Lahat ng Kabanata ng Blood: Tears of Darkness: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 6

Orda Rudochfie stopped on his dark horse with a cautious look. The surrounding trees looked violet in the bluish moonlight.After listening to something for a while, Orda jerked his horse again to walk without hurry. Many times his eyes flickered to the edge of the path he passed.Movement in the bush made Orda stop again. The horse snorted and neighed softly. Orda pulled a double-edged ax that he passed to his back. The object's handle was rather long and silvery. Each blade has a roaring tiger sign.“Whoever you are, come out.” Orda said; his voice is firm and calm. But a drop of sweat seemed to drip on his forehead.The scrub shrubs again. A branch broke and a few seconds later the bushes parted; revealed a tall man in a black robe and blue mask.Other figures with almost the same appearance began to appear one by one from behind bushes or trees; some jumped down from the tree itself.There are about a dozen of them. Each of t

It had been ten years since that incident, but Quan seemed to still be able to taste the rancid smell of white blood with the tip of her mind. Often the girl closed her eyes and took a deep breath, so that the glimpse could at least decrease.She thought, time would obscure the memories, but apparently she was too hopeful. At least Quan had managed to fool herself, thinking that what she was doing was the right thing. Or she thought so.Quan looked away. The teenager stared into the forest in the distance from behind the window beside her. She wondered how her mother (she refused to regard Eva Durbysch as a stepmother) could become a Vocaship's right hand without the public knowing.Which then ended with the stabbing of a black weapon (which Quan later learned to be named the Sword of the Stake) from … she stopped the memory by force. Quan took a deep breath, controlled herself.The Moa forest that she looked at seems quiet and full of secrets. It'

Quan came out of her reverie when the bell rang twice. Mrs. Hilda left the room, and a few moments later another teacher entered the second grade.Mr. Kei is a personable and humorous-faced figure, but even so he remains firm. Quan likes this one teacher because of his lesson: Dark History.Dark History is not always as dark as its name, but other students still like it because it is quite interesting. Sometimes the lessons learned are not always in public books outside of school.When the lesson began, Mr. Kei wrote Blood & Secrets on the blackboard, and first discussed the last week's lesson for a few minutes as usual.“What causes us to be called White, Silver, and Black?” Mr. Kei asked the dozens of students in front of him in a loud voice, after discussing the previous material.The class suddenly rumbles when all students answer in unison while banging on the table (because they are lazy, Quan and Exan just answer casually wit