《A Tale of Two Worlds》


 A Tale of Two Worlds: Prologue

    A Tale of Two Worlds


    Nascent


    For  M o o n  F  i e l


    Prologue


    ¡°GUAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRGGGHHHHHHH¡­.¡±


    It was the scream of Mariz Enfolic, the Queen of Osniton. But now, she¡¯s just a naked woman being sawed in half from her genitals by two men. They were big men who wore black veils to hide their faces and leather pants. As for their top, they were naked. On their chests were tatoos. Emblems of dragons embedded with red ink.


    It was the public execution of the remnants of the Royal family, The Enfolics, who once ruled the Kingdom of Osniton were taking place. Behind her were two other men wearing the same black veils. They were holding Kind Ezmond. A lot of people gathered to watch the show in the middle of the plaza. Not because they wanted to. But due to the reason that they are supposed to.


    The sun has yet to rise when the siege happened. The cold wind coming from Moonspear, the land of where the cold never dies, signalling the end of fall. The wolves of Moonspear howled. One after another. And then in chorus.


    Instead of vegetables from Renos, a group of bandits were the ones inside the caravans and slaughtered the knights of Osniton. It was unexpected due to the peace that King Ezmond Enfolic made. Knights were killed without them knowing. And it was too late when the castle was invaded by the swords of an unknown rebellious party. Blood filled the city. Men of low birth were flogged until they died. Women were raped until they died. And children were captured. Boys are to be trained at arms and become one of them someday. Girls were to be ripened until they turn thirteen to be fucked to death and if their masters would find them useful, they might live their lives as slaves. However, those who are of noble birth were given the chance to live. For the reason that once the siege was over, they¡¯ll be turned to slaves. Somewhat, this unknown group was ¡­.just. Or maybe it was their way of torturing them. Perhaps, it was mercy that they killed those of low birth and a mockery to those of high birth to be slaves for life. Whatever the reason, no one knew.


    After the saw reached the Queen¡¯s stomach, blood flowed from there to her face making her unable to faint. Her screams and the sound of the saw ripping her flesh and entrails were the only thing that could be heard. Silence and fear filled the crowd. But one of its audience is different. Her name is Eliza Marie Enfolic. The only thing that she felt was anger. Not to the ones who killed the people of their city. Not to the ones who is sawing her mother in half. But to herself. She can¡¯t do anything to stop this dreadful act. Eliza wanted to draw her sword and cut those men in half but she doesn¡¯t have the power do to so. Due to numbers. Unlike in the books that she read, a single hero could cut a whole army of thieves, nevertheless, reality is cruel.


    Eliza was a princess. The only girl of the Enfolics¡¯ Royal family. Her eldest brother Ermond was killed with an arrow on his back after he killed fifty or more rebels. Sad to say that this heroic act won¡¯t be written in a history book. The second eldest son of Ezmond, Gormond was killed before he could even slice an enemy with his bastard sword. Since all he knew was to look at his priced sword and doesn¡¯t know how to swing it properly.


    She was clad in a priestess¡¯ cloak and had her hood up so that no one would notice her light blue hair and deep green eyes. Those were the marks of an Enfolic. They''re hair were burned by ice and eyes green as emerald. Inside her dark cloak was her bronze armor, a bastard sword and a dagger.


    Maesters, priestesses, squires and slaves weren¡¯t killed because this group have use for them in temples and she was smart enough to know it. Which is why she grabbed the nearest priestess that she could find and tore her throat before the she could even scream for help. Maesters and priestesses had no age requirement. As long as the Head Maester tested them on various tasks and found them very useful, the Head Maester would easily accept them despite their age. Though she only knew one of the young Maesters and heard of two young priestesses which is on her same age. Which is why, despite of the height of her companion, which is, a ten year-old girl, they are doing fine.


    When the saw reached Queen Mariz¡¯ chest, she heard that her mother¡¯s scream faded. Her deep green eyes turned red as she vomited a lot of blood before she closed her eyes.


    Eliza touched the hilt of Blood Edge, the sword that his brother Gozmund loved and sharpened every day. Blood Edge was made of a Flame Dragon''s crystal and Dragon Steel. So everytime Gozmund would let the sun shine through it, it''s blood red light would shone on it''s purple blade. She remembered how her brother would often show it to her. Telling her how rare Dragon Crystals were. "They came from dragons. They would never break. And not all sword smiths could forge dragon fragments." She remembered her brother smiling. "Because you can''t get your hands on dragon fragments. They''re long dead!" Next to it was Spring Blade, Ermond¡¯s gift to her on her last birthday. The blade was made of Witch''s Bone. From the long dead race of witches. They say that even when they''re dead, they''re still alive if they were made as weapons. Her little friend wasn''t amused by that story. Since she herself was a witch.


    Little as she was, she could see anything. But she could feel Eliza''s anger. She tugged the sleeve of ther friend''s cloak. ¡°You may be skilled more than Ermond at swordplay, Milady,¡± Gretzel the Witch said who is hidden in the same priestess clothing. ¡°..but you can¡¯t kill more than fifty thousand men at once. You could kill a hundred alone, that I know¡­¡± her face was filled with worry. ¡°...however, you cannot kill ten men who charges at you at once.¡±


    The princess held the hilt tightly. She wanted to throw her cloak and slash those rebels who sieged them. Their peaceful city that her father built. She wanted to cut their bellies, hack their guts out and tear their heads apart. But she doesn¡¯t have the power to do so. She wanted to cry. Tears were almost in her eyes. She wiped them immediately before they even fall. I am strong. She told herself. I need to be stronger. Or else, how could I avenge them?


    And then, her mother let out her final breath. At last, she died. She almost said. Eliza did not know what to feel by then. Did she wanted to save her mother? Or did she want her mother to die easily? She wanted to know. But in the end, she didn¡¯t.


    Even though Queen Mariz already died, the rebels continued to saw her corpse until they finally saw her in half. They did not even gave her the chance to speak her final words before she was hanged upside down. But if she was given a chance, she would probably say nothing. Somehow, before Queen Mariz was roped upside down, she didn¡¯t gave a hint of being afraid. She knew. Eliza thought. She accepted death. She knew that no one will save her. I should¡¯ve saved her... I should¡¯ve died with her.


    Then the rebels threw the Queen¡¯s corpse from the plaza¡¯s stage to the ground where the crowd was. The people immediately stepped back. Blood splattered to the ground along with her insides.


    Eliza remembered the time when her mother was on the same stage. She was giving people of low birth milled rice that would save them through winter. She was a young girl back then. ¡°Giving people what they lack is a Queen¡¯s duty.¡± She almost heard her mother say as she reminisced. ¡°Do it not because it is your duty as a queen. Or else, God will punish you.¡± My mother was just. Why did God let this happen to her? To us?


    A moment later, they brought King Ezmond who is still in his armor. He was is still in his prime and still great on battles with his war axe. He killed tons of rebels this day. Many than he could count. More than the day that he freed the city of Osniton from its unjust rulers, the Ceztins. He could have killed more, or rather, killed them all. He was a veteran when it comes to war. His history filled more than seven thick history books. From his acts of chivalry to his conquest of freeing the nine cities and giving peace in their lands, he was the greatest man that this world ever known. But he gave up when he saw that they have his wife, his beloved Mariz. And he just watched her die in front of him, without saying a single word.


    King Ezmond just followed the two men. They stripped him naked and then he was hanged like his wife.


    Before, the plaza was a place of festivities. Where dancers with their colorful clothes danced for their King and Queen and its royal family. Where singers sang praise of how brave King Ezmond was or how beautiful Queen Mariz is. Now, it was just a place of murder. I couldn¡¯t recognize this place anymore.


    A squire came running with a war axe in hand. A fifteen year-old lad. He couldn¡¯t even carry the axe properly due to its weight. At one glance, he is a useless squire who doesn¡¯t even have the strength to carry weapons properly. That¡¯s because he is indeed useless. Except for his pretty face that any girl would easily fall in-love with. One of the rebels who cut Queen Mariz in half took it from the young squire with light blue hair and green eyes. Norwind Enfolic. Eliza remembered. My father¡¯s own squire and my cousin. My own blood.


    Norwind¡¯s face was filled with fear as the man lifted the double edged war axe.


    ¡°Usurper¡¯s Fury.¡± The witch whispered.


    ¡°My father¡¯s favorite war axe.¡± Eliza agreed.


    Somehow, Eliza remembered on one of the books that she had read. A prophecy. Where a prince would come to save the day with his one-handed sword and rides a huge fire breathing dragon. Then, he would have his dragon blow fire upon his enemies and slash those who tried to jump upon him. She wished for it. Eliza hoped that a prince would come from another world and save the city that she loved and her father who lost all of his hope. But she knew that those were just words that someone wrote on a piece of paper. Eliza knew that it wasn¡¯t real. There¡¯s no prince, no dragons and no hope.


    And within a heartbeat, the man swung the axe unto King Ezmond¡¯s body as if he was a log. He screamed as the axe reached his stomach. The King¡¯s blood flowed. I¡¯ll avenge you, Father. The man lifted his axe and then hacked again. He then handed the war axe to Norwind and held both of the King¡¯s legs and then he tore him apart using his hands. The King¡¯s screams were loud. And along with those screams, blood came out with his voice. A few heartbeats passed, the screaming stopped. That was when his body was already torn in half.


    Next came the other family members that mostly she knew only by their faces.


    ¡°Aren¡¯t you going to watch your whole family die?¡± Gretzel almost said it as a joke.


    Eliza just walked away without saying a word.


    ¡°As you command.¡±


    The two walked through the crowd and saw the dead bodies. Men, women and children. Those who were still alive were chained. All of them were from noble families.


    ¡°Crydiel Alswell¡­¡± The blue princess muttered.


    ¡°Want to save her?¡± The little witch whispered.


    ¡°No.¡±


    ¡°Isn¡¯t she your friend?¡± She said in a sarcastic tone.


    ¡°If you call a bitch who is calling her ¡®friend¡¯ a man, due to her excellent sword skills, then she is indeed my friend.¡± Both smiled.


    It was indeed true. Cyrdiel was always making fun of her with her high born friends. Telling her that swords are for boys. They called her Womanly Knight. If it wasn¡¯t for the friendship of her father and Cyrdiel¡¯s, she might have slashed her arms and feet and gave her away to the drunkards on the tavern to be used in whatever way they liked. She hated her. Her father always told her be like Cyrdiel. Be lady-like the way Cyrdiel is. Cyrdiel, Cyrdiel, Cyrdiel. She hates hearing that name. She hates her. Being compared to her. Telling to be like her. It made her think that her father likes Cyrdiel more than her herself. She hated the thought of it. But now, she¡¯ll get that fate. Eliza thought. She¡¯ll be raped, yes. But she will have a long and hard life as a slave. Because no one want¡¯s to kill a young and beautiful slave, right?


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    And thus they fled unto the city using an underground tunnel from a farm that the Ceztin family ran for years. It was an old house with nothing inside except a cabinet. And inside that cabinet was a door. A door to the underground tunnel. The two made sure that no one was following them before they entered. No one did. Who would even want to follow two young priestesses? They walked through the dark tunnel with torches in hand that they took from the cabinet. The tunnel was so long that they almost forgot about the time that passed by. It has a lot of passages.


    The tunnel was dark and moldy. There are moss growing on the walls. Spiders, snakes, rats and cockroaches were the tunnels only occupants. Time after time, whenever Eliza sees a cockroach, she would occasionally draw her dagger from her back and throw it on the creature. Even though the Enfolic princess was skilled with bows and throwing daggers at the enemies, she finds herself missing on the small cockroach. Not because it was dark. She can actually shoot an arrow between the eyes of an enemy, miles away. Even in the darkest nights.


    Eliza picked up her dagger on the ground as the cockroach ran away for its life. The little witch let a soft chuckle. If it wasn¡¯t for the trained ears of Eliza, she wouldn¡¯t even hear it.


    ¡°I-It¡¯s just¡­ dark.¡± Eliza said.


    ¡°As you say, princess.¡± Gretzel smiled.


    The two continued to walk the dark path. The fires in their torches were the only warmth that they had for winter is almost smiling upon Osniton. At times, even the white witch sneezes. That was the time where Eliza would laugh back at her for laughing a while ago.


    ¡°Do you think the Daniqs are behind all of this?¡± Eliza asked. ¡°Ser Unker Daniq has always been my father¡¯s rival. Even when it comes to my mother¡¯s heart¡­¡± She recalled.


    The little witch sneezed before she answered. ¡°No.¡± She rubbed her small nose with her small hands. ¡°They are your father¡¯s sworn brothers. They won¡¯t do such treachery.¡±


    ¡°Where were they when their swords were needed?¡± Eliza said as she wanted to shed her tears.


    ¡°Have you sent words through falcons to them?¡±


    ¡°No¡­.¡± The princess hid her face with her hood.


    ¡°And even if you did, it¡¯ll be too late before the word arrives.¡±


    ¡°Should we go to them? Ask for a thousand men and kill those men?¡±


    ¡°The Daniqs are loyal to your father. Not to you.¡± The witch frowned at her.


    Eliza thought about the families that could help them. ¡°What abou-¡°


    ¡°Lyrden, Ernol, Wylvin¡­¡± the witch said as if it was an incantation. ¡°Those four strongest families owes King Ezmond.  And if his head is no longer on his body, they will march for Osniton for sure.¡± That made Eliza smile. ¡°However¡­¡± The princess¡¯ smile left her quickly. ¡°...it will not be for the reason that you would like.¡±


    Gretzel continued as she continued to lead the way to the never ending tunnel. ¡°Your father was the strongest warrior that this world ever known. That is for sure. No one would even dare to siege Osniton while he is alive. Now that he¡¯s dead, the control for the Nine Cities is up for grabs. And do you think that they¡¯ll care for a little princess like you who¡¯s in their way?¡±


    Eliza did not say a single word. Humans are disgusting creatures. She thought. After what my father did¡­ to the Nine Cities¡­ She¡¯s almost on the verge of sobbing. Even though she is one of the strongest at swordplay and could also beat a full-grown knighted man on a one-on-one duel, she¡¯s still a little girl. I can¡¯t be weak on a time like this.


    The Ceztin¡¯s tunnel was the best escape route that someone ever built.  Her father told her that he had a hard time killing the Ceztin¡¯s. But after a full moon or two, Ezmond heard that someone killed the runaway prince of the Ceztin¡¯s on a whore house on the nearby town taking pleasure on a young woman. It was a sellsword who gave his head to the king. And he knew that it was the prince of Ceztin because Ezmond arranged agreements with them. Ezmond remembered their faces. All of them. And thus, the sellsword was granted with knighthood and tons of gold. But soon enough, he got too fat to carry a sword and forgotten that he was a knight. That¡¯s why they called him ¡®The Fat Knight¡¯. Eliza remembered it all. Since his father would always drink his wine and call her to tell her his stories after he was done with his hunting every fourth day after the full moon.


    Nobody used that tunnel except the Ceztins. King Ezmond did not dare to enter it because he was wise enough to think that such place will be filled with various traps. And soon it was forgotten.


    They stopped walking on a dead end.


    ¡°You told me you knew the way.¡± Eliza said as she almost stick the torch in her hand to Gretzel¡¯s back and burn her alive. But she know that it would be worthless since the witch was immortal.


    ¡°I do know.¡± The witch smiled as she twisted the door knob of a hidden door above her head.


    This made the princess turn red. She did not speak.


    The witch jumped and pulled a ladder. ¡°Climb up, Milady.¡±


    Eliza wanted to know how the witch knew her ways on an unfamiliar place. All those time after she saved this ten year old girl, she never saw her cast flames or turn water into ice like she have read in the books on the castle¡¯s huge library. But she felt like the ten year-old witch knew everything that she has to know. Eliza also saw the witch being stabbed by a sword when the Gretzel saved her from a cut throat when she was walking with her on her last stroll over town to buy new books to read. Gretzel protected Eliza. She was stabbed yet she did not scream. She haven¡¯t felt anything. Instead, the culprit had his head twisted without anyone touching him when Gretzel muttered unfamiliar words. Words that Eliza could not comprehend. Words of the Witches, Gretzel called them. And then, her wounds healed.


    The ladder lead her up to an old house. It was a simple wooden house that any low born could own. Simple wooden chairs, a wooden table, a huge hearth, candles and a few chests and barrels. Somewhat, the place made Eliza feel like she was back in the city of Emigrent where they spent two full moons and stayed in a small place like this with her family. It was a place where summer should be spent. It all came back to her, the ocean, forest hunts, and the way she laughed with her family. But those where just memories now.


    ¡°It has been two years since I met you.¡± Eliza said as she removed her cloak and hung them on a chair revealing her long light blue hair and green eyes. She placed her brother¡¯s beloved sword on the table. There, a candle that Gretzel lighted sat. Eliza kept Spring Blade on her back. The witch closed the curtains because she knows that a single light of a fire could summon a thousand eyes. Even swords.


    Even though Eliza was wearing a light leather armor dyed with blue and hints of bronze plates, a pair of light copper boots to help her jump with ease and kick enemies with a knock out power, bronze armbands to protect her arms from swords matched with brown leather gloves, she still looked more beautiful than a woman in a dress. Perhaps she is the most beautiful girl that this world has ever known. She had the hair, eyes and the skills of her father and the beauty of her mother. She had a slender body that any man would want to have on their bed but her strength could bring any man to tears with her sword.


