The Lunar Choice *HOLD*

The Unveiling: Echoes of Reality

In the aftermath of the revelation, a storm of emotions raged within me. Fear and disbelief clung to my understanding of reality like stubborn shadows. The veneer of blissful normalcy that had shrouded my family concealed a profound secret—I stood on the precipice of a fantastical realm populated by vampires, werewolves, fairies, and demons. Unbeknownst to me, this clandestine world operated under the rule of mythical beings, with monarchies acting as custodians to maintain peace and love across kingdoms. Unveiling this hidden truth, I discovered that my very existence bore the weighty responsibility of preserving the delicate balance between the ordinary and the extraordinary, standing beside my King as a guardian of this cosmic equilibrium. The only hitch? I stumbled upon this revelation at the tender age of 22.

The rhythmic echo of my heels reverberated through the corridor as I approached Nathaniel's office, each step quickening the palpitations of my heart. The door creaked open, revealing Nathaniel—Nate, as he preferred to be called. A warm smile graced his features, his commanding presence dominating the room. "Evangeline, what a pleasure it is to see you again! Please come in, have a seat." As I settled into the chair, he acknowledged the urgency of our meeting, offering apologies for the abrupt notice. Thoughts of my imminent 20-hour flight back to Japan cast a shadow over my mind.

Summoning the courage to inquire, I addressed him as Sir and questioned the purpose of my presence, emphasizing the impending departure and my desire to spend time with family. The stress of military life and the looming journey weighed heavily on me, making the situation all the more perplexing. Despite my intentions, I found myself ensconced in Nathaniel's office rather than preparing for the imminent trip.

As he began to explain, I interjected, requesting to be addressed by the name Eva. A peculiar reaction flickered in his eyes—a deep amber flash that momentarily diverted my attention. Pushing aside the oddity, I listened intently as he dropped a bombshell: my return to Japan was not in the cards. Instead, a nearby base awaited me, a decision already communicated to my command. The news elicited laughter, a coping mechanism to grapple with the absurdity of the situation.

"Nate, you haven't changed. Thank you for the laugh, but please continue," I urged, sensing that the narrative was far from over. The surreal revelation took another unexpected turn as Nathaniel disclosed my entanglement in a world of mythical creatures. Childhood tales of werewolves and vampires resurfaced, transforming me from a passive listener to an active participant in those very stories. Disbelief and amusement intermingled until Nathaniel guided me to a field near the office building.

Now bearing a serious demeanor, Nathaniel implored me to witness the truth. In a swift metamorphosis, the sound of cracking bones filled the air, and where Nate once stood, a magnificent black wolf emerged. Gasping in awe, I was overwhelmed by the sight. My scream echoed, a chorus of shock and disbelief, until darkness claimed my vision, and I succumbed to unconsciousness, leaving the surreal reality to unfurl before me.