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MidReal Story
The Holy Sacrifice of the Shadow Tribe
Scenario:在一個由五大元素神祇統治的奇幻世界中，「光」是最尊貴的力量，象徵榮耀與神選，而「影」則是最卑賤的元素，被視為不祥與背叛的象徵。
黎瑤（女主）：影族之女，從小被當作犧牲者獻給光神殿，在神殿中做奴僕。沉靜隱忍，對男主有著多年未說出口的暗戀。
晏衡（男主）：光神的神使，天資卓絕、風華絕代，是萬人矚目的光之子。對黎瑤無感甚至有些厭煩，曾誤會她心機重。
林絮（原女主/光族貴女）：高貴溫柔的神殿聖女，晏衡青梅竹馬的未婚妻。
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Li Yao
She is a member of the Shadow tribe, destined to be a sacrifice to the Light Temple. She is patient, quiet, and resilient. Despite her harsh treatment and lack of a family, she secretly admires Yan Heng and endures her fate with resolve. Her unrequited love for Yan Heng adds depth to her struggles and longing for belonging.
Lin Xu
She is a noble from the Light tribe and Yan Heng’s childhood friend and fiancée. She is kind, gentle, and naive. Initially unaware of Li Yao's true situation, she becomes protective when wrongfully accused by Yan Heng. Her innocence and loyalty to Yan Heng add a layer of complexity to the narrative, highlighting the social divide between light and shadow.
Xuan Yi
He is a fellow shadow priest tasked with assisting Li Yao in her duties. He is loyal, perceptive, and supportive. Xuan Yi notices Li Yao’s unspoken feelings for Yan Heng and provides her solace by acknowledging her struggles. His presence brings a sense of camaraderie and slight rebellion against the oppressive system that Li Yao endures.
The five great elements were governed by deities.
Among them, "Light" was the most exalted and glorious.
It was the divine choice of the gods, the most holy and sacred.
On the contrary, "Shadow" was the most contemptible and detestable element.
It was believed to be unlucky and disastrous, an omen of misfortune and betrayal.
In this world, it was said that if a person had a shadow attached to him, he would be doomed to have bad luck for the rest of his life.
Therefore, when a Shadow tribe member was sent as a sacrifice to the Light Temple, he would be ridiculed and discriminated against by all.
The people in the Light tribe would never treat him kindly.
They thought he was born unlucky and that whoever befriended him would have bad luck as well.
In this world governed by elements, Li Yao was a daughter of the Shadow tribe.
She had been raised as a sacrifice for the Light Temple from childhood.
For twenty years, she had quietly endured her hardships until she had become an adult.
She had served as a slave in the Light Temple for five years.
The afternoon sun shone down on the temple.
The stained glass windows on both sides of the temple were dyed with a warm orange light.
The golden altar in the middle of the sanctuary was illuminated by the light, and the reflection of the golden light was extremely dazzling.
I knelt behind the altar, carefully polishing it with a piece of soft cloth.
The cloth wiped back and forth, and the golden color became brighter and brighter.
I could see my reflection in the gold.
A thin and weak girl with dark hair tied behind her head, her eyes cast downward, her face pale and bloodless.
I was wearing a simple white robe that was loose on my body.
It was a bit long, so I had to hold it up with one hand when I walked to prevent myself from tripping over it.
As I wiped, the door to the sanctuary opened.
Two priests in white robes walked in together.
They were chatting softly and didn't notice me behind the altar. The priest in front was tall and slender, his face handsome but his expression arrogant and cold.
He was followed by a shorter priest who looked a bit older than him.
His face was kinder, but he also looked at me with disdain in his eyes.
"Tomorrow is the ceremony to welcome the new sacred object. The high priest will personally lead the ceremony," said the shorter priest.
The tall priest nodded slightly and said, "Yes, I heard that this sacred object is extraordinary. It has been passed down for thousands of years."
The shorter priest smiled and said, "That's right. It's said that as long as you have this sacred object, you'll be blessed by God."
The tall priest sneered.
"That shadow girl should be grateful we even let her touch sacred objects. Filthy blood."
I gripped the cloth tightly in my hand, my knuckles turning white.
My heart felt like it had been stabbed with a knife.
I knew they were talking about me, but I didn't say anything.
I just continued to polish the altar quietly. The two priests seemed to have noticed something and stopped talking.
They looked around suspiciously but didn't see me hiding behind the altar.
After a while, they left the sanctuary again.
I let out a long breath and rested my forehead against the cool metal of the altar for a while before continuing to polish it again.