    ¡°It is.¡± The witch did the same and took off her cloak and hung it on a hook on the door. Her short hair was white, like the books said about witches. Grey eyes and skin as white as snow. Even paler than an Enfolic. She is wearing a simple black gown. Her looks tells her that she is an ordinary ten year-old girl. But her white hair is screaming ¡®witch¡¯ in every strand of it. She was the last of her kind. Or rather, the only known to the world so far. Around others she turns it to any color that she wanted. Black, red, blonde, brown. Even light blue.


    ¡°Would you mind lighting a fire? And also fetch me a glass of water and a piece of bread.¡± Eliza said.


    ¡°As you say.¡± The witch said with her smile that could warm anyone¡¯s heart. Gretzel thought that the smoke of the chimney would call the attention of their followers. She knew. But she still followed.


    The witch opened a chest near the hearth and took branches from it and placed it on the fireplace. Eliza watched her. Gretzel did not mind the piercing glare of Eliza. She took a small amount of gas from a bottle on the same chest and pour a bit of it on the branches, and lighted it with another candle.


    ¡°Why didn¡¯t you use your magic?¡± Eliza asked.


    ¡°Does Milady wanted to see me draw flames from the wind?¡± Gretzel smiled a gentle smile.


    ¡°Don¡¯t answer my question with another one.¡±


    ¡°I beg for your forgiveness.¡± Gretzel bowed slightly. ¡°May I speak my heart out, Milady?¡±


    ¡°You are no slave. You may do what you want or say what you want. You are my friend.¡± Eliza smiled. ¡°Go ahead. I want to know.¡±


    Gretzel took a loaf of bread from another chest and a block of cheese. From its looks, it was placed just this morning. After placing it on the table, she took a wooden pitcher and fetched water on a barrel. Perhaps Eliza¡¯s father always had this place well stocked just in case such a thing would happen.


    ¡°Because I can make fire without using my incantations.¡± She smiled.


    After a short silence, the two laughed at the same time. For a moment there, Eliza forgot that Ermond died from an arrow behind his back, Gormond was killed like a dog, her mother was sawed in half and her father was hacked like a log. The little witch did her best to remember the fun times that the two of them had and made the princess remember it all. The two of them laughed aloud. They were on their own world. A world where only the two of them existed. Only their happy memories happened. But sooner they had to face the real world. And the time was now.


    ¡°A group of rebels.¡± Gretzel said.


    Eliza grabbed her brother¡¯s sword and placed it on her hip. ¡°How close are they?¡±


    ¡°Enough for us to escape.¡± The little witch sprung from her chair and donned her cloak. But Eliza doesn¡¯t want to escape. Gretzel knew at once.


    ¡°You can¡¯t take all of them.¡±


    ¡°You mean to escape. But where?¡±


    ¡°Milady, do you remember the book Another World: Explorations of Worlds?¡±


    Eliza tried hard to remember. ¡°That book by¡­ Emit was it? Why?¡±


    Gretzel took Eliza by the arm and ran towards the door. Eliza did not ask why they are running. Because most of the times, it was Gretzel who saves her.


    Outside the small house were the trees. Faerie Woods. Eliza thought. I¡¯ve read that this forest connects to other worlds. That those who were lost here didn¡¯t came back. But Eliza never believed such tales. Even when her father once told her that a whole army of his enemies got lost into the woods and they never found them. Even their dead bodies.


    Each tree was huge and nothing was lighting their way but the light of the former world that their ancestors used to lived, The Forgotten World, the maesters called. It was written in a very old book. Which is why she only read a copy of it. A world where almost all humans was eradicated due to a plaque that turns its victims to savage creatures. Deforming every part of the body until they could not be recognized anymore. May it be a human or an animal, they would eat anything alive. Until the witch called Lorice saved them and had her believers warped into the world that they are now. Thear. But the Goddess Lorice wasn¡¯t with them when they arrived on Thear. Some says that she died on the process. Others said that she stayed on the Forgotten World. No one knew what really happened. Or even if the book was telling the truth.


    She stared at the huge planet as they were running. Since Eliza read the book, she was always fascinated of what kind of world it¡¯s like. How the air feels like. But she knew that all she could do was stare at it. Next to the huge planet was the small moon. And next to it were the countless stars. The witch stopped on a huge tree. She let go of Eliza¡¯s hand.


    ¡°Why did we stop?¡± Eliza asked. Her light blue hair and green eyes were shining by the light of the moon and the Forgotten World.


    ¡°Because I will take you to another world.¡± The small witch said.

 Chapter One

    Chapter One: The Lonely Wolf and the Wounded Cosplayer


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    ¡°The truth is¡­.¡± Mamiko brushed her hair as the cold wind blew upon us. ¡°...I¡¯ve always loved you¡­¡±


    Another gust of wind passed. The leaves of the tree that were shading us from the light of the orange sunset was the only thing that could be heard. After the breeze passed, the only thing that I could hear was my heartbeat. The students who were on their way home kept on staring at us as if we were in the middle of a shooting of a cheesy movie with a low budget. But it didn¡¯t matter because it felt like we were on our own world.


    Did the time stopped? I had to ask myself. But such things doesn¡¯t happen in real life.


    I¡¯ve known Mamiko since we were kids. We were childhood friends. And now that we¡¯re just a month away from graduating, what did I felt? All these years that I¡¯ve spent with her? Was that of a friend? Or that of a sister?


    Mamiko then stared at me with her small brown eyes with tears almost falling. Her long ponytailed hair swayed by the wind.


    What should I say to her?


    And then, the choices flashed on screen of my laptop.


    A: Tell her ¡°I love you too¡±.


    B: Run without looking back.


    C: Run and look back for a second.


    D: Take the knife she¡¯s hiding behind her and stab her with it.


    ¡±What the¡­?¡± He suddenly muttered. The fuck is wrong with this game? Run? A girl just confessed to you, and you¡¯ll just run? Run and look back for a second? It¡¯s just the same thing as B. And D? Does she even have a knife? He thought.


    Oh well¡­ He scratched his head as if there were tons of dandruff on his hair and chose A. It has to be A¡­.


    He clicked A.


    ¡±I¡¯m happy¡­ I really am.¡± Mamiko said as she smiled with tears flowing from her eyes.


    Awwww¡­. I finally conquered her now... Mamiko-chan. You¡¯re mine now. Guhe guhe guhe guhe.....


    ¡±But I don¡¯t want other girls to have you. So I¡¯ll have to kill you.¡±


    ¡°EHHHHHHH???¡± He shouted. Now his face is like that of someone who just drank a jar of vinegar.


    ¡°You¡¯re mine now¡­ forever¡­¡­¡±


    Then, stabbing sound effects was heard with Mamiko¡¯s pretty face turned into a creepy smile. And with that, the words ¡°Bad End¡± were written on the screen with blood.


    ¡°¡­¡­.¡± That made him speechless. In fact, he made the same face on the day his father was being buried in the cemetery. I¡¯m sure I made the right choice! What kind of crappy game is this? He pressed ¡®enter¡¯ and it returned him to the title screen. High School Love and Murder 3. I totally forgot about the ¡®murder¡¯ part. But why on Earth would someone who¡¯s still sane would put ¡®murder¡¯ on a dating simulation game?


    This game sucks¡­ He thought. But at least in games, I can make girls fall in-love with me¡­ He pressed alt+f4. I¡¯m not touching that game again. He decided as he removed his headphones and placed it on top of his keyboard. He looked at the time on his desktop. 11:11PM. Crap. That explains why I feel so sleepy. He reached for his phone. Not because he has someone to text. It¡¯s kind of sad, the reality that he is facing. People talks, calls and sends him messages when people need him. His phone doesn¡¯t have any use except for games and music. And internet¡­ and¡­. you know¡­ videos¡­


    ¡®You have 34 missed calls from Claire Svartsevich.¡¯


    Oh my¡­..¡ä His phone vibrated and now the screen shows ¡®Claire Svartsevich is Calling.¡¯. I must answer¡­ His hands was shaking when he pressed the answer button.


    ¡°Hello¡­?¡± He said as he tried to pull his guts together.


    ¡°Albert. Tomorrow. Spaghetti.¡±


    And then she hung up.


    As always, she¡¯s asking him to cook for her at the club again. Claire just texts and calls him whenever she needs something. That¡¯s what friends are for. He thought.


    Forgetting that it was already December, he did not put his jacket on. He just went out on this cold weather. In the Philippines, twenty degrees is already considered as ¡®cold¡¯. Since it is indeed a tropical country. ¡±Winter is coming.¡± He said as he felt the wind brush on his cheeks. It gave him a chill on his spine as he walked on the streets of Panghulo. It was dark and filled with swagg breezy boys and girls smoking cigarettes as if they were the coolest shit in town. And most of them are younger than Albert. He just went pass them. Albert continued his walk. He saw Christmas decors on houses. Lights flickering on and off with various colors. It makes him think that everyone is spending their time with their families and stuff. He actually envy them. They get a chance to spend it with their loved ones and him on the other hand, sleeps all through it. Just like New Year¡­ and Valentine¡¯s Day.


    Royal Road is the home of this novel. Visit there to read the original and support the author.                Every year was the same. Since his dad died. That was about three years ago. He got all the money he¡¯ll ever need since his dad gave him all his money that his father saved and his mother got the company. And then, her mother remarried. Told him to scram off their house, and live on an apartment and start to live alone. So he did. He learned money could buy everything. But¡­ family is something that money could never buy. And thus, he reached his destination. The supermarket.


    After getting what he need he roamed back to his house on the same route. Although, something is different now.


    ¡°Get your hands of off me.¡± It was a girl with long light blue hair. And she¡¯s wearing an armor. A cosplayer, perhaps? Albert thought.


    ¡°Why? Are you going to hurt me or something?¡± The hip-hop swagger filth said as he held her hair and smelled it.


    ¡°Bro, careful with that chick.¡± Another hip-hop swagger filth who¡¯s wearing this huge blanket-like shirt said. ¡°She¡¯ll stab you with her Sanpakto!¡± He¡¯s probably referring to that huge sword behind her back. Then, both of them roared with their stupid laughter.


    As he continued to walked, he realized that the girl¡¯s stomach is bleeding. Is it part of her cosplay?


    ¡°Ugh¡­¡± The girl with the light blue hair said as the guy pulled her hair. ¡°L-Let me go¡­¡±


    ¡°Or what?¡± The guy with the blanket shirt said.


    ¡°I¡¯ll slash your head off and feed it to the dogs if it wasn¡¯t for that arrow earlier¡­¡±


    ¡°HAAAAAAH??? YOU BITCH TALKING ALL BIG HAA?¡±


    He decided to help this cosplayer girl.


    ¡°Hey¡­ dude¡­ stop¡­¡± The blanket guy said as he saw Albert walking towards them.


    He knows who I am. Good.


    ¡±Stop what? Don¡¯t ya want to have a good fucking tonight? This girl will be a good fucking machine.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m outta here, dude.¡± He ran off.


    He still doesn¡¯t see Albert coming towards him he just continued to pull the cosplayer girls hair. I hate violence against women. Albert thought. And now he¡¯s about to grope her breasts. Before his hands feel her chest, or her breastplate, his face met Albert¡¯s right fist first. He stumbled over from the impact. Albert suddenly remembered the times when he was a one man gang pulverizing machine. When he used to beat those thugs on his school. Those thugs who used to bully his crush.


    ¡°W-W-W-What!?¡± He said as he is finding his strength to stand up. Blood was flowing from his mouth to his chin. He wiped it with his hand and stood up.


    ¡°Don¡¯t bother this girl again.¡± Wow! I¡¯m so fucking cool!!


    ¡°T-T-The Lone Wolf¡­!¡± People still call me that? ¡±I¡¯m sorry... Okay... I won¡¯t bother her again¡­.¡± He then ran as fast as he can. That¡¯s when he turned around to gaze at the cosplayer.


    Albert the Lone Wolf. More like The Lonely Wolf. He thought.


    He was called that because he used to be a one man gang. He beats up gangs on his own without anyone on his back. He beats them up one by one without them knowing. And before they even knew, it¡¯s already too late. Though his reason to fight no longer exist.


    Albert studied her closely this time. The girl had long pale blue hair with green eyes and red lips and reddish cheeks. Her skin is white and stands about Albert¡¯s shoulder. She wears this armor just like Erza¡¯s normal armor but somehow, different in many ways. Also, her stomach is bleeding.


    ¡°Are you fine?¡± He had asked.


    ¡°Besides from the bleeding that I got from the arrow that pierced my stomach,¡± She looked at her stomach. Then looked at Albert with this ¡®Have you drank some milk tea this morning?¡¯ look and said ¡°I¡¯m fine.¡± She then showed her stomach. It was indeed bleeding. He could see blood still gushing from her stomach.


    He instantly took his handkerchief in his pocket and placed it on her wound to stop the bleeding. This made her utter a weird sound that somehow turned Albert on.


    ¡°We should go to a hospital.¡±


    ¡°A¡­. hospital?¡± She looks confused.


    ¡°A place where you take sick people to be taken care of.¡±


    ¡°Oh¡­ I see. Don¡¯t worry. This would be healed tomorrow.¡± She smiled.


    ¡°Okay¡­.¡± She¡¯s weird¡­ maybe she hit her head a while ago¡­. And arrow? She was shot by an arrow? That made it even weirder¡­ ¡°Where do you live? I¡¯ll take you there.¡±


    ¡°You can¡¯t¡­. I¡­ ran away from home¡­¡±


    While wearing that costume?


    ¡°What¡¯s your plan then? I¡¯ll take you to your relative¡¯s house if you want?¡±


    ¡°They¡¯re all dead. Except for my cousin.¡± She then frowned. ¡°But he¡¯ll be dead too.¡±


    Crap¡­ I just stepped on a landmine¡­¡­ how am I supposed to leave that topic? And how did they die? Kinda made me wonder¡­


    ¡°What are you planning to do then?


    ¡°Take me to your house.¡±


    Somehow, he already imagined the cosplayer wearing his long sleeved shirt as she blushed. "Damn." He said as he clenched his face. A perverted smile was seen on his face.

 Chapter Two: Milly

    Chapter Two: Milly


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    Chapter Two: Milly


    It was a cold morning when Emily reached Polo National High School. She walked in the sea of students wearing their uniforms telling her ¡®Good morning¡¯. The uniform for the girls were a white shirt with a red checkered necktie and knee level skirt with the same pattern. And a white shirt and black pants for the guys. She just smiled at them since it was indeed expected of her. She finds it irritating at times. But she thought that it is better than ending up being all alone.


    Writing and singing songs at her age, she became a nationwide idol. But somehow, people find her studying on a public high school instead of a prestigious private one. Every guy loves her and every girl wants to be her. But they don¡¯t know that there¡¯s this one guy that doesn¡¯t fall for her charms. Well, not anymore.


    Most of her fans doesn¡¯t care if she¡¯s good at singing or what. Most of them just liked her by her looks. Which made her sad. Some liked her for her songs itself, but, those fans were only a few. They only liked me because I¡¯m pretty¡­ She thought. Maybe if I were ugly, they wouldn¡¯t care a bit about me¡­ unlike Albert back then...


    She had short black hair and dark chocolate like eyes. She¡¯s as tall as Albert and had a slender figure that guys liked. Her skin was fair like honey that guys would die just to have a taste of it. However, they¡¯d just die without even licking it. Emily entered her classroom and as usual, she found Albert staring at the swaying trees. She sneaked on his back like a cat about to attack it''s prey and pulled Albert¡¯s left earphone and plugged it to hers.


    ¡°Milly..?¡± Albert was startled. His eyes widened and stared at Milly.


    Milly was her nickname. She said that somehow, it sounded like one of her favorite bands, Mili. And thus, she was called Milly.


    Milly smiled at him. ¡°So... you are still listening to my songs.¡± Just admit it already that you still like me. ¡°I just released my new album so please don¡¯t download the pirated ones.¡±


    ¡°I had my phone on shuffle and it played accidentally. This version of your ¡®Chocological¡¯ is easy to sleep to.¡± Albert said as he stared outside the window again. ¡°I buy your CD¡¯s though. I wish I could at least have you sign them.¡±


    ¡°Easy to slee-¡° Suddenly her smile turned like that of someone just told her to pause an online game. ¡°Is it that bad?¡± She scowled.


    ¡°No, no, you dumbass.¡± He poked Milly¡¯s cheek. ¡°It¡¯s like¡­. I imagine you singing it to me as a lullaby before I go to sleep.¡± He smiled.


    Milly fixed her bangs. ¡°Really? So you imagine that I¡¯m with you before you go to sleep? That¡¯s lewd.¡± She grinned.


    Albert looked at her face and then looked outside as he let out a huge sigh.


    ¡°What?!¡± Milly then poked Albert¡¯s stomach, which is, his weak point.


