Chapter 174: Diyari's True Identity and the Hidden Sacrifice of the Guard
The air inside the Room of Memories, despite the warmth generated by Rina's mother's letter, still carried a historical weight. Rina and Diyari, like two people swimming in a whirlwind of truth, were searching the final corners of the room. Diyari felt a sense of estrangement; he had always been viewed as the "Grandmother's grandson" and the "remnant of black sorceress blood." The hatred he saw in the Grandmother's eyes toward him had always made him feel like a biological mistake or a failed experiment. However, beneath the trunks containing Rina's family photos, there was a smaller wooden box fastened with a rusted iron lock.
Rina fixed her eyes on the box and felt a vibration of energy emanating from it, but this energy was neither white radiance nor black magic; it was a pure human energy—the energy of loyalty and sacrifice. With a faint beam of light, Rina broke the lock and opened the lid. Inside was an old palace guard's badge, along with a piece of blood-stained cloth and a short manuscript written in a firm, hurried masculine hand. As Rina reached for the badge, Diyari's eyes dimmed. That badge... was the same one Diyari had seen in his vague childhood dreams.
Diyari said in a trembling voice: "Rina, let me read it." He picked up the piece of paper from the box. The manuscript belonged to a guard named 'Arin', who was the head guard of the palace during the time the Grandmother was destroying Rina's family. Diyari began reading the lines, and with every sentence he read, his face grew paler: "I am Arin, the guard of the family that embraced the light. Tonight, the Grandmother has made her final decision. She wants to kill all the lights and take their only child, Rina, into her own darkness. I cannot stand by and watch. I have decided to save Rina, even at the cost of my own life and the life of the boy who has just been born."
Rina's breath quickened. Diyari continued: "The Grandmother knows I am plotting. She captured me and told me that if I save Rina, she will make my infant son her eternal slave. But I am writing it here, my son, 'Diyari'... if you grow up one day and read this, know that you are not the grandson of that monstrous woman. You are my son. I left you here as a hostage so that I could pull Rina from her grasp and place her in safe hands. The Grandmother hates you because you are the sign of her failure. You are the son of the guard who betrayed the darkness for the sake of the light."
A lethal silence filled the room. The paper fell from Diyari's hand. All those years he had believed that the Grandmother's blood ran through his veins, all the pain and shame he had endured as the "offspring of the devil"—it was all a lie. Not only was he not her grandson, but he was the son of the hero who had saved Rina's life. To take revenge on Diyari's father, the Grandmother had presented Diyari as her own grandson so she could torture him with the utmost ruthlessness and use him as a tool against Rina.
Rina went to Diyari and held him tightly in an embrace. "Diyari... look... you are pure. You have always been pure." In Rina's arms, Diyari began to cry, but this time it was a light cry—a cry that washed away all the poison within him. He understood why the Grandmother always called him a "dog," why she always wanted to break him; because every time she looked at Diyari, she was reminded of the guard who had ruined her plans and snatched Rina away before Rina was eventually found again.
Diyari said in a voice full of strength: "So my father... he didn't die as that woman said. He fought for me. He sacrificed me so you could live, Rina." Rina looked at the guard's badge and said: "Your father knew that you and I together would become a force that no one could stop. He left you here because he knew a day would come when I would return and rescue you. This was a plan greater than we imagined. Your father's love for the light and his loyalty to my family are why we are here today."
They understood how the Grandmother had distorted history. She presented Diyari as her grandson to hold him legally and magically, while he was only the child of the guard who made the sacrifice. This truth made Diyari feel pride; he was no longer the remnant of a black sorceress, but the son of a brave guard whose name was written in a hidden history in gold. Rina and Diyari were now reunited not just as two lovers, but as two historical allies.
In this moment, the energy of the room shifted. The crystals that were previously dim now glowed with a blue and white color. Diyari pinned his father's guard badge to his chest. He felt a new strength—a strength originating not from magic, but from a pure lineage. He understood why he had always been against the Grandmother's orders in his heart, because his father's blood always called for freedom. The Grandmother tried to kill that blood, but she only made it stronger.
Rina continued searching the box and found another piece of a map showing the final exit route. "Diyari, we no longer need this palace and these ruins. Your identity and my mother's letter are all the weapons we need to build a new world. Your father and my mother worked together so we could reach this day." Diyari looked at Rina, and a smile full of hope was etched on his lips. All the pain that had been like a mountain on his shoulders for years suddenly became a feather and flew into the air.
This chapter brought Diyari's identity from the darkness into the light. Discovering that he was the son of the hero guard was the final nail in the coffin of the Grandmother's magic. The Grandmother lost, not only in battle but in truth. She could not kill the lineage of humanity. Rina and Diyari now know exactly who they are. They are not just two ordinary humans; they are the products of sacrifice, love, and loyalty. As they stepped out of the room, their steps were heavier and more confident.
Rina adjusted the guard badge for Diyari and said: "Your father knew you would become the greatest guard of the light. And look... you did it. You protected me, even when you didn't know who you were." Diyari kissed Rina's hand, and together they stepped toward the daylight. A new history began—a history where Diyari is no longer anyone's shadow, but the owner of his own light and dignity. The Room of Memories was now left in silence, as the key to all the secrets was in the hands of Rina and Diyari.
This was the true end of the oppression the Grandmother had created. With the revelation of Diyari's identity, the final magical bond between Diyari and the Grandmother was severed. Diyari is now free, not only in body but in soul. He knows who his father was and why he lived. Rina and Diyari walk toward a bright horizon, while the voices of Diyari's father and Rina's mother echo in the wind like a victory hymn. The world awaits these two heroes to color it again.
Written by: Dlin_myth