My hands were shaking slightly, but I tried my best to steady them.
As I resumed my work, a soft voice interrupted the silence.
"Li Yao, why do you endure this?" It was Mei, the only other Shadow tribe member in the temple.
I hesitated, then whispered, "Because tomorrow, when the sacred object is revealed, I will finally have my chance to change everything."
I slipped through a side door into the inner sanctum of the temple, my footsteps echoing softly on the marble floors.
The air was heavy with incense, and the flickering candles cast eerie shadows on the walls.
I had to see it before tomorrow's ceremony, to know if all my years of planning had been worth it.
My heart pounded in my chest as I made my way deeper into the temple, careful not to disturb the priests and acolytes who moved silently through the halls.
I knew that if I were caught, I would be punished severely.
But I had to see it for myself.
I turned a corner and found myself in a grand chamber filled with towering pillars and intricate carvings.
The ceiling disappeared into darkness, and the air was thick with the scent of old books and dust.
I moved cautiously between the pillars, my eyes scanning the room for any sign of movement. Suddenly, I caught a flash of white out of the corner of my eye.
Someone else was here.
I ducked behind a pillar, holding my breath as I watched a figure move across the room.
It was one of the priests, his white robes billowing behind him like a ghostly cloud.
He moved quickly and purposefully, his head bowed in concentration.
As he approached another pillar, he spoke in hushed tones to someone else.
I strained to hear what he was saying, but his words were lost in the echoes of the chamber.
The other figure stepped forward, and I saw that it was an elder priest, his face lined with age and wisdom.
He listened intently to what the younger priest was saying, his eyes narrowing as he considered his words. "You are certain?" he asked finally, his voice low and gravelly.
The younger priest nodded eagerly.
"Yes, Elder. I have seen it with my own eyes."
The elder priest nodded thoughtfully, then turned to leave.
As he walked away, I realized that they were heading straight for me.
I pressed myself against the pillar, holding my breath as they passed by mere inches from me.
Their footsteps echoed through the chamber, growing fainter and fainter until they were gone.
I let out a shaky breath and stepped out from behind the pillar just as a loud rumbling sound filled the room.
The massive bronze gate at the far end of the chamber was slowly swinging closed, blocking off my only exit. I sprinted towards it without hesitation, desperate to escape before it sealed shut completely.
As the gate creaked ominously, a voice called out from behind me, "Li Yao, wait!"
I turned to see Mei standing there, her eyes wide with urgency.
"There's another way out," she whispered, glancing nervously at the shadows, "but you have to trust me."
I crept after Mei's shadowy form as she led me down a narrow servants' corridor I'd never seen before.
The passage grew darker and damper, with only thin streams of light filtering through cracks in the stone walls.
My white robes caught on rough edges as we descended worn steps.
The musty air filled my lungs while my fingers traced the cold wall for balance.
Ahead, Mei moved with practiced ease, as if she'd used this route many times.
When we reached a small wooden door, she pressed her finger to her lips before carefully easing it open.
Through the gap, I glimpsed the temple gardens, now bathed in early evening shadows.
Through the door's narrow opening, I spotted movement in the garden - priests walking between the flower beds with lanterns.
Mei pulled me back into the passage, pressing us against the damp wall.
My heart pounded in my chest as footsteps approached from both directions.
The walls seemed to close in, and the air grew thicker.
A deep rumble vibrated through the stone beneath our feet.
The passage trembled, and ancient dust rained down.
Mei's face drained of color as she stared past me.
The rumbling grew stronger, and I slowly turned around.
"Li Yao," Mei whispered urgently, "the sacred object isn't what you think it is."
"What do you mean?" I asked, my voice barely audible over the growing noise.
"It's not a blessing; it's a curse," she replied, her eyes wide with fear.
I studied the garden patrol patterns through the door's crack while Mei kept whispering about danger.
When the rumbling subsided and the priests moved away, I noticed a glint of gold through a high window - the sacred object's temporary storage room.
My fingers traced the rough wall, finding old handholds left by previous shadow servants.
Despite Mei tugging at my sleeve, I began climbing the weathered stone.
The rotting wood frame creaked as I pushed the window open.
Below, Mei's desperate gestures meant nothing to me now.
"Li Yao, please, you don't understand the power you're about to unleash," Mei pleaded, her voice trembling.
"I have to see it for myself, Mei," I replied, determination hardening my resolve.
"If you do this, there's no turning back," she warned, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and sorrow.