Angel's Revenge

Prologue

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And we all grabbed both sides of the trophy, flashing our happiest smiles we could imagine and lifted it, waving at everyone who cheered on our victory as the endless flashing of cameras were clicking every corner of the arena.

I was over the moon, finally having my first world championship title. It had always been a dream of mine, stepping in the pro scene with my long term best friends and squad members as well, and winning the title was actually a bonus. Being here to compete was enough to turn my dream into reality, bringing home the trophy was an answered prayer.

“Mikasa, we did it,” That's Trixie, our strongest Marksman and my best buddy since high school. Tightly hugging me on the side while leaning her head on my shoulder.

“I always know we can since we have you,” I replied, shifting my gaze to her with a dazzling smile.

“Na-uh,” it's Charm, playfully objecting, “it's because your Benedetta was unstoppable.”

I giggled, “if it wasn't for your flawless sets, Charm.”

“Oh, playing humble, aren't you?” Saeko also joined in the teasing, our deadliest fighter user.

“Only one way to figure it out,” Coach Zayne inserted, Trixie's long term partner and our brilliant talented coach.

Just when Lara Leonheart, the host of the tournament joined us, we put back the trophy in its place, positioning herself next to Coach Zayne on the left.

“Congratulations, Downtown Slayer for winning your first international trophy,” Lara congratulated us gracefully, each second glancing at each of us, “Is there anything you want to say to those who doubted you?”

The mic had been passing back and forth from Charm to Trixie, then back to Charm, then Saeko to Yuri, like they were afraid of it until it landed in my hands. My heart exploded as I looked at them, but they already kept their distance from me while giggling.

D*mn! I'm not good at giving speeches. I'm a terrible speaker, you know.

“Well,” I couldn't help but darted a grin on my face, “Women have always been doubted in any eSports tournament, but look, instead of debating, we respond with a world title. Heads up, Slayers.”

The venue was shaken by the loud shrieking and cheering of the crowd with a massive applause that added to the echoed noise, proving that somehow, I made a worthy speech. It was kind of rare for me to get that off from the depths of my brain cells.

“That's empowering,” Lara also showed a positive smile to it, turning her gaze to the crowd, “and now, for the MVP Grand finals, who do you think will be?”

“Saeko!”

“Charm!”

“Trixie!”

“Yuri!”

“Crystal Heart!”

The crowd was divided, cheering their favorite players that roared the Arena to life. I could also hear my name being cheered to be the MVP and hearing it made me so overwhelmed. Still couldn't believe that the community recognized me.

Not until the crowd dropped to silent unusually, sending chills down my spine instantly. Their faces froze, jaws dropped hanging mid-air while their eyes almost came off.

“This is crazy,” I heard Yuri's voice trembling, “Is that Zilong, Crystal?” Her voice was above whisper.

I didn't know what was going on but chills were enveloping me, shivering every nerve of mine. What is this cold feeling climbing up to me?

Terrified yet still chose to look at the large LCD monitor behind us. My heart didn't just sink in, it fell to my stomach and straight down to the ground, shattering into a million pieces.

“Ohh… faster baby…” the voice and the face… There's no mistaking it. I absolutely know him, the youngest multimillionaire and founder of ZL tech, and terribly my husband, Zilong.

“You like it, right? I'm better than your gaming nerd loser wife…” the woman was the one who's always with him, claiming that she was no one but a business partner, Alice. Her lustful moan continued while pumping up and down on top of Zilong.

The silence was so sharp to bear, their exchanging moans roaring in the speakers were so loud, crashing my whole world in front of millions of people. My knees were trembling, I couldn't hold my ground and… I think I forgot to breathe…

My ears caught a faint noise of Lara’s heels rapidly clicking on the glass stage while screaming, “turn off the monitor now!”

Random arms were thrown around me, tightly locking me for any effect that might cause me to turn hysterical.

“We're here, Mikasa. The whole squad is here to protect you,” those words of assurance from Trixie burst the tears out of my eyes as though an endless flowing river of pain.

“We got you, Crystal.” I felt Yuri's hand combing my untied wavy black hair, that was now drenched with my sweat.

“You won't be facing this alone.” Charm’s hand was cupping mine, making sure I wouldn't lose it.

Loud wail broke the grieving silence of the Arena, together with those audible gossips from the crowd. The monitor had already been shut down but the image of those demons kept on replaying in my vision like I couldn't see anything except for their massive betrayal. It's torturing every inch of my beat.

How could you do this to me, Zilong? I gave up my everything to be your nothing, giving you a family and home. But what did you do in return for my sacrifices? I swear to God, both you and Alice would never get away from this. Even in the heights of your happiness, I’m gonna drag you down to the depths of hell.

Chapter 01

Jana was rushing to her school when she realized she was 30 minutes late for the first subject in the morning. Her hair was a mess, and the students were staring at her while gossiping. She didn't bother to mind them and went to a car that was parked in front of the principal's office. She thought of at least fixing her hair before proceeding to her room.

Right after he turned off the engine, he pulled out a white plastic envelope from the seat next to him. He was about to open the car when he noticed Jana combing her hair while looking at her reflection from the window of the driver's seat. The window glass was tainted. He was able to see Jana while Jana wasn't able to see if someone was inside the car. But she didn't bother thinking about whether someone was inside, as long as she could fix her hair.

He was unable to move. His eyes were wandering on her face. Observing every move the girl made. He could almost hear his he