    ¡°Stop¡­.!¡± He said as he laughed uncontrollably. ¡°RAAAAAAPPPPEEEE!!!¡±


    ¡°Rape? Who¡¯d want to rape you?¡± Except for me, that is. Then she realized that she had other competitors. Oh, yeah¡­ his older step sister¡­ and Alexandria¡­ shit¡­


    Albert let out a huge yawn. ¡°Patricia and Alexandria.¡± He smiled.


    ¡°Yeah. I did thought of them.¡± I want to rape you too, you know. ¡°Anyways, does my voice sound that angelic to you? That it automatically sends you to sleep? It¡¯s just the beginning of the day and you¡¯re already this sleepy.¡± Milly smiled.


    ¡±Not really. I just¡­ did things¡­ last night.¡±


    Milly then examined Albert¡¯s face.


    ¡°Eye bags?? You pulled an all-nighter for a game, have you?¡±


    ¡°Uh¡­ no¡­ it¡¯s a¡­ uhmmm¡­¡±


    Milly knew Albert enough to know when he¡¯s lying or not.


    ¡°Then tell me?¡±


    ¡°Look.¡± He took a deep breath and then explained. ¡°My cousin ran away from home. And her reason was¡­. She did not tell me.¡±


    Milly knew that he was lying. Who could that fucking girl be? His girlfriend? I want to murder her right now.


    She let out a sigh and said ¡°I see. So she ran away in the middle of the night?¡±


    ¡°Uhhh¡­ yeah¡­. But I do need your help.¡±


    ¡°Help? For what?¡±


    ¡°She did not bring clothes with her.¡±


    It was after school when Milly told everything to their President.


    ¡°She did not bring clothes with her?¡± Alexandria said with her loud high pitched voice. ¡°What? Did commuted all the way from her house to yours, naked? Is she some sort of exhibitionist?¡±


    Alexandria Svartsevich. A fourth year student in the same school that Milly and Albert attends, the President of the Gaming Club and also the Guild Master of The Brotherhood of the Crows. Has long blonde hair with blue eyes. She is also tall for her age. Or maybe it¡¯s because of her Russian blood that made her that tall. People adored her due to her looks and she is also promising when it comes to academics and sports. She¡¯s the perfect girl that any guy would desire as long as she shuts up her filthy mouth.


    Alexandria slammed her cellphone as she stood from her desk. ¡°I want to meet her.¡± She said as her crystal blue eyes sparkled.


    Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon.¡°She¡¯s not a pervert.¡± Albert said with a sigh. He¡¯s still not used to Alexandria¡¯s antics. Maybe, never will.


    ¡°Spaghetti.¡± Claire demanded.


    Claire gawked at Albert from the sofa that she¡¯s sitting while holding the book that she¡¯s reading. The book cover reads: Tales of the Forgotten World.


    Claire Svartsevich. She¡¯s Alexandria¡¯s cousin, a second year student. She had short blonde hair and crystal blue eyes. Her eyes were deeper than Alexandria¡¯s. It was like her eyes were the windows to the cold ocean. Unlike her cousin, she is short. She likes to read books, eat spaghetti and stare intently at someone as if she¡¯s trying to make one¡¯s head explode using her psychic powers.


    ¡°Here.¡± Albert produced a small white bag with the logo of a convenience store.


    Claire gladly accepted it. However, her face did not show any sign of happiness in it. But Albert knew that she was glad.


    ¡°Now, cook.¡± Claire demanded. She handed the bag to Albert again.


    ¡°That can wait, heh, heh.¡± Alexandria said with a smile like that of a pervert. It is because, she is one.


    Sheesh, this girl is always up to no good. It¡¯s written in her face. She probably wanted to meet this girl and team up to rape Albert or something. Milly thought.


    ¡°If that is what you want.¡± Albert looked pained as he started to heat a water for the instant spaghetti. ¡°Eliza needs clothes. If you have some¡­.¡± Albert was interrupted by Alexandria.


    ¡°You want us to donate clothes?¡± Alexandria said as she crept towards Albert. Albert backed away from the electric stove. His back slammed to the bookshelves filled with Claire¡¯s books. ¡°Am I right?¡± Her face was near Albert¡¯s that he could smell Alexandria¡¯s cold breath.


    If she kissed him, I¡¯d yank her hair from her head. Every single thread of it.


    ¡°Yeah¡­.¡± Albert answered nervously as he tried to lean away from Alexandria¡¯s tempting eyes.


    ¡°Do you want me¡­¡± Alexandria reached under her skirt from its bottom and revealed her long white legs. Claire took a photo of it with her cellphone. ¡°¡­to take off my clothing down here and give it to you?¡± She smiled as if she knew where the Yamashita Treasure was hidden.


    ¡°Errrr¡­ that¡¯s¡­¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s still warm. I hope your cousin isn¡¯t picky.¡± Alexandria continued to tease Albert with her seductive voice.


    I can¡¯t take this any longer.


    ¡°We shou-¡°. Milly was interrupted by Claire.


    ¡°Let¡¯s just go. I want to eat already.¡± Claire¡¯s eyes were dead serious. ¡°Frost Glare¡± is what people call it.


    Everyone was silenced. Even the ¡°High and Mighty¡± Alexandria.


    In the end, they just went to their houses to fetch for old clothes. First, they went to Milly¡¯s since it was just a five minute walk. And next, they went to the mansion of the Svartsevich¡¯s. The two were suggesting to just buy new clothes for Eliza. But Albert just couldn¡¯t stomach it.


    ¡°By the way.¡± Albert decided to ask. ¡°Where is Matthew?¡±


    ¡°With his girlfriend.¡± Claire said as if it was a pain to answer.


    ¡°Yeah, yeah.¡± Alexandria agreed. ¡°Ever since he and that weird-almost-everyday-and-every-minute-full-charged-girl became a couple, Matthew forgot that he actually has friends.¡± She said with a serious tone as she continued to walk.


    ¡°I think he just wanted to spend time with his girl.¡± Mlly said.


    ¡°It¡¯s been a month since the last time he went to the clubroom and logged-in on ¡®Distergia¡¯. As if being together in school and every fucking day wasn¡¯t enough?¡± Alexandria was pissed off. ¡°They send text messages at night. Sit next to each other at school. Eat lunch together. Spend the weekdays together on dates. They should be studying not flirting. And besides, she¡¯s not the only person in the world. He had us before her. We were there when he was all alone.¡±


    I guess she¡¯s right.  Milly thought to herself.


    ¡°Whew¡­.¡± Alexandria exhaled. ¡°That was something.¡± She giggled. ¡°Anyways, I think that you probably don¡¯t have this ¡®cousin¡¯ that you speak of. You just want to smell our scents from our clothes. Tell the truth and I¡¯ll give you my panties.¡± Alexandria teased as she reached under her skirt again. Claire took another photo with her cellphone.


    This made Albert blush.


    If it¡¯s panties that you want, I can give you mine. Or even my whole body¡­.. Eeeeekkk¡­ what am I thinking? Milly then hid her face.


    ¡°Are you okay, Milly?¡± Albert asked.


    ¡°Yeah, I¡¯m okay.¡± He¡¯s concerned¡­.. Kyaaaaa¡­ I think it is okay to die now.


    ¡°Okay.¡± Albert smiled.


    And thus, the three off them commuted on the way to Albert¡¯s apartment.


    When they got there, there were shoes that Albert find familiar. As they opened the door, they saw someone holding Eliza¡¯s mouth, preventing her to scream.


    Eliza tried to fight back but her harasser was stronger than her since her wound isn¡¯t fully healed yet.


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 Chapter Three: Matthew

    Chapter Three: Matthew


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    Chapter Three: Matthew


    I hate waiting. Matthew thought as he was standing in front of a fast food chain. But if it¡¯s her¡­.. Suddenly, it all came back to him. Just like every time when he was alone. Before eating, watching TV and in every single thing that he does.


    It¡¯s been a month since Keiren confessed to him. Matthew would never forget that moment. It was raining that day. He was just standing on the hallway, staring at the rain and at the students going in and out of their classroom with their umbrella¡¯s while others were just running. That was when Keiren stood next to him.


    ¡°I love you.¡± Keiren said.


    Matthew looked on his side to see who it was. He thought that it was just Alexandria teasing him. But it was his classmate. She was always there in every basketball game he had with his old friend June. He remembered that June liked her so much.


    Instead of her normal sleepy look, it was her embarrassed and reddish face that she wore.


    ¡°Why?¡± He asked.


    ¡°Eh...?" She tried her best to say the right words. "Remember that day when Ma¡¯am Pelaez asked us to find a partner on MAPEH? You know, that drawing thing?¡±


    ¡°She asked us to find a partner to draw.¡± Matthew answered.


    ¡°Righty!!¡± She said with a high pitched voice. ¡°I was your partner then, remember?¡±


    Mathew did not remember but he knew that Keiren would feel bad if he did not. So, he just nodded.


    ¡°You drew an anime version of me. I still have it, look.¡± She took a piece of paper from her bag. ¡°See? That¡¯s your sign down there.¡± It¡¯s not even crumpled.


    That¡¯s when he remembered.


    ¡°I do remember drawing that.¡±


    ¡°I was cute in this drawing... so... I thought that you thought of me as¡­ you know¡­¡± Keiren¡¯s white face turned red. ¡°¡­cute.¡±


    In fact, all of Matthew¡¯s drawings were cute anime girls. Even though she¡¯s not that ¡®cute¡¯ for him, (even though she is one of the famous girls in school due to her looks¡­) he just decided to draw her like that. He just nodded again.


    ¡°So¡­. What do you say¡­?¡± Keiren asked as she stared at her shoes.


    Keiren is actually a very energetic girl. Small squinted eyes that makes her look sleepy despite of her lively character. Long dark hair. Always have a pretty smile on her face. No one ever saw her frown. Not even once. It was actually the first time that she was quiet while with someone.


    Even though Matthew knew what Keiren was talking about, he decided to play dumb. He did not want her to think that he is assuming. ¡°About what?¡± he said.


    ¡°About¡­ my¡­ m-m-my¡­ c-c-c-c-confession¡­¡± Keiren is dying from embarrassment.


    ¡°I don¡¯t know you yet.¡±


    ¡°Then¡­ we¡¯ll get to know each other!¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m boring.¡±


    ¡°No you¡¯re not! You¡¯re awesome!¡±


    Matthew pretended to think for a while. ¡°What do you want me to do?¡± He asked.


    ¡°Be my boyfriend!!¡± Keiren said it too loud that almost every student near them heard of it.


    Keiren¡¯s face flushed. She hid her blushing face with her hands and tried to look at Matthew. Matthew was just staring at her. He himself was embarrassed by what Keiren did. But he just thought that he should play it cool since he is the guy. Like what he have always done. He paused for a while. What does she want?  He thought. At times like these, I should say something romantic, right? But none came to his mind.


    A few seconds had passed and Keiren decided to break the silence since she wanted to hear Matthew¡¯s answer. ¡±Please say something¡­.¡± She was so embarrassed that she is already thinking how much it would cost to have a plastic surgery so that no one would remember what she just did.


    ¡°Okay.¡± Matthew answered.


    And since then, that whole month of November. The two could not be separated. They go to school together, sit next to each other during classes, spends breaks together and go home together. On weekends, they would go on dates. Whenever they were apart, they would just send text messages to each other. Somehow, their relationship were more than lovers already. They depended on each other. Like they are already a part of each other. Kids these days were like that. Having relationships at an early stage and getting pregnant while they¡¯re at it. But Matthew and Keiren were different. Even though the reason that ignited their love was stupid, somehow, it ended as true love. A love that no one could just break. That was what he thought.


    Unauthorized usage: this narrative is on Amazon without the author''s consent. Report any sightings.                Matthew forgets his hardships while he is with Keiren. He was an orphan. He was supposed to be aborted due to the reason that his father ran away from his mother the moment that she told his father that she was pregnant. Then, he was adopted by a young couple who couldn¡¯t have their own son. His father who adopted him loved him like his own son. The same could not be said with his mother. The only reason why his step mom wanted to have a son is to have someone take care of them when they are old. Things were just fine. Until his step father died. That¡¯s when everything started. His step mother told him that he is just adopted. And he owes his life to her. Since then, everything about him changed. He never laughed. He never smiled. He didn¡¯t even know who he was. All he knew back then that he doesn¡¯t own his life.


    ¡®A guy who wants to be loved met a girl who needs someone to love¡¯. That¡¯s what he thought about the two of them. And it meant a lot to him.


    ¡°Hey.¡± Matthew said as he saw Keiren walking in his direction.


    At this point, Keiren should¡¯ve already shouted ¡°Yoowwwww!!!¡± at him. But her facial expression is different from the one that she has.


    ¡°Something wrong?¡± He asked.


    ¡°E-E-E-¡­.¡± Keiren almost forgot how to speak as tears ran from her eyes. ¡°Everything!¡± That was the word the she used to start her short speech. ¡°You¡­¡± Her tears continued to flow. ¡°You love me too much! You¡¯re too clingy! You always send messages at me! Always staring at me! Give yourself a break, will ya? I mean, look at you! You¡¯re too ugly for me! Uggggglllllyyy!!!! Geez. You should know that I¡¯m out of your league. But you didn¡¯t, right? You should¡¯ve died in a pit somewhere. Instead, you¡¯re fucking here!¡±


    People passing by were staring at them. And then pretending to ignore them. But in truth, they actually want to watch the show.


    ¡°You told me¡­¡± Matthew remembered it all. Especially the first time that Keiren told him that she loved him. ¡°You told me that you love me¡­¡±


    ¡°You believed that shit?¡± Keiren laughed while her tears continues to trickle down her cheeks. ¡°It was a lie! A lie you piece of shit!¡± She scoffed. ¡°Look at you now. How does it feels to be played like this, huh?¡±


    ¡°I loved you because you told me that you love me. But now that you told me that you don-¡°


    Keiren stopped him. ¡°Enough with the drama, lover boy.¡± She scoffed again.


    He doesn¡¯t know what to feel. ¡°So¡­ you¡¯re breaking up with me?¡±


    ¡°Hah, yeah. You couldn¡¯t even call that a relationship.¡± Her tears continued to flow.


    ¡°Did I do something wrong?¡± He asked.


    ¡°Yeah.¡±


    ¡°Then please tell me.¡±


    Keiren paused for a while. ¡°It is because¡­¡± She grasped for air. ¡°YOU¡¯RE FUCKING UGLY!!!!¡± Then left while laughing with tears still flowing on her eyes.


    Matthew just stood there. He doesn¡¯t even know what to do now. The girl that she loved just left her. She played with my feelings¡­.. but... why is she crying?


    ¡°I am yours as you are mine, forever.¡± He remembered that Keiren always say those words. Everyday.


    ¡°Don¡¯t believe her. She¡¯s a liar.¡± A short girl told her.


    He stared at her.


    It was a short pale girl with short black hair matched with bright blue eyes and small pursed lips. She wore a white SkullCandy headphones on her neck and a black tank top matched with black shorts with white hi-cut Converse shoes. On her right wrist, it was fill with accessories while on the right, a white G-Shock watch. With one look, you could easily tell that she¡¯s not from this country.


    Matthew stared at her again. Somehow, she finds her face familiar.


    The girl then leaned her head towards him and said ¡°And you¡¯re not ugly.¡± And then walked away.


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 Chapter Four: The Extrinsic Princess

    Chapter Four: The Extrinsic Princess


    ¡°Activate, Lightning Vortex!!!¡± Patricia, the long brown haired girl with fiery brown eyes who is wearing her school uniform from the private school next to Polo National High, San Diego Parochial School, who also harassed Eli earlier shouted as she was playing card games with whom she calls ¡®rival¡¯. ¡°Good?¡± She asked.


    ¡°Yeah.¡± Alexandria answered as she rolled her blue eyes.


    ¡°I¡¯ll throw this card on my grave. You good?¡± She showed a Blue Eyes White Dragon card.


    What¡¯s the problem of these girls getting hyped on a card game?


    Then she remembered her father who often visits a certain tavern filled with freelance men every time his father and her mother would get in a fight. His father would take her to that place and make her sit on his lap telling her that she was his lucky charm while he plays with random drunkards with a board game called ¡®Knights and Archers¡¯. She would often see her father winning and his opponent losing a big amount of money. This always get his father a challenge for a duel where he would always win, again. Although, it is in a bloody fight where someone loses a leg or arm or both. Although, that someone wasn¡¯t her father.


    I¡¯ve seen worse, I guess¡­ She thought.


    ¡°I think this one would make you look cute, Eli!¡± Milly told Eliza as she handed her a blue shirt. And somehow, Eli became Eliza¡¯s nickname.


    Alexandria pretended to think about it. ¡°Yeah.¡± She frowned.


    ¡°¡­.¡± Claire handed a black pair of shorts to Eli.


    ¡°Heh." Patricia smiled. "Then away with your Silent Magician Lv8!¡± Alexandria grinned.


    Eliza almost took off her shirt off until she saw Albert''s perverted gaze.


    ¡°Do you mind?¡± Milly said.


    Alexandria placed her card on the graveyard with a pained expression.


    ¡°Okay, okay, I get it.¡± Albert said as he walked to the door.


    ¡°Bruh.¡± Patricia called Albert. ¡°I¡¯m about to kick her ass. At least watch.¡±


    ¡°You have ten seconds.¡± He replied.


