Lunar Legacy: Rise Of The Beastlord-Chapter 130: Trinity Bloodlines

The morning sun filtered through Jayden’s curtains, painting his room in soft gold. He stirred, muscles aching from yesterday’s brutal fight, but his lips curled into a satisfied smirk. The memory of the Earth Smasher’s fall, the thrill of mastering his poison secretion—it had been worth every bruise.

He stretched, wincing slightly as his ribs protested, then rolled out of bed. He got dressed and headed out to complete his daily quests.

The park was quiet at the early hour, the air crisp with dew as he completed his tasks with minimal effort.

By the time he returned home, the sun was high, and his stomach growled. He ate in silence, savoring the simple pleasure of a light breakfast. After eating, with a contented sigh, he trudged to his room, one goal burning in his mind:

Sleep.

He was exhausted.

The constant battles, the relentless training—his body demanded rest. He stripped down to his shorts and a loose singlet, the fabric cool against his skin, then dug out his headphones. The moment he hit the bed, symphonies flooded his ears, the melodies slow, soothing, pulling him toward the edges of unconsciousness.

His eyelids grew heavy.

The world faded. And the world was peaceful.

Until—

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Jayden’s eyes snapped open.

The pounding was insistent, impatient. He groaned, dragging himself upright, the music still whispering in his ears. He yanked the headphones off and shuffled to the door, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

He yanked the door open—and froze.

Tasha stood there, bathed in the afternoon light, her smile brighter than the sun.

She was stunning.

Her outfit was simple but deliberate—a fitted white sundress that hugged her curves, the hem fluttering just above her knees. A thin leather belt cinched her waist, drawing attention to the gentle sway of her hips. Her hair, cascaded over her shoulders in loose waves, the strands catching the light. Silver earrings glinted at her lobes, delicate but eye-catching, and her lips were painted a soft pink, just enough to draw his gaze.

Jayden’s throat went dry.

"Hi, Jayden," she said, her voice a melody. "What are you up to?"

He blinked, his sleep-addled brain struggling to catch up. "Um... hi, Tasha." He rubbed his face, trying to shake off the lingering haze. "I wasn’t really up to anything. I just wanted to rela—"

"Good."

She cut him off with a sharp smile, brushing past him into his room before he could protest. She spun on her heel, the dress flaring slightly, and crossed her arms.

"Let’s go on a date."

Jayden blinked. "Huh?"

"The movies," she clarified, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "Just me and you."

Jayden sighed, running a hand through his tousled hair. "Tasha, that sounds great, but I was actually just about to re—"

"You said you weren’t up to anything," she interrupted, her eyes narrowing. "Your words, not mine."

Jayden opened his mouth, then closed it. "Damn it." he thought.

Then he exhaled, defeated. "Fine."

Tasha’s face lit up. "Really?"

Jayden couldn’t help but chuckle at her sudden shift from imperious to ecstatic. "Yes."

"Yay!" She clapped her hands, bouncing on her toes before catching herself. She cleared her throat, smoothing her dress with exaggerated dignity. "I mean... good. Because if you had refused me, I would’ve been very disappointed. I already booked the seats. And got dressed."

Jayden chuckled, leaning down slightly to meet her eyes. "How could I resist a beauty such as yourself?"

Tasha scoffed, but a faint blush dusted her cheeks. "Yeah, flattery’s not gonna work on me anymore. Jessica already taught me how to be immune."

Jayden smirked. "Oh, is that so?"

"Yes." She pointed imperiously toward his wardrobe. "Now hurry up and get dressed."

Jayden sighed, dragging his feet toward his clothes. "So much for ’relaxation,’" he muttered to himself. His original plans for restingthroughout the day had been ruined.

And It wasn’t that he could refuse her. It’s just... Tasha didn’t take rejection well. She would sometimes get mad.

And making her mad was the last thing anyone with a sense of self-preservation would do.

He reached for a fresh shirt, then paused and turned.

She was still there.

Watching him.

He cleared his throat. "Um... I want to get dressed."

Tasha shrugged. "Okay. Go on." she said,. but didn’t even make an attempt to move.

Jayden hesitated. "Well, I, uh... need a bit of privacy?"

Tasha rolled her eyes, though her blush deepened. "What do you need privacy for? It’s not like I haven’t seen it’ before."

Jayden grinned. "Okay," he said, pulling his shorts off in one smooth motion. "Suit yourself."

Tasha’s gaze landed on his boxers, and her eyes flicked downward just for a second—before she quickly jerked her head away, her face burning.

"Ugh! Just... hurry up," she stammered, spinning on her heel and practically bolting from the room.

