Hello my lovely Readers! :)

I know I'm been gone for a long time my summer class and moving to a new location has taken a toll on me and started to drain my creativity. Plus not giving much time to write.

Mind you I will be busy in the few months or so but in the meantime I decided to rewrite this ask I received in the past few years.

It's a Luna ask for my Royal Asset IF.

Enjoy and if you want send me some angsty ask or sappy stuff for my 3 IF's I might not reply back instantly. However I will answer it ASAP.

Some of you have read it already and some of you have not so those who are not following me in Tumblr this the kind of snippet that are you missing and I will be posting the Alt ending for this one later :0

(Luna's POV)

Under the radiant moon shining brightly above the tranquil night sky, Luna found herself standing in the palace garden, surrounded by an ethereal glow that seemed to mirror her inner turmoil. Her heart felt like a wild beast, beating furiously, its rhythm resonating with the distant calls of nocturnal creatures. She had vowed not to let her emotions steer her actions, but the allure of MC was too potent to resist.

In the presence of MC, Luna's composure shattered like fragile glass. Her nerves trembled at every word they spoke, and her breath hitched when their eyes met. Just being near them brought an overwhelming sense of joy that filled her very being. But in the moments when they were apart, a hollow emptiness gripped her, leaving her longing for their presence.

As the night grew darker, she cursed herself for arranging this meeting, yet she couldn't help but seek closure. Luna's hands clenched and unclenched with anxiety as she awaited MC's arrival, her mind racing with a thousand different scenarios. Even though she had one simple question to ask, fear gripped her heart, and she felt like a blacksmith hammering her emotions down, desperately trying to forge some semblance of control.

Suddenly, a voice pierced the stillness, calling her name from behind. Luna's heart leaped in her chest as she turned to face MC. Their impatient gaze felt like a scorching furnace, fanning the flames of her inner conflict.

"MC," she replied, her voice betraying her vulnerability as she gave a slight nod.

"What's the reason for this late-night meeting?" MC inquired, their tone revealing a hint of irritation.

Taking a deep breath and closing her eyes for a moment, Luna attempted to steady herself. This was the moment she had been dreading, when her heart's desire would collide with the cruel reality of MC's feelings.

"MC, I need to know… Do you have feelings for me?" Her words rang out like the clang of metal against metal, resonating with the intensity of her emotions.

MC's expression remained impassive, their eyes cold and distant. Luna's heart hammered louder, fearing the words that would escape their lips. The moon's glow seemed to dim as a cloud of anguish enveloped her, and she could feel her worth being hammered down with every agonizing second of silence that followed.

Under the shimmering moon, the garden's once-faint light now seemed to waver in uncertainty as Luna stood, her heart pounding like war drum accompanied by the sound of a thousand soldiers marching to war. Her eyes pleaded for a different truth as she confronted MC, hoping against hope for a glimmer of compassion. But the laughter that spilled from MC's lips was like a cold gust of wind, chilling her to the bone.

"Hahaha, feelings for you, you say?" MC's voice dripped with cruel amusement. "NO, Luna! I DON’T HAVE FEELINGS FOR YOU!" Each word was enunciated deliberately, cutting deep into her soul.

The surge of anger that welled up within Luna was accompanied by confusion, as if her emotions were locked in a fierce internal battle. She couldn't fathom why she had allowed herself to hope for something more, to anticipate a different outcome. Yet, the question she had asked now haunted her, echoing through her mind like a haunting melody she couldn't escape.

"Why?" Luna's voice trembled with defeat, cracking under the weight of her emotions. She met MC's unyielding gaze, seeking an explanation that might lessen the pain.

Their eyes bore into hers without remorse, fueled by a deep-rooted fury. "You sacrifice everyone for your work," MC accused, the words cutting through her like shards of ice. "Even innocent people who did nothing to you!"

As much as Luna tried to deny it, she couldn't dismiss the truth in their words. The very nature of her responsibilities demanded tough decisions, often leaving scars on her conscience. Her heart pounded louder, the clanging echo resounding in her ears as if attempting to drown out the harsh reality.