    ¡°How many life points do you still have¡­?¡± She said in a provoking tone.


    ¡°Three hundred.¡± Alexandria said.


    ¡°Albert.¡± Milly said with an expression of someone who¡¯s about to kill the main protagonist of a TV show. That did not make him wince as he continued to watch the fierce battle that the two girls were having.


    ¡°Activate, Monster Reborn!¡± Patria flipped a card from her Magic/Trap Card Zone. ¡°Good?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡±


    ¡°I choose you, Blue Eyes White Dragon! Blue Eyes, attack directly!!!¡± Patricia shouted as she even pointed at Alexandria¡¯s face like a ten year-old kid.


    Alexandria smiled as she showed the card placed on her Magic/Trap card zone.


    ¡°Trap.¡± Alexandria smiled.


    ¡°M-M-Magic Cylinder¡­.?!¡±


    ¡°How many life points do you still have¡­.?¡± She mocked Patricia.


    ¡°Two thousand¡­.¡±


    ¡°Let¡¯s get something to drink, Albert.¡± Alexandria said as she grabbed Albert by the arm and walked outside the room.


    ¡°O-O-Okay¡­.¡± He answered as he blushed.


    ¡°Wait!!! Let¡¯s play another game!!¡± Patricia shouted and chased the two.


    ¡­¡­.


    ¡­


    Silence filled the room for a few seconds.


    Glad that was over. Eliza thought.


    ¡°Now it¡¯s okay to take Eli¡¯s shirt off.¡± Milly said.


    I know what to do. I¡¯m a Princess. Not some daughter of some peasant with a worthless surname. Instead of saying what¡¯s on her mind, Eliza just smiled.


    She took her shirt off along with her shorts, revealing her woman parts. She was naked all over. He skin as white as snow. Even though she plays with swords and had been cut by her opponent a lot of times, her skin was as smooth as ever it was. Not a single scratch was seen. It looked as if she was not pierced with an arrow on her stomach last night on her way to this world. Good thing that it just healed a while ago. She thought.


    ¡°Why did you dye your hair?¡± Milly asked.


    Eliza wore the underwear that Claire handed her.


    It¡¯s because I¡¯m an Enfolic. Enfolics have light blue hair. ¡°It¡¯s natural.¡± She answered instead.


    ¡°Natural?¡±


    ¡°Why?¡± She then put the blue shirt on. It fit her perfectly except that it was tight on the chest area since she had a huge pair of them.


    ¡°Where are you from?¡± Claire stared at her with her deep blue eyes.


    ¡°From..... a far place.¡± She answered without any hesitation.


    ¡°EHHHHHH???¡± Milly shouted.


    ¡°You¡¯re from Thear, are you not?¡± Claire asked.


    Milly shouted again.


    ¡°H-How did you know?¡± Eliza was shocked.


    ¡°I¡¯ve read it from a book. Light blue hair means royalty in that world. They were called ¡®Burned by Ice¡¯. I never imagined that such book tells the truth. Or perhaps, you¡¯re just a fan of that book?¡±


    Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on the original website.                ¡°Is that the book that¡­. Uhmmm¡­. What¡¯s her name again¡­. Emit?¡± Milly said.


    ¡°Emit.¡± Claire then shifted her eyes to Milly. ¡°Are you sure that Emit is a woman?¡±


    ¡°Ah¡­. Uhm¡­. I just think... I really, really do like her.¡± Milly smiled.


    ¡°I am Eliza Marie Enfolic. And that book it true. I¡¯ve read it once on our library.¡±


    ¡°If you are indeed for another world like you claim¡­ or should I say, like what I think, how do you even speak our language?¡±


    ¡°Because of this ring.¡± She showed her right hand where on its middle finger, a green ring was in it.


    ¡°Let me see it.¡± Claire tried to remove the ring. Even though the ring was big for her finger, it could not be removed. Like it was glued.


    ¡°A witch named Gretzel cast a spell on a leaf that she picked and it turned into that ring. She told me not to cut off that finger.¡± It was also the first time I saw her cast a spell. She thought.


    ¡°I don¡¯t think I could just believe that but¡­.¡± Milly said as she examined the ring. ¡°It¡¯s too loose but it can¡¯t be removed!¡± She said as she tried to pull it.


    ¡°Most of the witches in your world were killed. And some of them travelled through different worlds. And some happened to have travelled here in this world.¡±  Claire said.


    ¡°There are witches here?¡± Milly asked.


    ¡°Yes. You¡¯re a Filipino. Witches are part or your urban legends, right?¡±


    Milly just nodded. She remembered the time when she was taken by his father to a guy who told her that she was being possessed by a God of some sort just by lighting a candle and letting its wax drip in a basin filled with water. Even though her family is rich, her father believed in such superstitions.


    ¡°So¡­. I could go back to my world¡­?¡± Eliza asked.


    ¡°I do know a certain witch.¡± Claire said as she stood up. ¡°Let me just tie your hair with this.¡± She then grabbed Eliza¡¯s light blue hair and tied it into a ponytail. ¡°There. Don¡¯t you know that Albert likes girls with ponytails?¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Milly gasped.


    ¡°Yes. Just wait for his reaction when he arrives.¡± Claire said as she took a picture of Eliza.


    ¡°Albert said¡­ he wants this to be a secret. Especially to Patricia.¡± Eliza frowned.


    ¡°By this time, his step sister already knew. She doesn¡¯t know you. Patricia knows every relative that Albert has even though they are just step siblings. And you don¡¯t look like someone who¡¯ll get in a relationship with him.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry.¡± Milly smiled.  ¡°Your secret is safe with us.¡±


    ¡°Even to Albert¡¯s step sister? She just fondled my breast!¡± Just remembering it made her shiver. She never felt so weak in her entire life.


    And then, the three of them had a girly conversation. Something that Eliza never thought she¡¯d have again. Milly cut Eliza''s hair and gave hair straight bangs and made two antennae on the side of her hair. Eliza then missed her friends back in Osniton. But most of them are dead now. The young squire of Ser Thermyle whom she cross swords with, Ser Dorhen "The Grunt" who taught her the basics of swordplay, Eswerdina the kitchen wench she talks to after her practice, Lady Ceraquin of House Altin who taught her how to held a bow. All them were dead. And she saw their bodies when they were on horseback that day when they went into the forest.


    ¡°Guys, have some Coke!¡± Albert said as he entered the room with two 1.5 liters of Coke.


    ¡°Yay! Coke!¡± Milly shouted.


    ¡°Looking good, Eliza.¡± Albert smiled.


    ¡°And cookies too!¡± Patricia produced three packs of chocolate chip cookies from a grocery bag.


    ¡°And me!!!!¡± Alexandria hugged Albert from behind.


    Eliza didn¡¯t hear a single word that anyone was saying. All she could see was Albert. Her heart was racing. She realized that it was faster than usual.


    ¡°Eli? Are you okay?¡± Albert asked.


    ¡°Yes. Uhhhmmm¡­¡± She tried to find the words that she wants to say. ¡°Should I tell them?¡±


    Albert smiled. ¡°It¡¯s up to you.¡±


    And that was when Eliza told everything about her. About her world. Who she is. How her family was butchered.


    ¡°I want to save my Father¡¯s people. I want to go back to my world.¡± Eliza said.


    ¡°I¡¯ll help you, don¡¯t worry.¡± Claire said.


    ¡°Thanks.¡± Eliza smiled.


    ¡°You won¡¯t come back here?¡± Milly asked with her sad face.


    ¡°I will. Although¡­¡± Eliza smiled as she remembered that short girl with white hair. ¡±I won¡¯t be alone.¡±


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 Chapter Five: Mhatt

    Chapter Five: Mhatt


    All I ever wanted was to be loved¡­ Matthew thought. Now¡­ I¡¯m all alone.


    He just stared at the ceiling of his room, thinking of what just happened earlier. Matthew doesn¡¯t know the reason why Keiren broke up with him. Everything was fine¡­ I tried my best to make her happy¡­ She even told me that looks doesn¡¯t matter. That it isn¡¯t important. He remembered how they spent their time together. Just watching movies at Keiren¡¯s house, talking to her parents and little brother, eating lunch together¡­ At least I felt happy for a while.


    ¡°HEEEEYY! MATTHEW!! WHERE THE FUCK IS MY DINNER YOU WORTHLESS CHILD!?!¡± Matthew¡¯s mother shouted.


    She¡¯s drunk... again¡­ ¡°Coming!!¡± He got up from his bed and looked at the clock. 2AM. She¡¯s early today¡­ He thought.


    ¡°You insolent brat. Where is it? If you could just hurry up a little! I¡¯m starving.¡±


    ¡°I cooked you your favorite, mom.¡± He produced a serving of rice with adobo on its side. ¡°I know that you¡¯re tired from today¡¯s work.¡± Matthew smiled.


    She sat on the table. ¡°Here. For next week.¡± She handed him five hundred pesos. "Go on a date with that Karen girl."


    ¡°Mom¡­ that¡¯s more than enough. I can manage with twenty.¡± He placed the plate and filled a glass of water and handed it to his mom. ¡°And when we date, we don''t use much money. I still have 360 pesos from what you gave me last week.¡± He faked a smile.


    He observed his mom, like what he always does. She¡¯s just twenty-nine years old. She could just remarry another guy¡­ instead¡­..


    Anna is Matthew¡¯s mom. She had her long hair dyed with red. She took care of Matthew when she was just fifteen years-old. She married Mark because her family arranged her to him. And along with it comes Matthew, the son of some friend of Mark¡¯s. Because Mark doesn¡¯t have the ability to reproduce. Anna, on the other hand, still looks like she¡¯s just on her early twenties. Her once a month job is still a mystery to his son. She takes home a lot of money and gets drunk on her way home.


    ¡°So you¡¯re talking back to me now, huh?¡± She said as she ate the dish that her son gave to her. Even though she liked it, as always, she never told her son about it.


    ¡°I¡¯ll be back on my room. Just call me if you need anything, okay?¡± He faked another smile.


    His mom did not as she continued to eat.


    When Matthew reached his room, he grabbed his phone. I wonder if they¡¯re online tonight¡­ He thought. Matthew connected to his neighbour''s Wi-Fi network. It¡¯s not that he¡¯s friends with them. He hacked through it. He logged-in to his mobile game, ¡®Dystergia¡¯. Everyone on Brotherhood of the Crows were online. He entered the guild chat while he was farming for a pet on a high level dungeon. All of the members of the guild were on their max level which made them the strongest guild there is.


    XandriA- Welcome back Mhatt!


    Claire- WC ^w^


    EmiLy- Yoooooo!!! Why aren¡¯t you with us earlier??


    ALzZz- WB bro. Yeah, we ate pizza earlier.


    Mhatt- Sorry¡­ Something came up.


    BethLOGIC- Pizza?? I wish I had some¡­


    Roan01- You¡¯re such a stingy girl, Beth. Why don¡¯t you just buy yours?


    BethLOGIC- Oh, yeah? You¡¯re a freakin¡¯ guy! You should treat girls!! With respect!!!


    XandriA- Let¡¯s go to the PVP guys!!!!! You should beat up each other there instead having a keyboard duel here in our guild chat! o/>w>o/


    Claire- Yeah, yeah!! OwO I wish that sucky guild is there!!


    BethLOGIC- You mean the BloodStained Guild?


    Claire- Yeah. ^w^V


    ALzZz- That¡¯s my sister¡¯s guild for god¡¯s sake!!


    XandriA- Come with us Matthew. We¡¯re at Woltien Town.


    Mhatt- Sorry. I can¡¯t. I¡¯m farming.


    XandriA- For what? I can just give you some gold.


    Mhatt- There¡¯s no thrill in that. Hahaha.


    Mhatt- But thanks.


    Mhatt- :D


    zelle- I¡¯ll help you farm.


    Mhatt- You sure?


    zelle- Sure.


    zelle- :))


    Then he received a PM from zelle.


    zelle- Where you at?


    He replied.


    Mhatt- Erlvin Dungeon lvl 13


    zelle- You lookin for that fairy pet?


    Mhatt- Yeah. Why?


    zelle- XandriA has lots of gold. She could just give you one.


    Mhatt- It¡¯s so rare, no one would just sell it to anybody.


    zelle- Who said that Xandria is just anybody¡¯?


    Mhatt- I appreciate the offer though. And besides¡­


    Mhatt- There¡¯s no point in playing anymore if that¡¯s the case.


    zelle- I¡¯ll add you up and tele there.


    Mhatt- Okay. :D


    His phone screen showed that he received a friend request from zelle. He pressed ¡®yes¡¯


    zelle- It¡¯s a good thing I have a tele. Hehehehe. :)


    Mhatt- Sorry for the trouble.


    zelle- Kinishinaide!! Ore wa ketsu wo taberu.


    Mhatt- Did you just say that you eat ass just now? Are you jap?


    A notification showed on his screen again. ¡°zelle wants to teleport on your spot¡± He pressed ¡®yes¡¯.


    zelle- Hahaha. No.


    Matthew saw zelle next to his character.


    Mhatt- Then you¡¯re a Filipino too?


    zelle- Nope. HAHAHAHAHAHA


    Mhatt- Then what?


    This made him curious about zelle.


    zelle- I¡¯m from Russia. :P


    Another notifications showed on Matthew¡¯s screen. ¡®zelle is inviting you to a party. Accept?¡¯ He pressed ¡®yes¡¯ again.


    Mhatt- XandriA and Claire are Russians too!


    zelle- I know.


    zelle- Where is that Feiriz? Did you just killed it?


    Mhatt- Nope. I¡¯m still waiting for it to respawn.


    Mhatt- You know them?


    zelle- Of course. XandriA is the GM of our guild and Claire is her assistant. :P


    Mhatt- No. I mean, IRL. LEL


    zelle- Of course! Alexandria is my sis and Claire is our cousin.


    zelle- Here it comes, boy!


    The boss of the stage was spawned.


    Feiriz is a small little girl wearing only a white t-shirt with blue transparent aura-like wings, green hair and blue eyes. Unlike any other boss, it doesn¡¯t spawn mobs. But it creates an illusion of itself which has the same stats and same health. It is hard to kill since there is no difference in its appearance. It can summon up to five at a time. When you defeat an illusion, Feiriz would create another one. The only reason that nobody else was hunting Feiriz is that it was almost unbeatable. And the drop rate of its pet card is 0.1. Some says that you¡¯d likely win in an argument with an angry girl than get your hands on a Feiriz pet card.


    The narrative has been illicitly obtained; should you discover it on Amazon, report the violation.                zelle summoned her Rangriz pet. It is also rare. But not as rare as a Feiriz.


    They didn¡¯t have the time to talk the moment Feiriz was spawned.


    zelle is a vitality type Knight. Her character was made to tank bosses while her pet is for long-ranged attacks. Matthew is a gatling-type Ranger. Heavy attacks on long-range is its specialty. Both characters are just passive types. The only skills they have are buffs. Matthew¡¯s range boost skill, accuracy increase and zelle¡¯s HP up and block boost. The only strategy they had was to attack the same Feiriz. zelle would take all the damage that the five Feiriz would give while her pet and Matthew would attack on range.


    The moment they killed one, Feiriz summoned another illusion.


    zelle- Aren¡¯t you getting sleepy?


    zelle- :P


    Mhatt- A bit. Hahahaha.


    Then a party of four came. Two Knights, the first one was riding a dragon while the other was on barefoot, one Sorcerer and one Reverend. The opposing party attacked zelle. The Knight riding a dragon used its skill named ¡°Dragon Flame¡±. It made the ground where zelle was standing filled with fire. It made her health drop at least one thousand HP per second. However, it didn¡¯t matter since her HP is huge enough.


    zelle- This is our Feiriz. Get lost.


    The other party did not speak, but continued their attack on zelle. Their names turned ¡®red¡¯ immediately. That¡¯s when zelle attacked them back. Somehow, her HP didn¡¯t drop, rather, that¡¯s what it looked like due to her high HP. Even when she is being attacked by five Feiriz¡¯s. Mhatt helped. It was a good thing that zelle¡¯s pet, Rangriz, is also a support type. It kept on healing Mhatt¡¯s character.


    zelle- Do you have a Reanimating Branch?


    Matthew looked on his inventory.


    Mhatt- I have six pieces.


    zelle- That¡¯s more than enough.


    That moment, zelle¡¯s character turned black with a hint of red in its aura. One hit after another, the other party died as zelle¡¯s HP went from low to full. As she hit an enemy, her HP gets low. But when she kills a character, her HP reverts to full.


    Reaper Mode¡­. Matthew thought.


    Most players doesn¡¯t use this much. To them, using this skill is just suicide. Your normal attack is enhanced more than a hundred times as normal but you¡¯ll also get the same damage. However, if you kill a player, you¡¯ll get your HP back. Still, you must have at least one HP left for this to happen. Nobody thought of making a Knight with pure vitality since it¡¯d be a pain to level due to its low attack. Dystergia doesn¡¯t have the ¡®character stat reset¡¯ item so making a Knight with strength type at first and resetting its stats is out of the question. Also, nobody wants to have someone with no use in a party, right? Some, however, tried to make a balanced type. Both strength and vitality. But it isn¡¯t enough for Reaper Mode. zelle then successfully killed the enemy party. As they were killed, some of them dropped equipments that they wore. It was part of the system that when your name is ¡®red¡¯ and you got killed, there¡¯s a high chance that some of your equipment will be dropped.


    zelle looted the items. Since they were in a party and in ¡®equal distribution¡¯ mode, Matthew got some of the equipments. They were rare, indeed, but, his character cannot use them.