Jayden chuckled. "Cute." he said with a smile.

Then he got dressed, met her outside the room, and they left the house together, heading to the cinema.

After a few minutes, they arrived at the cinema. It was bustling, the air thick with the scent of buttered popcorn and sugar. They went over to the counter where Tasha tended both their tickets.

She had chosen The Matrix: Trinity Bloodlines, a reboot of the classic franchise, and Jayden had to admit.. he was intrigued.

They got cleared, and went into the show room. They grabbed snacks and settled into their seats, the lights dimming as the trailers rolled. Tasha leaned into Jayden, her warmth seeping through the thin fabric of his shirt.

"You’re actually enjoying this," she whispered, amused, as he leaned forward during an action sequence.

Jayden smirked. "What can I say? I’m a sucker for good fight choreography."

Tasha laughed, the sound light and musical, and Jayden found himself staring at her more than the screen.

Halfway through the movie, her hand found his, their fingers intertwining.

No words.

Just that.

A smile crept up Jayden’s face. It was... nice.

Hours later,

After the movie, they left the cinema and wandered toward the park, the sky painted in hues of orange and pink. The world seemed softer there, quieter.

Tasha led him to a secluded bench overlooking the lake, swinging their joined hands between them, the water shimmering with reflected light.

"You’ve been distracted," she said suddenly, her voice gentle.

Jayden blinked. "What?"

"Today." She turned to him, her dark eyes searching. "You keep zoning out. Like you’re somewhere else."

Jayden exhaled, running a thumb over her knuckles. "Just thinking about something."

Tasha exhaled. "Your ability?"

"Yeah." He hesitated. "And... Jasmine. A few years ago on this day was the first time we watched a movie in a cinema. It was the day mum took us to the city for the very first time."

Tasha’s grip tightened. But she didn’t say anything.

"I wish she were here with us." Jayden murmured. "And sometimes I wonder if she’s even still alive."

Tasha smiled and cupped his face. "I’m sure she is." she said. "Afterall, she’s your twin sister, which makes her a survivor as well."

"And.. I’m going to help you find her." She added with a determined look.

Jayden smiled back. "Thank you, Tasha. That means a lot to me. You mean a lot to me."

Tasha chuckled and leaned into him, her head resting against his shoulder. "I know." she muttered, and tilted her face up, her gaze locked with he’s.

Jayden swallowed. He leaned in, bringing his face closer to her’s.

Then... he kissed her.

Their kiss was soft at first—a question, a promise. Then Jayden’s arms wound around her waist, pulling her flush against him, and the world narrowed to the heat of her mouth, the way her fingers tangled in his hair.

When they parted, Tasha’s lips were swollen, her eyes dazed. "I love you, Jayden." she breathed.

Jayden smiled. "I love you too." he replied, as they both watched the last rays of the sun disappear.

They walked back hand in hand, the night air cool against their skin. Arriving at the house, Jayden escorted Tasha to her room.

At her door, Tasha turned, her eyes gleaming in the dim light.

"Today was fun," she whispered.

Jayden smirked. "Yeah. Even if you did ruin my nap."

Tasha swatted his chest, laughing, before pulling him into another kiss—longer this time, lingering.

After a while, she released him and took a deep breath.

"Goodnight, Jayden." she said, then slipped inside before he could reply, the door clicking shut behind her.

Jayden stood there for a moment, his lips still tingling.

Then he grinned. "Today was definitely worth it."

.....

Back in his room, Jayden sprawled across his bed, his mind drifting as he awaited dinner.

He was planning out activities for the next day. He contemplated going back to Jade city’s forest to hunt, but then a thought popped up in his mind. He had abilities.

Abilities that he needed to master and understand.

Just then, the memory of the Pod Den arcade flickered in his mind—Cassandra’s smirk, the thrill of virtual combat, the challenge of facing opponents of different skills from across the globe.

It was the perfect way for a person to practice their abilities and fighting skills without feeling actual strain or pain.

And he remembered vividly that the system had granted him exp for defeating Cassandra in the game. Which meant the pod den was another way to farm experience points.

A sly smirk grew on Jayden’s lips as he made his decision. "Alright, the pod den it is." he muttered. Tomorrow, he’d train. But not in the forest.

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A/Q:

Hola guys! Thanks for reading this far, I hope you’re enjoying the story so far. I just wanted to announce that this Chapter is dedicated to a fan fiction I’m currently working on. And as the name suggests, it’s a fanfic on ’The Matrix’.

So please check it out, I promise you’ll like it.

Thanks for reading!

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