kind?"
Her eyes linger on the corpse before turning to him. "Can it be? That because of evolving, their appetite has increased which pushed them to eat humans."
At night, Clara rotates the doorknob of their house. She enters the house, and her eyes widen when she hears the strum of a guitar.
Eseria smiles while strumming her guitar as she sings, "Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday! Happy birthday!"
Clara's eyes sparkle, and she wipes the tears from her eyes. "I'm home."
"Sister! Happy birthday!" Eseria wrapped her arms around Clara.
Clara smiles and rests her face on Eseria's shoulder. Eseria smiles while patting Clara's back.
Clara is now sitting on the sofa, and Eseria runs back to her with a wooden box. Clara turns her eyes at the box and smiles.
"What is this?" Clara gently grabbed the box and shook it.
"Open it! I made it for you, sister!" Eseria smiled widely with her hands clasped on her back.
Clara removes the lid, and she chuckles while holding a green scarf. "Wow! It looks beautiful!"
Clara wraps the scarf around her neck. Eseria smiles widely and claps.
"It looks beautiful on you!"
"Of course! I'm your sister! We're both beautiful."
The two women laugh. The door opens, and both of them stop laughing, and there, a young man is panting for his breath.
"G-Guardian! Our men are facing the culprit!"
Clara stands up from her seat. She narrows her eyes and turns around. Eseria flashes her a smile with her right thumb raised.
Clara stares at her for a while before running out of the house. The young man runs after her but Eseria calls him.
"Mister!"
The young man turns around to face her.
"What is it?"
"Please, help my sister!" Eseria looks straight into her eyes, her gaze sincere and serious, "I don't want her to die! She's all that I have!"
The young man's eyes linger on her before nodding. He turns around and pursues Clara, running at full speed.
Clara runs after many trees. The voice of the warriors fills the air, and she finally reaches the battlefield.
She spreads her arms and captures one of the warriors. She looks up and her eyes widen, and her breathing becomes fast.
"It can't be!"
The culprit who's attacking her man is no other than Kurt. Standing at 6 ft, his eyes are yellow, his hair is green, and his skin is made of wood.
"Guardian," Kurt spoke in a deep tone.
"Or shall I call you, 'my beloved'?" Kurt spoke in his known voice.
Kurt laughs loudly and speaks in a deep tone. "HUMANS ARE TRULY AN IDIOT!"
"Guardian! Guardian!" the young man from earlier came out of the trees.
His eyes widen as his mouth drops at the sight of the levitating culprit.
"Pull yourself together, guardian!" the young man shook her shoulders.
Clara's eyes are fixated on Kurt, her body is frozen and doesn't make any movement, and tears fall from her eyes.
Suddenly, her eyes narrow, her brows meet and curve downward as veins appear on her forehead.
"BRING HIM BACK TO ME!"