    I could just sell these in a high price. He thought.


    zelle- Sheesh.


    zelle- >n>


    zelle was still being attacked by the five Feiriz¡¯s.


    Mhatt- That was cool..!! :D


    zelle- Now, let¡¯s get that pet card of yours. :)


    Mhatt- Okay.


    Her avatar is still in Reaper Mode. It took five hits to bring an illusion down. Then the real Feiriz would cast its illusion spell again and shuffles it places.


    However, on the fourth time zelle brought down a Feiriz, it was the real one.


    zelle- Wooooohoooo!!!


    Mhatt- We killed it!


    zelle- Did you get the pet card?


    Matthew looked on the system notifications. He got a Frozen Wing and the rest were just garbage. Most of them were items needed to make legendary weapons.


    Mhatt- Just a Frozen Wing. How ¡®bout you?


    zelle- Heeehheeeeeheeeeeee


    Mhatt- No way!!!!


    zelle- Yes way!!!


    Mhatt- Lemme see!!


    zelle- I can¡¯t. I¡¯m still on Reaper Mode. I can¡¯t trade or use skills.


    zelle- Let¡¯s meet at Woltien Town.


    Mhatt- Okay!


    Then, zelle¡¯s avatar glow and waved its hand. After using the Teleport Crystal, she was gone. Matthew followed suit as he used a Recall Card.


    There were many players in that town since it is the main town in the game. Since they are in the same guild, his guild mates were shown in the map. Their usual spot is in the middle where the flag of their guild is raised. Since they are the ones who hold the said town since the last Guild War.


    He saw familiar avatars as he arrived at their spot.


    XandriA- Sup! We just killed peeps in the PvP room.


    Mhatt- Yo!


    Mhatt- Really? Nice.


    Roan01- Got what you wanted?


    zelle- Yeah. Hahaha.


    BethLOGIC- Really?? Lemme see!!!


    zelle- Let¡¯s trade and you show them.


    zelle- :D


    Mhatt- Are you sure?


    zelle- Yeah.


    zelle- You got that Frozen Wing, right?


    Mhatt- Yes. But are you sure it¡¯s enough?


    zelle- No. But let¡¯s trade anyway.


    zelle- I¡¯ll tell you what I want after the trade.


    zelle- :D


    ¡®zelle is requesting a trade. Accept?¡¯ Matthew pressed yes.


    The screen showed the trade menu. There, zelle placed the Feiriz Pet Card.


    ¡°She really got one!!¡± Matthew said to himself as he rolled over his bed like a kid. He may be a very silent guy when it comes in real life. But when he is immersed in his gaming, he would turn into a different person.


    Matthew then placed the Frozen Wing.


    Zelle sent a PM. ¡°Like I said, this isn¡¯t enough.¡±


    But she still pressed the ¡®trade¡¯ button.


    Matthew replied. ¡°What is it that you want?¡±


    ¡°Finish the trade first, then I¡¯ll tell you. :DD¡±


    ¡°Okay, then.¡±


    He pressed the ¡®trade¡¯ button.


    He immediately looked for the Pet Card and used it.


    Roan01- COOOOLLLLL!!!!


    EmiLy- I want one too!! So cute!


    XandriA- Nice one, sis..!


    zelle- Tch¡­


    ALzZz- Awesome! Now we have a Feiriz user on our guild!


    BethLOGIC- So cute!!!!! You must be a lolicon Mhatt.


    Mhatt- Hehehe.. no comment.


    At that moment, zelle equipped the Frozen Wing since it adds vitality.


    Claire- You look like Feiriz, zelle ^v^


    zelle- Thanks, cuz. :D


    ALzZz- Hahaha. It¡¯s nice to see that we''re all happy.


    BethLOGIC- I''m not happy! HMMMMPPPHH!


    Roan01- What now?


    BethLOGIC- I want pizzaaaaaaa


    Roan01- Let''s have one when we meet IRL


    BethLOGIC- Sure?


    Roan01- Sure :V


    ALzZz- Now everyone is happy... xD


    XandriA- Although, most of our members are not here.


    XandriA- Hehehe.


    Roan01- If they¡¯re here, it¡¯s going to laaagggg¡­.. grrrrr¡­ >n>


    Mhatt- You¡¯re right! Hehehe.


    ¡°zelle sent a message.¡± His screen showed. Another PM, huh. She probably doesn¡¯t want people to see this conversation¡­


    ¡°About the condition¡­. :P¡±


    ¡°What is it?¡± He replied.


    ¡°Let¡¯s meet at the canteen tomorrow after school.¡± zelle said.


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 Chapter Six: Norwind Enfolic

    Chapter Six: Norwind Enfolic


    Claire once told me that dreams happen because our ¡®soul¡¯ merges with the ¡®you¡¯ in a parallel world. If not a parallel world, another world. Now I¡¯m not quite sure if this is what she meant.


    ¡°Hey, Norwind! Hurry up with that cask of merlot! My throat is dried as an old cunt!¡± Cedrick Burner shouted.


    Cedrick is on his late thirties. A fat brown-haired man. He may not look like it, but he is the brains behind everything that the Dragon Slayers did. Norwind remembered the time when Cedrick took him to one of his ¡®exploits¡¯. It was six months after the siege when he became his personal squire. Cedrick taught him almost everything that he knows. One time, he had an argument with him about abusing a slave girl. He recalled it well. Every time he looked in the mirror, the scar on his chest would always remind him of his big fat face.


    ¡°Yes sir!¡± Norwind shouted as he tried to lift the cask with all his strength.


    It¡¯s been ten years since I¡¯ve been in this dream. Or the other world was the dream and this is the ¡®real world¡¯? Also, at night, I dreamt that I am some dark skinned girl who hunts monsters and stares at the ¡®Promised World¡¯ next to the moon, which is, this world. But most of the details, I couldn¡¯t remember. And it¡¯s been a year since the Dragon Slayers took Osniton. I¡¯m really confused now. Norwind thought.


    As Norwind entered the used to be ¡®glorious¡¯ throne room of the Osniton Castle, he remembered the girl that she loved. Alexandria¡­ does she remember me? After all these years. Every time Norwind enters the castle, memories of how it used to be comes back to his mind. He would often remember what he did at that certain spot. Like when he turned ten, the King told him to be his squire. He was then trained and raised by the King himself more than his father in this world. The King spent more time with him than with his sons since he would always take Norwind with him whenever he was hunting. But those are just memories now. But somehow, he is slowly forgetting the things that he did back at his own world. I don¡¯t want to forget...


    ¡°Don¡¯t get cocky, Burner!¡±  Haldren Yerning, who is sitting on the throne of the previous King Ezmond Enfolic said as he raised his empty glass, gesturing the slave next to him to refill.


    Haldren Yerning is the leader of the Dragon Slayers. He is only on his early twenties. He had his long black hair tied in braid and most people always mistook him for a woman due to his good looks. Norwind suddenly remembered the funny meaning behind the name of their guild. Haldren would always ask me ¡°Have you seen any dragons lately?¡± And I would always answer, ¡°No, sir. Why?¡± He would laugh and say ¡°It is because I killed them all!!!¡± It is funny because his name is Haldren. The same name as the Haldren as the one in the book in Histories and Myths of Thear.


    Norwind hurried and opened the cask. He filled a pitcher with wine. As he looked around it almost made him cry. The castle where he spent most of his life with is now being defiled by bandits. But not all of them are bad. He stared at the whole room. It was filled with bandits. It looked like a tavern for everyone was shouting and drinking with women on their side. Norwind filled Haldren¡¯s cup.


    ¡°Norwind always beat the crap out of you in Knight¡¯s and Archers.¡± He sipped from his cup and then laughed hard. ¡°You make him feel like he is inferior, but in truth, you have always been insecure of him.¡±


    ¡°Oh really?¡± Cedrick stood up and held his axe.


    The King¡¯s axe¡­. He remembered.


    ¡°Does stating the truth make you want to kill me?¡± Haldren stood up and walked slowly towards Cedrick.


    ¡°Not you.¡± Cedrick pointed at the pale blue haired lad with Usurper''s Fury.


    ¡°I see.¡± Haldren then slowly took his dagger behind his back and slit Cedrick¡¯s throat.


    Cedrick held his throat as blood gushed from it. Everyone inside the room was shocked due to it. They never pictured Haldren would do such a thing to his comrade.


    ¡°What?¡± Haldren smiled as he leaned his head to Cedrick. ¡°You saying something? Come here Norwind and try to pick up what he¡¯s trying to say. I just couldn¡¯t make word of it.¡±


    Norwind did what Haldren told him to. However, Cedrick died before he could even speak.


    ¡°Norwind, it is your fault that Cedrick Burner died.¡± He said as he smiled.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry, sir.¡± Norwind lowered his head and stared at the face of Cedrick.


    ¡°Good. Now pick up Cedrick¡¯s- no¡­ Your uncle¡¯s axe. You are about to take responsibility of what you made me do to him.¡± He tapped Norwind¡¯s back.


    Norwind picked up the heavy axe. Too heavy¡­ ¡°Sir, what do you mean by ¡®take responsibility¡¯?¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re going to be my new right hand.¡± Haldren said as he smiled.


    Those words echoed on his mind as he was staring at the moon, stars and the Forgotten World. Right hand, huh? Somehow, it made him happy. Although, Haldren wanted him to train more on his combat skills. Norwind didn¡¯t liked the idea of slashing and hacking people apart using weapons. He just woke up being this three year-old boy named Norwind. At first, it was hard for him to understand their language, but he learned everything he could as he wondered why he was there. He would often ask himself if this world was just a dream. Or was it the other. Or the other. He couldn¡¯t figure it out. All he knew is that he wanted to be with Alexandria again. Hold her and kiss her. All the other people on the other world doesn¡¯t matter. He just wanted to see her again. Even her beloved little sister.


    Unlawfully taken from Royal Road, this story should be reported if seen on Amazon.                A knock came from his door. He stood and entered his room through the window and opened the door.


    ¡°Good evening sir.¡± It was a blonde girl with fiery red eyes, lips as red, and wears a beautiful red dress. Norwind looked at her eyes and as always, he saw his reflection upside down from her pupils. It always amazed him how exceptional her eyes was.


    ¡°Cyrdiel¡­¡± He smiled. ¡°Didn¡¯t I told you before..?¡±


    ¡°Ohh¡­ right.¡± She smiled. ¡°I just haven¡¯t gotten used to it, sir.¡± She smirked as she entered the room as Norwind closed it. ¡°I heard that you are the new right hand of Sir Haldren?¡± She sat on his bed.


    ¡°Yeah. Why?¡±


    ¡°I just wanted to congratulate you.¡± Cyrdiel smiled. "Is that bad, sir?"


    ¡°Thanks. But...¡± Norwind looked at Cyrdiel¡¯s neck. On it was a chain made of silver with the words Ofter engraved on it. If it¡¯s not for her chain, no one would know that she is a slave. ¡°Does your master know that¡­?¡±


    ¡°Does it even matter?¡± Cyrdiel kissed Norwind. He backed from her. ¡°And besides, I am my master¡¯s master.¡± She smiled.


    Norwind smiled back as he kissed Cyrdiel back. ¡°That¡¯s not my point.¡± He said as he gently laid Cyrdiel unto his bed. He kissed her again. Cyrdiel gently bit Norwind¡¯s lower lip until it bled. Norwind chuckled softly. The bleeding on his lips didn¡¯t stopped him from undressing her from her gorgeous red dress until her beautiful body was completely naked. The two kissed passionately with their tongues wrapping one another, exchanging saliva and biting the other¡¯s lips while tasting the blood of the other. Cyrdiel then backed from their kiss and placed her finger on Norwind¡¯s bleeding lip. She switched positions with him and knelt as she unbuckled Norwind¡¯s belt and threw it on the floor. She then removed his leather armor filled with scratches from his training. Cyrdiel then saw a long scar from Norwind¡¯s left shoulder to the lower right part of his stomach.


    I always forget about Alexandria everytime I¡¯m with Cyrdiel... He thought.


    ¡°This scar made you look even hotter, you know.¡± Cyrdiel said as she licked it all the way down while looking lustfully at Norwind¡¯s deep green eyes. This made him utter a strange sound. She smirked at him as she knelt and unzipped his pants and took it off leaving his undergarments on.


    ¡°You got hard from that?¡± Cyrdiel smirked.


    ¡°It is my first time, you know.¡± This made Cyrdiel giggle.


    She rubbed Norwind¡¯s cock with her right hand over his underwear.


    ¡°You should let me sharpen your sword. You hardly even use it, have you?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m more of a bow and arrows kind of guy.¡± He smiled. ¡°It¡¯s easy to be brave from a long distance.¡±


    Cyrdiel then took off the only cloth that Norwind wore. ¡°I see.¡± She then pushed Norwind on the bed smiled. ¡°As far as I could remember, Eliza is good with swords too. And she¡¯s a girl.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s a real sword though.¡±


    ¡°Argument invalid.¡± She smirked again.


    ¡°Are you sure that we¡¯re doing this?¡± Norwind asked.


    ¡°Are you sure that we¡¯re NOT doing this?¡± Her fiery red eyes shone as it was being enlighted by the flame on Norwind¡¯s furnace.


    And the whole night, the made love to each other as if they were about to be sentenced to death tomorrow.


    Ever since they were kids, Cyrdiel always loved Norwind. They would occasionally meet at night on the Faerie forest without anyone knowing. Norwind liked her since she remind him of Alexandria, although it was just her golden hair that reminded him of her. They would climb on this huge tree in the middle of the forest and stare at the moon, stars and the Forgotten World and talk about what they did on that day. Cyrdiel loved him. However, Norwind just pretended to love her too since it is only Alexandria and her alone that makes his heart beat faster than normal. That¡¯s what he think. But, he doesn¡¯t know that he is already falling for her.


    After a few hours, he was awaken in the middle of the night with the screaming of men. He looked outside his window and saw the flames engulfing every home. Norwind dressed for battle. He took his bow and arrows on his back, his dagger on his belt and Usurpers Fury on his hand.


    ¡°Sir Norwind!!¡± A foot soldier of the guild called him. Norwind hurried towards him. ¡°We are being attacked!¡±


    ¡°How many are they?¡± He asked.


    ¡°One.¡±


    ¡°Who on Thear would do such a thing?¡±


    ¡°A small girl with white hair!! She is throwing fire at us!¡± The soldier answered.


    "A witch." Norwind smiled on the inside. "Gretzel...."


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 Chapter Seven: A Girl In-Love

    Chapter Seven: A Girl In-Love


    Mhatt- Okay then. We¡¯ll meet tomorrow. :D


    zelle- Uhmmm.. That¡¯d be eight hours from now. XD


    Mhatt- Yeah.. haha. Forgot about the time.


    zelle- Can I get your digits? Just in case shit happens¡­


    Mhatt- Okay..


    Cezille Svartsevich screamed at her pillow and rolled over her bed. It lasted for a minute or two until she realized that her older sister is watching her.


    ¡°Hey, brunette.¡± Alexandria said as she turned on the lights on Cezille¡¯s room.


    ¡°What is it, blondie?¡± Cezille then showed her usual poker face as if nothing happened. Her face is blushing though.


    ¡°I know you¡¯re doing something funny. Don¡¯t go overboard or I swear over our name that I¡¯ll be the one who¡¯ll hang you on a tree near some park.¡±


    Cezille then hugged her pillow and pretended to be an innocent little girl with her big dreamy blue eyes. ¡°I¡¯m so scared¡­. Daddy¡­.¡±


    ¡°You never loved dad.¡± Alexandria turned off the lights and added ¡°You never loved anyone¡­¡±


    What does she know? Cezille then closed her door and jumped back to her bed. Does loving someone on a coma called ¡®love¡¯? Why make him suffer? And they even said that they¡¯ll find a way to wake him up. If it¡¯s Claire, then I¡¯ll believe. But Alex? That¡¯s bullshit.


    She tried her best to fall asleep. However, she just couldn¡¯t take Matthew¡¯s smile out of her mind. His meek attitude, simplicity and being serious at most times. Cezille doesn¡¯t know why, but somewhere deep inside her, she wants to be the one who¡¯ll make him happy. And I know that I am well suited for that job. The first time that she met Matthew was when they held a party on their house, which was two months ago. It was Matthew, Albert, Milly, Claire and her sister¡¯s party for their club being established. Her sister invited her but she doesn¡¯t want to, due to the reason that she hates people. Cezille then observed that Matthew is not like other guys. Albert was too. However, there is something in Matthew that she just couldn¡¯t understand why her heart throbs over such a guy. Even though Albert had more ¡®face quality¡¯, Cezille couldn¡¯t take her eyes off Matthew. Was it ¡®love at first sight?¡¯ She asked herself. It made her laugh though. Every day at school, she would stalk Matthew in everything he does. She then knew that she should¡¯ve accepted the invitation her sister gave her. Looking from afar with her longing gaze, she watched Matthew smiling at another girl, talking to another girl, holding the hand of another girl and kissing another girl. It broke her heart every day. Cezille knew that it was her fault in the first place so she knew she had to do something. It was just yesterday that she decided to change her fate.


