Immortal Engagement Manhua

In the heart of the Empire of Aihar, under the watchful gaze of a silvery moon, Mel stood at a crossroads of destiny. The air was pregnant with anticipation, crackling with the energy of change. Valerian, with his eyes like liquid midnight, stood before her, his presence both a promise and a threat. "I never chose this path, Mel," Valerian's voice was a whisper, carrying a weight of centuries-old secrets. "But fate has bound us together, two souls entwined in a dance of power and purpose." Mel's heart hammered in her chest as she gazed into Valerian's eyes, seeing worlds beyond worlds reflected in their depths. She felt the pull of something ancient and primal, a connection that defied logic and reason. As the night breathed its secrets and the stars whispered of untold magic, Mel knew she stood at the brink of a choice that would shape not only her own future but the fate of the Empire itself. "I am just a humble tailor," Mel's voice trembled, her fingers clutching the fabric of her simple gown. "How can I be the key to unlocking your destiny, Valerian?" Valerian's gaze softened, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips. "In you lies a power greater than you know, Mel," he murmured, his words a caress against her skin. "Together, we can rewrite the stars, weave our own tale of love and defiance in the face of darkness." And as the first light of dawn painted the sky in hues of pink and gold, Mel made her choice. With a trembling breath and a steady heart, she reached out her hand to Valerian, stepping into the unknown with a courage born of love and the fire of destiny burning in her soul.