"I will never have feelings for you as long as I have breath," MC's words were laced with bitterness, their disdain apparent in every syllable. "My flame for you is completely extinguished forever more. You're a heartless monster, and you don't deserve love!"

Luna felt her chest constrict, her breath catching in her throat. The anguish and torment she had buried within herself surged forth, like molten lava threatening to consume her. She wanted to protest, to plead for understanding, but the words were stuck, suffocated by the weight of their accusations.

Watching MC turn their back on her, Luna felt the weight of their rejection, a thousand invisible chains binding her to a painful reality. Tears blurred her vision, distorting the moonlit landscape into a watery canvas of heartache.

"You're a monster and you don't deserve love," their words echoed in the night air, each syllable piercing her like a thousand needles. Luna crumbled, her heart torn between the desire to refute their claims and the painful acknowledgment that they were right.

Alone in the garden, she clung to the moon's comforting glow, seeking solace in its cool embrace. The turmoil of conflicting emotions within her raged like a tempest, tearing at her soul. Every step MC took away from her felt like another blow, leaving Luna to confront the harsh reality that some wounds might never heal, and some hearts might remain forever broken.

The words that had cut Luna's heart like a million blades continued to echo in the silent night air, haunting her very being. She sank to her knees, her hands instinctively reaching for her face as tears streamed down her cheeks, her sobs escaping uncontrollably. The pain was overwhelming, the anguish unbearable, and she felt as though her soul had been shattered into countless pieces.

For what seemed like an eternity, Luna remained on her knees, letting her heart pour out its grief. Each sob felt like an ocean wave crashing against her soul, eroding away the edges of her vulnerability. The relentless waves forged an unyielding resolve within her, sculpting her emotions into a hardened fortress. Her worth had been stripped away like sand by the wind, her hopes and desires scattered like ashes, fanned by the scorching wildfire of MC's gaze, which had branded her as nothing more than a heartless specter, undeserving of love.

In this surreal landscape of emotions, Luna felt like a lone tree standing against a howling storm. The tempest of rejection threatened to uproot her, yet she remained steadfast, her roots digging deeper into the soil of her inner strength. The storm had torn away the delicate petals of her heart, leaving behind thorns of determination and self-preservation.

Her tears were like crystalline raindrops, each one carrying the weight of her shattered dreams. The rain mingled with the garden soil, forming a muddy path beneath her, as if nature itself wept for her pain. Luna's sobs echoed through the night, harmonizing with the haunting melodies of the nocturnal creatures, creating a symphony of sorrow.

Finally, as her tears subsided, Luna wiped her eyes with a trembling hand. In that moment, she made a vow, her voice carrying the weight of determination and finality. "This is the last time I will let my emotions get the best of me," she declared. Her heart hammered loudly, dreading the memories of MC's cruel rejection. "I don't need love. I am a weapon, and I will do my duty above all else."

Her words seemed to echo through the vast expanse of the garden, as if nature itself bore witness to her transformation. Luna's resolve was firm, yet beneath the surface, conflicting emotions raged. Her heart yearned for love and acceptance, but her mind was steadfast in the belief that she was destined to be a tool, an instrument of duty and sacrifice.

Epilogue - MC's POV

In the aftermath of that fateful night, MC couldn't shake the image of Luna's heartbreak. Despite the cruelty they had shown, a part of them wondered if they had gone too far. Luna seemed to change after that encounter, and while they expected her to be shattered and broken, they were surprised to find her smiling more frequently.

But this newfound smile sent shivers down MC's spine. It wasn't a smile of joy or contentment, but rather one of satisfaction, tinged with something darker. Luna's eyes held an intensity that seemed to pierce through the soul, and when their gazes locked, MC couldn't help but shudder under its weight.

As they observed Luna, they couldn't help but wonder if this transformation would lead to something worse or even demonic. Her determination to be a weapon above all else was admirable, but it came at the cost of burying her emotions deeper. MC pondered if this suppression would eventually manifest into something far more sinister.

Only time would reveal the truth, but for now, MC couldn't escape the unsettling feeling that Luna's heartache had unleashed a dormant darkness within her, one that would forever alter the course of their future interactions with one another. Yet, the questions that rings in MC's mind of all the rest, will they survived through this ordeal?