    It was a cold morning where the sun has yet to rise. She ordered Vincent, her eighteen year-old part-time butler to threaten Keiren to break up with Matthew. Vincent¡¯s family had always been loyal to the Svartsevich. Vincent is the fifth generation of their family to serve the Svartsevich. Vincent is tall and handsome. He¡¯s the type of guy that a girl would swoon the moment he is seen. His smiles are always perfectly matched with his deep eyes and K-pop like hair. A total girl killer. Both figuratively and literally. Since he had his dark secrets of his own that consist of literally, killing girls. And boys. And men and women.


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    I¡¯d do anything for love. She said to herself as she tried to justify her actions.


    She followed Keiren after school. Vincent, standing in a distance. Vincent smiled at her. The moment Keiren met up with Matthew, she started to cry and talk as if she is pained.


    This is right. I am making things right.


    ¡°YOU¡¯RE FUCKING UGLY!!!!¡± Those were the only words that she heard.


    I guess that¡¯s my cue. Cezille walked towards Matthew and she heard him utter words that she did not hear.


    ¡°Don¡¯t believe her. She¡¯s a liar.¡± Cezille said. She almost laughed because what she just said was true. Cezille wanted to kiss him on his cheek, however, she could not find the courage to do so. Instead, she told him ¡°And you¡¯re not ugly.¡± Then walked away.


    Back to reality.


    She just dozed off the class thinking of just that¡­ like she always did. Matthew, Matthew, and Matthew alone. Cezille just couldn¡¯t wait for them to talk in person. Time was not her ally this time. It moved slowly. For her, a second felt like an hour. And an hour felt like a decade. She was uneasy. She played with her pen. She twirled it as she stared at the blackboard. All she hears were static. All she wanted was the class to be over. Every minute, she would look on her watch. Cezille wanted to turn her watch¡¯s hour hand. As if turning it would make the time go faster. She thought. Cezille never felt like this before. Her heartbeat went faster than normal just thinking of what to say to Matthew when she is standing in front of her. It made her giggle and forget that she is still in the classroom. Everyone stared at her with critical eyes since she is known to be the ¡®cool and calm¡¯ type. Cezille almost gave a sigh of relief that their teacher is late. She just stared back at them.


    *Bzzzzt bzzzttt*


    Her phone vibrated. She took it from her skirt pocket and she read something that made her smile. ¡°Would you like to have lunch later? I mean, I¡¯m getting hungry¡­. --,¡± It was a message from Matthew.


    ¡°That¡¯d be nice.¡± She said aloud as she replied as she tried to hide her smile. But if a mirror would happen to be in front of her, she¡¯d see her creepy smile.


    And thus, the time she waited has come.


    Cezille lowered her headphones. ¡°Hey¡­¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re¡­ zelle?¡± Matthew asked.


    ¡°Yup.¡± She didn¡¯t know what to say.


    ¡°So¡­ what is it that you want?¡± He asked with nervousness on his voice. His both hands were in his pockets.


    ¡°I already got it.¡± Cezille smiled as she placed her headphones again. ¡°They are probably waiting for you at the clubroom.¡± She said as she walked away.


    ¡°Hey wait!!" Matthew ran and grabbed her by the shoulder. ¡°Want to come with me? Let¡¯s play Dystergia together...¡± Then he thought that he doesn¡¯t want to sound that he is forcing her. ¡°...if you want to, that is.¡±


    Cezille paused for a while to think. She thought that an opportunity like this won¡¯t come again. Like that day when Alex invited me to join the party¡­.


    She smiled at Matthew. A smile as bright as the morning sun. ¡°Alright.¡±

 Chapter Eight: Knight in Shining Armor

    Chapter Eight: Knight in Shining Armor


    Roan01- I have a problem, XandriA! :(


    Alexandria was surprised from Roan01¡¯s whisper.


    XandriA: What is it? XD


    Roan01: I think I¡¯m a lesbian¡­.


    XandriA: What? I think we should talk in person.


    Roan01: I guess¡­ You¡¯re from Polo High, right?


    XandriA: Yup. Your school is just nearby right.


    Roan01: It¡¯s the private school one ride away. It¡¯s called Probex.


    Roan01: You know that, right?


    XandriA: Yeah, yeah. Let¡¯s meet at Dunkin¡¯ Donuts right now.


    Roan01: Okay, okay¡­


    XandriA: I¡¯m the girl with blonde hair. That¡¯s easy to recognize, right?


    Roan01: True. See yah.


    Roan01: Ehhhhhhhh? Blonde?


    Xandria: I''m a Russian... remember? XD


    Roan01: Oh... right...


    Xandria: Take care.


    Alexandria logged out of Dystergia and removed her feet from the coffee table filled with potato chips, cola and put her shoes on. She realized that she forgot to ask what she looked like. Alexandria scratched the back of her blonde head.


    ¡°You going somewhere, Alexandria?¡± Albert asked. ¡°You even logged out. It¡¯s just 3:35pm.¡±


    She scratched the back of her head again. ¡°Kinda. Hee hee¡­¡± Alexandria stuck her tongue out.


    ¡°Take care, blondie.¡± Her little sister who is sitting next to Matthew said without even looking at her.


    ¡°I¡¯ll probably go home late. So you take care of yourself, brunette.¡± She then grinned at Matthew.


    ¡°W-What is it?¡± It made Matthew fluster.


    ¡°I just thought that the two of you looked good together.¡±


    Cezille punched Matthew¡¯s arm.


    ¡°Aww¡­ what was that for?¡±


    ¡°You idiotic blondie!!!!! Get out now!!¡±


    ¡°You punched me because of your sister?!¡±


    ¡°She does that a lot.¡± Albert said as he pat Matthew¡¯s left shoulder.


    ¡°Are you referring to me or to your sister?¡± Claire asked.


    ¡°To my sister¡­¡± Cezille blushed. ¡°Sorry cuz.¡±


    Albert then asked something that he wanted to ask a long time ago. ¡°Why aren¡¯t you blonde? I mean, you three share the same eyes.¡±


    ¡°I inherited it from our mom.¡± Cezille smiled.


    ¡°I better go now. See yah!!¡± Alexandria said as she left.


    She let out a huge sigh as she left the room. Lesbian, huh? As far as I know, Roan01 is a guy¡­. Just what the fuck is wrong with him? Maybe he meant that he is gay or something? What the heck. Gender doesn¡¯t matter when it comes to love, right? Still, I¡¯m confused¡­¡­


    Alexandria passed every classroom and greeted every teacher that she passed. It¡¯s hard being the Student Council President¡­. She hated it. Being the perfect girl that everyone depends on. However, she wouldn¡¯t care if it¡¯s for her beloved little sister. But that brunette won¡¯t ask for help. She knew Cezille. She¡¯s filled with the pride of the Svartsevich and won¡¯t ask for help. She¡¯d rather use her pawns than to talk to Alexandria. Vincent is such a lucky guy. I wish I was him instead. He spends more time with her than anyone.


    ¡°Going home already?¡± A first year with a gloomy aura behind her long black hair said. Her eyes had black eyeliner and held a jar with an eyeball in it.


    ¡°Nah.¡± She smiled. ¡°Going to meet up with someone.¡±


    ¡°Your new boyfriend? Aldred would be sad with that.¡± She said with her stare like that of someone who just found out who stole her bag of cookies.


    ¡°No, Melissa.¡± What a scary girl¡­ She¡¯s on par with Claire¡­ or maybe, a level higher¡­ ¡°I¡¯m going to meet with a guild member¡­¡±


    ¡°Is it a guy?¡± Melissa asked as she leaned her head towards Alexandria like some kidnapper in an action movie.


    ¡°Yes¡­.¡± Alexandria was never scared like this in her entire life. Last time that she met her, she isn¡¯t like this. She changed after what happened to her brother...


    ¡°I¡¯m going.¡± Melissa said. ¡°By the way¡­¡± She added. But this time, her face turned into a worried one. Like that of a mother who¡¯s looking for her child. ¡°Where is Zelle? She¡¯s acting weird these days¡­¡±


    ¡°She¡¯s okay now.¡± Alexandria smiled.


    ¡°I see¡­¡± Melissa smiled back. ¡°I¡¯m just kidding about following you.¡± Alexandria then realized that the quote ¡®The loneliest smiles the brightest¡¯ was indeed true. ¡°You better visit Aldred. I bet he misses you...¡± She then ran towards the gate while hugging her jar.


    ¡°I will!¡± Alexandria shouted.


    Alexandria continued her walk towards the gate. She could already see it. And then she passed this huge tree. It was so huge that she thought that a huge supernatural entity smoking tabaco could live in it. That¡¯s what the people here says. And since it¡¯s near a church, there have been rumors of a headless priest, a nun wearing white or black or red and a few ghost was wandering on their school. If their church is indeed ¡°holy¡± why are they afraid of such things? And why would the ghost linger there in the first place? Shouldn¡¯t they be afraid because the church is a sanctuary or something?


    She then arrived at the meeting place. It was just a small store where there¡¯s a counter, the racks of donuts and two tables and chairs. I guess he isn¡¯t here yet. Alexandria then ordered a couple of donuts and coffee to go with it. She ate it while staring at the glass pane of the store. A girl wearing a green uniform with green necktie matched with a green checkered skirt entered the store, huffing and puffing for air. Judging from her looks, she¡¯s on the same year as her. A girl from Probex¡­ Alexandria thought. She looked around the store and when she saw Alexandria, she waved at her with a cheerful smile on her pretty face.


    What¡¯s this girl¡¯s problem?


    ¡°You must be XandriA?¡± The girl asked.


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    The girl tried to catch her breath. She placed her right hand on her chest and took a deep breath and smiled back. Her brown eyes shone as she tilted her head, her long brown hair followed it. ¡°Roan01. Nice to meet you, GM!¡±


    Alexandria backed off a bit with her chair. Her brain is still processing the current situation. The store clerk saw her expression and giggled at her. She smiled awkwardly at her and raised her cup of coffee.


    ¡°I see¡­ but Roan01 is¡­ a-¡° She stopped her.


    ¡°Name¡¯s Roxanne. Get it? Roan, Roxanne..?¡± She stuck her tongue out and titled her head a bit.


    If I were a guy, I¡¯d fall in-love with this girl right now. Alexandria thought. She¡¯s like a girl who came out from a shoujo anime.


    ¡°I see¡­ then please have a seat.¡± Roxanne did so. ¡°One more coffee please.¡±


    ¡°Coming.¡± The store clerk said.


    ¡°You say that you¡¯re¡­. a¡­.?¡± Alexandria wanted to make sure of herself. Before she could finish her sentence, Roxanne finished her sentence for her.


    ¡°I think that I¡¯m a lesbian!¡± Roxanne answered with a stern face.


    ¡°Here¡¯s your coffee ma¡¯am.¡± The store clerk said as she handed their order. Alexandria handed her the money.


    ¡°Hmmmm¡­ care to explain?¡± I think this is going to be a looooooong conversation. Alexandria then took a donut from the plate and gestured Roxanne to get some. And VERY embarrassing¡­ She took the chocolate filled bavarian donut.


    Roxanne took a bite then a sip from her coffee. ¡°You know BethLOGIC? The Witch in our guild?¡±


    ¡°Not in person, though.¡±


    ¡°The fact is¡­¡± Roxanne took a gulp. ¡°I¡¯m in-love with her.¡±


    Somehow, time stopped for Alexandria. Or it was probably her brain got stuck up for a second.


    ¡°Ehhhhhh¡­..???¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t just ¡®Ehhhhhhh¡¯ me.¡± She bit her donut again. ¡°I don¡¯t know why¡­. But I want to meet her.¡± Roxanne said as she is still munching.


    ¡°Then just ¡®meet¡¯ her!¡±


    ¡°Like that was easy enough!¡± Sipping her coffee once again, she lowered her head and stayed like that with a gloomy expression as if all of the burden in the world was on her shoulders. ¡°I wanted to tell her how I feel. But in person.¡±


    ¡°You know¡­¡± Alexandria stared at her eyes. ¡°Christmas is coming.¡±


    ¡°Christmas is coming.¡± She said with a deep voice as if her last name was Stark.


    ¡°But the same could not be said with winter due to the fact that we live in a tropical country.¡±


    ¡°Yeah.¡±


    The two of them sighed at the same time.


    ¡°So¡­.¡± Roxanne took another donut. ¡°What does Christmas has to do with me meeting her?¡± She took a bite.


    ¡°Christmas party.¡± Alexandria smiled. ¡°We¡¯ll lure your Sun and Stars with a Christmas party. Well¡­ I¡¯m actually planning on making one for the whole guild.¡±


    ¡°Really? Then in that case, please do.¡±


    And somehow, the two girls clicked together. They talked about Dystergia and about their schools, what school they would want to go to in college and other stuff. After a full thirty minutes of chatter, the two bid farewell and decided to meet up once again to plan the party.


    Since she still have time before it gets dark, she decided to visit Aldred in the hospital. Alexandria visited often that she actually memorized the whole facility. The cafeteria, the lounge, praying room, comfort room, fire exits and even the name of the staff¡¯s. Alexandria entered the room where Aldred was in. She saw that the flowers was just replaced with new ones. Must be Melissa. Alexandria thought.


    It was a private room that she herself provided for Aldred. She¡¯s actually the one who paid for his hospital bills for his family doesn¡¯t have the money for it. There were machines attached to her Sleeping Beauty and just looking at them makes her sad. She wanted to see him smile again. As she stared at his face, Alexandria remembered everything. When she was kidnapped by those people, it was Aldred and Albert who saved her. But unfortunately, Aldred was hit by a bullet to the head, thus, sending him into a coma. The culprits were in prison. But it wasn''t enough for her. She wants them dead. But having Vincent kill them won''t make Aldred wake up.


    Looking at his sleeping face, she felt like Aldred was Sleeping Beauty and she was his ¡®Knight in Shining Armor¡¯. She likes the sound of ¡®Knight in Shining Armor¡¯ than ¡®Prince Charming¡¯. Every time that she had the chance of visiting him, she would kiss him on his lips thinking that the ¡®Power of Love¡¯ would solve everything. But the truth is, reality isn¡¯t as convenient compared to the stories that she knew when she was still a kid. Deep down, she knew. No matter how many times, how long¡­ her Sleeping Beauty would not wake up. But who knows¡­ She laughed as she removed her lips from Aldred¡¯s. Maybe God would hear this prayer of mine. Somewhere, there¡¯s this ¡®Force¡¯, an Entity who created everything, I pray to you¡­. Please wake him up. I¡¯ll do anything you want me to¡­ I¡¯ll be good. I¡¯ll follow your instructions. How hard it would be, I¡¯ll devote my whole life to it. So please¡­ just let me be with him again.


    But God didn¡¯t answer.


    How many times did she prayed that same prayer? How many times did she laughed until she cried after praying? She doesn¡¯t even know anymore. She laughed because she¡¯s praying to a God whom she doesn¡¯t believe in and laughed at herself for actually believing that something would happen if she would pray. If you do exist, You¡¯re probably laughing at me now. Asking to You and all. Alexandria wiped her tears and stared at Aldred¡¯s face. I just want to be with him again. You let me meet him and fall in-love with him. And then you¡¯ll take him away from me? What kind of God are you?


    That day, Alexandria just cried and cried. Like she always did.


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 Chapter Nine: June

    Chapter Nine: June


    ¡°Ahhhhh, they passed it to white number 9!¡± The announcer said as he tapped the table with all his force.


    The girls on the bleachers shrieked.


    Tch, can¡¯t they see that we are already losing this game¡­?


    ¡°There are only twenty seconds left on this game! And the score is 70-73. Would 3-Andrew make it to the finals!?¡± The other announcer shouted.


    I know, I know¡­ I¡¯ll just have to make the shot, right? He thought as he is dribbling the ball. He was looking around. Tch, no one is free. ¡°Guys, move!¡± He shouted.


    They guy marking him is as tall as him. Maybe taller than him by a few inches. He¡¯s wearing a black Spurs jersey. The guy smirked at him with his ugly face. I¡¯ll crush that smile off of your face. You¡¯ll see. He made a fake three. That didn¡¯t work on the guy who¡¯s marking him. I see. So he made a fake spin to the left then spun to the right. He was so quick that the guy marking him was left behind.


    ¡°Ginobli was left behind!!¡± The announcer said.


    ¡°In the end we¡¯re calling him Ginobli!? Even though he doesn¡¯t play like him?!¡±


    Shut up!!!


    He jumped from the paint as if he was about to dunk.


    ¡°OIIII!! LOOK AT THIS!!! NUMBER 9 IS GOING TO DUNK!!¡±


    No one was on him. He was all alone. Even though he is tall, he knew that he could never make a dunk. But he dreamed of it, every night. If Sakuragi and Kagami could do it even though their just high school students, I could do it too... but they¡¯re not real. So the answer is no¡­


    Reality is different. He couldn¡¯t do it. His jump was short. Way too short. So he just released the ball and it spun towards the ring.


    ¡°It¡¯s actually a teardrop, you idiot.¡± The other announcer corrected him.


    ¡°I see. It went in. The score now is 72-73. Section Mark is still on the lead leaving Section Andrew a one point gap¡±


    ¡°Guys reset! Let¡¯s just kill the remaining time!¡± The guy wearing a black jersey with the number 19 said.


    ¡°No you don¡¯t!¡± A guy from afar answered.


    ¡°Ten seconds!!¡± The announcer said.


    The moment the ball was passed, the guy wearing a white Seirin uniform with the number 11 on it stole the ball from number 67 out of nowhere. The guys in black were already on the other side for defense.


    ¡°JUUUNE!!!¡± He passed it to white number 9 which is on the outside of the three point line.


    I¡¯ll wipe those smiles on your fucking faces!!! He thought as drove inside. Black 19 marked him.


    ¡°Five seconds!¡±


    I know!! He thought as he is thinking of a way to win the game. He played late in the game because their stupid ¡°coach¡± benched him. Making me do the hard work¡­ making me clean the mess you¡¯ve made¡­ He dribbled between his legs, stepped back and faked a shot. If you just let me in on the first quarter, this shouldn¡¯t have happened. Black 19 jumped. That¡¯s when he took a shot. The moment he released the ball, his body met Black 19¡¯s making both of them fall on the ground. The referee¡¯s whistle was heard. That moment, the ball rolled on the basket for a while.


    It would go in. June said with confidence.


    ¡±And it went in!!! A chance for a three point play!¡±


    The girls shrieked again.


    ¡°This number 9 is really great!¡±


    ¡°Of course! Don¡¯t you know that he was part of the varsity team last year?¡±


    ¡°I do remember him now!¡± And you just noticed? What are you guys? Stupid or something?


    ¡°Nice shot, June.¡± The guy in Seirin number 11 said as he made a fist.


    ¡°I know, Carl.¡± June answered as he bumped his fist with Carl¡¯s.


    June made the free throw and the game ended with the score of 75-73 and giving section Andrew their win and securing their seat on the finals.


    ¡°June¡­¡± A girl in uniform called with a white towel in hand.


    She had long hair with full bangs, has a pretty face and a perfect body that a lot of recruiting agency had offered her to be their company¡¯s model. She rejected them all though.


    ¡°Thanks, Jessie.¡± He took the towel and wiped the sweat on his face. Faraway, he saw a familiar girl.


    The moment their eyes met, the girl walked away.


    ¡°Jessie, I¡¯ll buy us some drinks.¡± He said as he chased the girl.


    ¡°Liar.¡± She whispered to herself. ¡°Your money is in your bag.¡±


    Atleast say ¡®Hi¡¯...  June thought as he ran. He left the court and went to the plaza where the girl went. There he saw her. Sitting on the bench next to the tree where they used to hangout. But those are just memories now.


    ¡°Did you enjoy the game?¡± June asked.


    ¡°I was rooting for my section, you know.¡± Keiren answered.


    June sat next to her and stared at her face.


    ¡°Creepy.¡± Keiren said.


    ¡°You¡¯re the only girl who tells me that.¡± Not cute at all.


    ¡°You¡¯re probably thinking of how cute I am, aren¡¯t ya?¡±


    ¡°Disgusting.¡± June rolled his eyes like a girl.


    ¡°You still do that?¡± Keiren laughed. ¡°You¡¯re like a gay guy.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m only playing basketball so that I can touch the butt of cute guys.¡±


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    June remembered the time when the three of them, him, Matthew and Keiren used to be talking on the same spot when they were second years. Matthew and June were on the varsity team and competing for the Inter High. Keiren would always show up with drinks in hand. It always made June¡¯s heart skip a couple of beats every time their eyes met. As if the two of them were the only ones who is living on the planet. Until she stares at Matthew with those warm and longing eyes of her. And it pains him the most because Matthew could care less for the girl that she likes. He doesn''t talk to Keiren much and he also forgot that they were classmates last year. Knowing that, June felt angry for Matthew more since he doesn''t care about the girl that he treasures most.


    ¡°It¡¯s just that¡­ we didn¡¯t have time to talk so I already forgotten that I already told you that.¡± He smiled.


    He looked at the plaza. It was filled with students, kids playing on the swing and the slide, couples talking, a few third year and fourth year students and memories. There were the familiar trees and lamps that lights when the night comes, the statue of Jose Rizal in the middle and a flagpole next to it. June felt like he could still see the whole place if he close his eyes.


    ¡°What happened between with you and Matthew?¡± He asked.


    Keiren stayed silent. Like she wanted to cry. She always wanted to cry though. Her small eyes squinted more and was slowly watering and June knew that it is his cue to stop.


    ¡°Hey¡­¡± June wanted to lighten the mood. ¡°You know we could just grab some-¡°


    Before he knew it, Jessie was already in front of them holding two cups of pineapple juice.


    ¡°I know.¡± Jessie said. ¡°He always make girls cry over him, you know.¡±  She smiled as she handed her the cup of juice. ¡°He makes me cry too.¡±


    ¡°No, thanks.¡± Keiren kindly refused.


    ¡°Please?¡± Jessie used her smile and eyes that no one could possibly refuse. It¡¯s like a real life cheat code.


    Keiren took the cup and smiled faintly. She felt like she was being forced to drink it by some force that isn¡¯t known yet by this universe. After having small talk with her Keiren left.


    ¡°Still flirting to your dream girl, I see.¡± Jessie smiled. And you could actually feel an evil aura emanating at the back of her hair.


    ¡°N-No...¡± That¡¯s all the June could muster.


    ¡°I guess I could never beat her.¡± She then flicked his forehead. ¡°Take me home already. I¡¯m bored.¡±


    ¡°Okay, okay.¡±


    They took a fifteen minute ride on a trike. The two of them didn¡¯t let a single word out of their mouths. Rather, they didn¡¯t even know what to say to each other. Jessie just rested her head on June¡¯s shoulder, like she always did.


    After fifteen minutes, they arrived. June stared at Jessie¡¯s house. It was a normal looking house that their family bought. Jessie is one of those ¡®middle class¡¯ family type of girls.


    ¡°My parents aren¡¯t home yet.¡± Jessie smiled.


    ¡°I see. Then that means I can come over right?¡± June asked.


    ¡°Sadly¡­¡± she placed her right index finger on his lips. ¡°¡­my little sister is here, lover boy.¡±


    ¡°Then I¡¯ll see you tomorrow then...¡± He said without a speck disappointment. He is used to it.


    ¡°Unless¡­¡± Her smile seemed brighter this time. ¡°Would you promise that you¡¯ll keep quiet?¡±


    And so, the two of them entered Jessie¡¯s room. And to his surprise he found Jessie¡¯s little sister playing in her room with her doll. And it was a creepy looking one. Like one of those movies where a little girl would get possessed by the evil spirit living inside it.


    ¡°Jaimie, to your room. NOW.¡± Jessie said.


    Little Jaimie followed her and took her doll with her and grinned at June. He smiled at her. Does she know what the two of us were doing when we are on her sister¡¯s room? He asked himself.


    The moment Jaimie left the room, Jessie closed the door and took her black panties with a red ribbon off and threw it at June¡¯s face. He caught it at mid-air.


    ¡°I don¡¯t feel like it today.¡± June said.


    ¡°A lot of guys wanted to fuck me and then you¡¯re refusing me today?¡± She smirked.


    ¡°Have them fuck you then.¡± He frowned. ¡°Let¡¯s just talk.¡±


    ¡°You want to see me having sex with other guys? What kind of fetish is that?¡± She raised her left eyebrow. ¡°Give me my panties back.¡± She grinned.


    He threw her black panties at her. She didn¡¯t caught it though.


    ¡°How old is she?¡± June asked.


    ¡°Twelve.¡± Jessie answered as she was taking off her uniform. ¡°Why? Are you starting to be a pedophile? Is that why you don¡¯t want to fuck me anymore?¡± Jessie laughed hard at her own joke as she picked her panties on the floor and wore them. ¡°Want me to call her for a threesome?¡±


    ¡°For Christ¡¯s sake, God, no.¡± I just want to know what happened to Keiren¡­


    ¡°I think you should go home.¡± Jessie took a pair of black shorts and a white fitted shirt. She wore the shorts first. ¡°You¡¯re probably tired from the game.¡±


    ¡°I guess I should¡­¡± Before he could even reach the door, Jessie hugged him from behind with just her shorts and her bra. Her huge tits were pressing unto June, making him smile.


    Jessie bit his right ear and then whispered her usual words of love. ¡°I love you no matter what.¡±


    ¡°I know.¡± He smiled.


    ¡°Even though you love her.¡± She hugged him tighter.


    ¡°I know¡­¡± He said filled with guilt. ¡°And I¡¯m sorry.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t be, my love.¡± She bit his right ear once again. And this time, it bled.


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 Chapter Ten: Eliza

    Chapter Ten: Eliza


    ¡°The sunset is nicer in Thear.¡± The girl with the pastel blue hair said as the wind passed. She was sitting on the back of Albert¡¯s bike like the princess she is. Her green eyes shone bright, as if it was a planet filled with trees and grass. Filled with life. But somehow, filled with melancholy. She remembered the vast orange sky from the roof of their castle¡¯s library. She¡¯d often sneak out with his brother, Ermond, just to look at the sunset. His brother would often point at the Forgotten World and tell her the old tales of it. How the animals turned into man-eating monsters and how humans become one of them too. Eliza never believed a single word of it.


    ¡°How was it like?¡± Albert asked. ¡°The sunset in your world?¡±


    Eliza stood up from Albert¡¯s bike and walked next to the lamp post of the bridge. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Albert kicked the stand of his Japanese bike and parked it near the pavement of the bridge so that the cars won¡¯t hit it although there are hardly any cars on this part of Bulacan.


    ¡°You see...¡± She pointed out next to the sun. ¡°There¡¯s this planet next to that sun. Some says that it¡¯s where my people came from. It¡¯s called the Forgotten World. I don¡¯t believe it though. Books are just filled with handwriting that people wrote. And most people lie.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s cool. I want to see it too.¡± Albert smiled as if he didn¡¯t heard the last thing that Eliza said


    ¡°Hey hey!!!¡± Milly shouted as she pedaled her black mountain bike towards Albert. She put her bike next to Albert¡¯s and took her phone out. ¡°Let¡¯s take a picture together.¡± She smiled.


    Eliza shifted her gaze on the other side of the bridge. She found Cezille punching Matthew, Alexandria drinking a sports drink, Claire staring at her phone and the new girl talking to Alexandria. I should be at home, watching my Koreanovela, but instead, I¡¯m here. I want to go home. And then she remembered how everything came to this.


    ¡­¡­


    ¡­


    ..


    ¡°Biking?¡± Eliza said as she sipped her warm glass of milk. She was wearing Albert¡¯s white shirt and a really short pair of shorts. Albert¡¯s shirt was so big for her that it covered her shorts that one would think that she¡¯s not wearing anything beneath. Just looking at her made Albert blush. Eliza knows that he is staring at her white and flawless legs. She¡¯s just letting him. I¡¯m letting you stare all you want because I like you...


    ¡°Yeah. You should come.¡± He smiled as he put a plate of fried eggs and corned beef on the table.


    Eliza sat on the chair and placed her warm milk on the table. ¡°What for?¡±


    ¡°To watch the sunset, they said.¡±


    ¡°You mean, Alexandria?¡± She asked as she rolled her eyes. She stayed long enough to know that Alexandria is the mastermind of every stupid thing that her group is doing.


    ¡°Yeah.¡± He took the rice cooker from the kitchen and placed it on the table. ¡°She said that she¡¯s going to introduce someone to us. She¡¯s from the¡­ uhmmm¡­¡± Albert was trying to find the words to describe that she¡¯s a friend from a game. ¡°...a friend from another school.¡± In the end, he forgot the name of the school.


    ¡°I see.¡± She took a plate and filled it with rice and eggs and corned beef. The rice was emitting white steam.


    ¡°You going?¡± He asked as he took rice.


    ¡°Yes. I¡¯ve got nothing to do, you know.¡± She lied. Why did I say that? Now I¡¯m going to miss My Love from the Star!!


    ¡°Cool.¡±


    Then the two of them ate breakfast together.


    It has been two weeks since she had stayed in Albert¡¯s place. She often spends her leisure time by sharpening her sword and dagger. Sometimes, Eliza practices her swings. But most of the time, she watches the ¡°people inside the magic box.¡± She was amazed by the things that her world doesn¡¯t have. There were times that she doesn¡¯t even want to go back to her own world. If it¡¯s not for Gretzel, I¡¯d rather not leave this place. She¡¯s the only one that I have left. And I don¡¯t intend to lose her.


    A week ago, when the group visited Albert after school, Claire Svartsevich told her that she is seeking a way for her to go back to her world and back to this world. Eliza thought that Claire might be a witch or some noble aristocrat who knows one. It was Claire¡¯s hair that made her think of this. She and Alexandria had an Alswell¡¯s hair. They might be relatives in some way...


    Whenever Eliza got bored from watching TV, she often thinks of her family. Especially her father. She would try to think of who ordered those group of men. And then she would give up in the end telling herself that she¡¯d just kill everyone that she suspects. Down from the bandits to the noble families that her father knows. I¡¯ll kill them all. She thought while eating a popsicle with Albert¡¯s name on it.


    She lied down on the couch and had her arm on her forehead as she took another bite on the popsicle. Why didn¡¯t she come with me? The two of us could make it together. Then the legend of the Faerie Woods came back to her. It felt like a distant memory to her. A very memorable, yet, distant memory.


    ¡­..


    ¡­


    ..


    It was a long, long time ago. After a year or two since the humans from the Forgotten World arrived on the world they called Thear. The Faerie Forest was filled with faeries and their dragons by then. It was a huge magical forest. Where the trees were sixty to seventy feet tall (The huge trees are still there though.) and dragons were ruling the sky.


    Faeries. They are creatures who looked like teenage humans but had transparent butterfly like wings and long elf-like ears. The first humans say that the faeries could change size. From small butterfly-like size to human-like size. They had magick as well. May it be healing, invoking creatures, drawing elements from thin air and other powerful spells. And as for dragons, they were flying lizards who ruled both the sky and the land. Taming and breeding one was difficult. But some succeeded and ruled the nine cities with them. Unlike what the other books says, there were also different kinds of dragons. There were more than one kind of dragon unlike others believed it to be. Some breathe fire, water, ice, toxic gas and crystals. Legend says that those dragons still exist in both Thear and the Forgotten World. Even after Haldren''s Rebellion.


    Enjoying this book? Seek out the original to ensure the author gets credit.                At night, the Faerie Forest would have these small colorful balls of light. The books says that it was the Faeries itself, illuminating the forest for humans for their safe travel.


    The Faeries didn¡¯t have a ¡®Leader¡¯ of themselves. They treat everyone as an equal. Even the humans who were still unfamiliar of the world. From magick to alchemy to science and even language, they taught the humans of it. However, such bond ended after a human rebelled against the Faeries, which was later called the Haldren Rebellion. Haldren wanted control over the world. He was a great warrior. He could even slay a dragon on his own, but he never tamed one. And thus, a Faerie cursed him. A curse of never ending life. For it is life that he wanted, it was life that he obtained. Some says that Haldren is still alive.


    Such fools they were. Eliza bit the last piece of her Popsicle and stood up to take a bath. She missed reading such books, so she asked Albert to lend him some books. He gave her books about the history of the Philippines. Though she found it not that ¡®entertaining¡¯ while being hyped upon reading it. ¡°The revolution was good. But¡­ there aren¡¯t any dragons in it!!!¡± So she¡¯d ask Claire to bring her books about folklores and myths. She liked the folklores in the Philippines a lot.


    ¡°I¡¯ve always wanted to ride them dragons¡­.¡± She said to herself as she filled her dipper with water and poured it unto herself.


    ¡°Eliza.¡± It was Albert. ¡°You here?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m taking a bath.¡± She answered as she scrubbed her pale white skin with a loofa.


    ¡°Really?¡± Then the door was opened. It opened enough for Alexandria¡¯s head to enter. ¡°Wooohoooo. Nice boodeey~¡±


    ¡°Get out!¡± She said as she threw Alexandria the dipper with water in it. It hit her hard in the face.


    After a few minutes, she was ready.


    ¡°We should take turns on pedaling.¡± Cezille said to Matthew.


    ¡°I¡¯m the guy so-¡° Cezille didn¡¯t let Matthew finish his sentence as she pinched the cheeks of Matthew.


    ¡°So what?¡± She smiled.


    Claire took a photo of the two of them without then knowing.


    ¡°You haven¡¯t met Roxanne yet, right?¡± Alexandria said.


    ¡°Pervert.¡± Eliza frowned as she shielded her breast.


    ¡°Now, now.¡± She smiled as she called the girl wearing a red shirt with camouflaged shorts. ¡°This is Roxanne.¡±


    ¡°Hi! I like your hair.¡± Roxanne smiled.


    ¡°Yeah, I like it too.¡± She forced a smile. People really find my hair nice, huh?


    ¡°This girl here is Eliza.¡± Alexandria smiled.


    ¡°We should get going before the sunset starts.¡± Albert said.


    Eliza stared at Albert¡¯s bike since it was her first time seeing one.


    ¡°Hop in.¡± He smiled.


    ¡°How?¡±


    ¡°Just sit like a princess here.¡± Albert tapped the backseat.


    She blushed and sat.


    ¡°Just follow me guys.¡± Alexandria said as she strode with her bike with Claire on her back, still staring and pressing on her phone.


    The couple Matthew and Cezille followed suit. Then Roxanne.


    ¡°Hold tight.¡± Andrew smiled.


    ¡°Where?¡± She asked.


    ¡°To that post.¡± He said as he started to pedal.


    Eliza hugged Albert due to instinct. ¡°That¡¯s right.¡± Albert said without looking back.


    ¡°Idiot.¡±


    Albert could feel Eliza¡¯s chest on his back. It made him uncomfortable. But of course he felt delighted feeling the chest of a beautiful girl behind him even though they were a bit small. He felt like they were the only ones on the road. Like it was made for the two of them. Everything and everyone disappeared. Does she feel the same way? He wondered. Eliza and Albert did spent the last two weeks together. Watching TV together, eating together. I wonder what she feels about me. Eliza was quiet. It was her first time to go somewhere far in this unfamiliar world. The farthest place she went was the store outside their house whenever she felt like eating junk food. She liked it. There was nothing like it in her world, she would say.


    She was bored. I should be watching T.V. right now... but at least, I get to hug him. Eliza felt uncomfortable because her chest is hitting Albert¡¯s back. I wonder if he feels my heartbeat?


    That was until they reached Bulacan. She didn¡¯t know if it was a river or an ocean. But she liked the view. The sun was almost setting but they still haven¡¯t reached their destination. They came across a bridge. They got off on the second one.


    ¡­..


    ¡­


    ..


    ¡°But I think, the sunset here is fine.¡± Eliza told Albert. ¡±Because here, I am with you.¡±


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 Chapter Eleven: Milly

    Chapter Eleven: Milly


    The sunset was over so the group decided to go home. It was already night and the sky was filled with darkness. Its dark canvas doesn¡¯t have a single star in it yet. But the crescent moon was already there.


    ¡°Before we go home...¡± Alexandria said as she pretended to cough. ¡°I have an announcement to make.¡± She grinned at Roxanne. Roxanne blushed furiously as she hid her face with both of her hands.


    ¡°You¡¯re soooo cute Roxanne.¡± Alexandria added as she hugged Roxanne from behind and grabbed her boobs. Matthew and Albert both liked the view. It made her utter weird sounds. ¡°Just tell them your announcement already.¡± She said as she fondled them.


    ¡°Okay, okay. P-Please let go of me.¡± She cried.


    ¡°Pervert.¡± Eliza said.


    Claire however, took a picture of them. Alexandria then let go of her and pinched Roxanne¡¯s cheek. Everyone listened.


    ¡°O-On December 23, the guild will be having a Christmas party on Alexandria¡¯s house.¡± She said.


    Cezille had her head resting on Matthew¡¯s shoulder. Matthew was flushed red. Claire took a photo of the two. Eliza was listening and next to him was Albert.


    ¡°Oh, oh!!¡± Milly said as she emerged behind Albert. ¡°I have a concert this 26! I hope you guys would come to see me.¡± She smiled her bright smile that always captivates the hearts of many as she handed them the tickets. ¡°They¡¯re worth twenty-five thousand pesos, you know.¡±


    ¡°I knew it!!¡± Roxanne rushed as she ran toward Milly and grabbed her hand. ¡°You¡¯re Emily! The singer!¡± She jumped with joy and shook both of Milly¡¯s hands heartily.


    ¡°Eh¡­? You didn¡¯t know?¡±


    ¡°I thought you looked familiar¡­ but of course I don¡¯t want to get ahead of myself. But it¡¯s really you¡­. Please take a picture with me. And I have your albums at home¡­ I should¡¯ve bought them¡­ for you to sign. But anyways, picture please!¡± She didn¡¯t even let Milly answer and took and her phone. Milly smiled an awkward smile.


    ¡°I¡¯ll tag it to your page later.¡± Roxanne smiled.


    ¡°Hehehe¡­.¡± Milly smiled a faint smile. I never thought that I have fans like her.


    And so they went home while talking about the party. And on the way, Roxanne talked to Milly. Told her that she was her favorite singer that her favorite song was her version of Wrinkle by Gumi and other trivial stuff that she knows about Milly. She sings original and anime songs that her band translates. But almost all of them were Japanese translated to English. Which makes a lot of anime-lovers, and weeaboo¡¯s alike her fans. At times, she would sing them using the Japanese language.


    The next day after school, they hang at Albert¡¯s house.


    ¡°Christmas Party, huh.¡± Milly sighed.


    Patricia was having a duel with Roxanne. Roxanne was using Albert¡¯s magician deck, Claire was reading a book titled Fevre Dream, Cezille was playing chess with Matthew, and Alexandria was watching anime that she brought with Albert and probably, teasing him.


    ¡°What kind of event is this Christmas?¡± Eliza asked. She was the only one who isn¡¯t wearing a school uniform. She was wearing Albert¡¯s red shirt which is way too big for her. And under it was a pair of black shorts.


    ¡°You really are out of this world.¡± Milly smiled and pat her head. It made Eliza smile like a little kid. She placed her hand on her chin and sipped her already cold coffee that Albert gave her awhile. She then tied a small amount of Elliza¡¯s hair into a pigtail. ¡°You see¡­ there¡¯s this guy named Jesus. He is the Son of God. And some says, God itself, and others says that he is a part of this Trinity. And so, he came to save everyone from hell and such. And it is his birthday this December 25. People would give gifts to their loved ones and eat a feast on Christmas Eve.¡± Milly then cut it, making her look like the main protagonist in School Rumble.


    ¡°Speaking of gifts.¡± Cezille shouted. She then produced a small choker and a black wristband on her pocket. It looked like something that a huge dog would wear. ¡°This¡¯ll look cute on you.¡± She smiled as she came towards Eliza and put the choker on her neck and the black wristband on her right wrist.


    ¡°Cool!¡± Eliza said as she raised her right hand and looked at it. Claire took a picture of her. ¡°Thanks.¡±


    ¡°Oh, that¡¯s nothing.¡± Cezille smiled. ¡°Those were my old ones though¡­¡±


    ¡°Still!!!!!!¡± Eliza held Cezille¡¯s hands as her green eyes glimmered as if Cezille gave her all of the gold in Casterly Rock.


    ¡°You should give a gift to Cezille too.¡± Milly said.


    ¡°I see¡­..¡± Eliza said. ¡°Then I should buy Albert a gift too.¡±


    Then after realizing what she just said, Eliza¡¯s white face blushed furiously.


    ¡°I¡¯m going to buy him a gift too.¡± Milly smiled. I won¡¯t lose to you just because you¡¯re kinda cute and have a weird colored hair.


    ¡°I-I-It¡¯s not like I like him or anything. I just want to give him something as a thanks for letting me stay on his house...¡± Eliza said to Milly¡¯s foot.


    ¡°I¡¯m going to give him a gift because I love him.¡± She grinned. As if you¡¯ll beat me, you lowlife RPG brained girl.


    ¡°Y-Y-Y-Y-Y-Y-You love Albert?!?!¡± Eliza stood and shouted loud enough for the whole room to hear as her flushed face turned even redder.


    ¡°Yup. With all my heart.¡± Milly turned to Albert and smiled. ¡°Am I right, Albert?¡±


    Albert turned around and said as his face turned red too. ¡°Shut up¡­ don¡¯t be so casual about it¡­¡±


    ¡°Is that so?¡± Milly placed her index finger on her lip and tilted her head a bit. ¡°Back then, you said that you-¡° Albert ran towards Milly and covered her mouth.


    ¡°Don¡¯t listen to her, Eliza.¡± Albert said as he forced a smile. He¡¯s already sweating.


    That made Eliza even more curious, like a cat, first time seeing a ball of yarn. ¡°What is it? Alexandria?¡± Eliza asked.


    ¡°Albert used to be in-love with Milly. Before she even became really really famous.¡± Alexandria said as she smiled innocently as if she just did something heroic. ¡°And he was dumped by her.¡±


    Albert felt betrayed all of a sudden. His face turned into a scowl and let go of Milly.


    ¡°So¡­¡± He opened his mouth. ¡°So¡­ what if I loved her? What if I still like her?¡±


    ¡°You still like me, huh?¡± It made Milly smile.


    ¡°I¡¯ll buy some cola.¡± He said as he went outside.


    ¡°Spaghetti.¡± Claire ordered. Albert nodded.


    Milly could see the jealousy in Eliza¡¯s eyes. Victory. She wanted to see that face a lot longer. She wanted to feel Eliza¡¯s misery and jealousy. Milly knew that deep inside her, Eliza likes Albert. Since he was the one who helped her. ¡°Do you have something to do tomorrow?¡± Milly asked when Albert was already out of their sight. ¡°It¡¯s Saturday. Let¡¯s go buy something for Albert this Christmas.¡± She smiled.


    Eliza felt uneasy. ¡°Gift¡­ huh¡­¡±


    ¡°Yes. Albert would probably want to receive something from you. And¡­¡± Milly leaned closer and whispered in Eliza¡¯s ear. ¡°You¡¯ll probably get one from him.¡± Milly then stood up and yawned. ¡°Tomorrow, I¡¯ll pick you up. Around 9:30AM. ¡° Milly smiled once again.


    ¡°S-Sure.¡± Eliza smiled back.


    The next day, Milly came to Albert¡¯s house to pick Eliza up. It was already 9:45AM.


    ¡°Let¡¯s go.¡± Milly smiled. Her short hair was tied into a ponytail. She was wearing a white long sleeved shirt that says ¡°Give Up Already¡±, black skinny jeans and black and white checkered Vans. And somehow, wears a pair of glasses.


    This tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road. If you spot it on Amazon, please report it.                ¡°O-okay.¡± Eliza said. She was wearing a huge, plain blue long sleeved shirt (probably Albert¡¯s), black shorts and slippers. She was also wearing the accessories that Cezille gave her.


    Eliza¡¯s green eyes widened for a second. ¡°Why are you wearing glasses?¡± She asked.


    ¡°Oh¡­ this?¡± She pressed the nose bridge of her glasses. ¡°Disguise.¡± She grinned.


    Albert showed up behind Eliza. ¡°Don¡¯t get too long, okay? She¡¯s still not that familiar with the places here.¡± He was only wearing his black boxer shorts.


    ¡°I know, I know.¡± She smiled at him.


    ¡°What¡¯re you two up to anyways?¡± He asked as he leaned behind his wooden door.


    Eliza¡¯s face turned red all of a sudden and looked at Milly with the ¡®I think were busted¡¯ look. Milly gave her an ¡®It¡¯ll be fine¡¯ grin.


    ¡°Just having a girl¡¯s day-out.¡± She smirked at Albert.


    ¡°Girl¡¯s day-out, huh. Okay. Have fun.¡± He smiled at Eliza.


    Tch.


    The two then began their journey to a mall. The two talked. Eliza asked how it was to be a student and Milly made Eliza listen to her songs.


    ¡°The music in my world are just harps and violins. This is kinda¡­. Loud.¡± But in the end, Eliza liked it.


    ¡°It¡¯s loud because it¡¯s what I feel.¡± Milly said as she took the earphones from Eliza¡¯s ear. ¡°It¡¯s like, sometimes, I want to scream my feelings. I remember reading something on the internet. It says ¡®Music is what feelings sounds like¡¯. And besides.¡± She pat Eliza¡¯s pale blue head. ¡°Rock is supposed to be loud. Remember that.¡± Milly gazed out of the window of the jeepney that they¡¯re riding. ¡°We¡¯re here.¡±


    The jeepney stopped on SM North. Most of the passengers got off at the same stop leaving the seats almost empty.


    It¡¯s a huge building and next to it is the Trinoma. I wish no one would recognize me here. However, there were quite a few people who recognized Milly. Some asked for autographs and pictures.


    ¡°You really are popular.¡± Eliza exclaimed as her deep green eyes widened for a second.


    You just noticed? How dull can your little brain get? ¡°I guess so¡­ If I¡¯m not popular, then my concert tickets won¡¯t be sold out in three days.¡± Milly winked.


    They went to different kinds of stores and Milly ended up buying clothes, shoes and accessories for herself and Eliza.


    ¡°Here.¡± Milly said as she put a green beaded bracelet on Eliza¡¯s left hand. ¡°These matches your eyes.¡± She smiled.


    ¡°You sure you¡¯re giving this to me?¡± She said as she lifted her arm up and stared her new bracelet.


    ¡°Yup. You don¡¯t like it?¡±


    It would just get in the way when holding a sword. Eliza thought. ¡°Yes, I do. Thanks a lot.¡± Eliza said instead and forced a smile.


    ¡°Great.¡± Milly smiled back.


    They went to another store. It was a record store. And there, posters of her upcoming concert was posted everywhere. And her new album was displayed on the entrance of the store.


    ¡°Maybe this will do.¡± She smiled as she picked one copy.


    ¡°Dying Hope.¡± Eliza read the cover. She took one copy and looked at it. There was a picture of Milly. She was standing and wearing a black shirt and white pants. She was holding red roses and on her back was a pair of wings fading away.


    ¡°You liked the cover?¡± Milly asked. ¡°A friend of mine made that art. Pretty cool, huh?¡± She smiled.


    Then, her new song played inside the store.


    ¡°Listen to this! It¡¯s my new song. It is my first time singing with only the accompaniment of a piano.¡± Milly then sang softly a few lines.


    You lied and left me alone


    You were my everything


    Making me feel loved and special


    Then going on your own


    Her voice is so soft and sweet... unlike the songs that she made me listen to earlier. Eliza thought. I can feel the loneliness in her voice.


    You are cruel, leaving me here


    In a world where no one cares


    No one ever hears


    The words that my soul screams


    My hope is dying, like the roses you gave


    My hope is dying, hope you prepared my grave


    I¡¯m already dead to you


    So I think I must kill you


    So that we would never part¡­.


    Eliza felt that her happiness drained away by Milly.


    ¡°Did you wrote that?¡± Eliza asked. ¡±Albert says that you write your songs.¡±


    ¡°Nah.¡± She smiled. ¡°A friend of mine did. She said she¡¯s all broken and all, so she wrote my carrier single. Just singing such a song makes me sad too. I mean, ¡°Dying Hope¡±?¡± She laughed. ¡°Just the title itself makes me want to slit my wrist.¡±


    So they went out of the store and Milly bought a copy of her own CD. The store clerk and the cashier and the other customers were staring at her. Thinking that she might be the all famous Emily. They just stood there and looked at her.


    ¡°I already bought my gift for Albert and one for the Christmas Party.¡± She said as she lifted all the bags that she has. Most of them were for her. ¡°You should think of what to buy for Albert.¡±


    ¡°I¡­.¡± Eliza stopped to stare at her foot. ¡°I don¡¯t know what to buy for him.¡±


    ¡°Look.¡± Milly¡¯s deep brown eyes stared at Eliza¡¯s green eyes. It made Eliza jump backwards, seeing Milly¡¯s cute face near hers. ¡°There are two ways of buying gifts. One, you buy what you want to have for yourself. And the other, you buy what you think the receiver wants to have.¡±


    It gave Eliza and idea on what to give Albert. "Now I now what to give him." She smiled.


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 Chapter Twelve: Albert

    Chapter Twelve: Albert


    ¡°Ahh, we¡¯re late.¡± Albert said as looked at his watch impatiently.


    ¡°Why doesn¡¯t this vehicle just jump?¡± Eliza said as her innocent green eyes sparkled. She was wearing a black shirt with the words ¡°Cannibal Corpse¡± printed in it. It¡¯s probably Cezille¡¯s. Albert thought.


    ¡°You like wearing short shorts, don¡¯t you?¡± He asked as he looked at her legs.


    ¡°It¡¯s comfy.¡± She smiled. ¡°And besides.¡± Her pretty face turned into a frown. ¡°Short shorts are the only ones that I own.¡±


    It was only the two of them on the jeepney. The driver was playing a loud irritating rap song. It¡¯s actually a miracle that the two could still understand each other.


    ¡°Okay. Do you want new shorts?¡± Albert asked. His eyes were directed at Eliza.


    ¡°It¡¯s okay. I like these clothes that they gave me.¡± She smiled. ¡°Are we there yet?¡±


    ¡°We just arrived.¡± Albert smiled.


    The two got off the jeepney. No matter how many times Albert enters the Mansion of the blonde girl, he just couldn¡¯t stop and stare and admire how huge it is. It was even bigger than his parents¡¯ gate.


    ¡°This way, sir.¡± An old maid said and showed them the way.


    The inside was even admirable. There were trees, lamp posts, lights and a huge fountain in the middle. It¡¯s like a park inside. And the mansion itself was even huge. There at the door, a familiar girl was waiting.


    ¡°Albert!¡± Milly smiled as she ran and hugged him like Mayweather hugged Pacquiao. She was wearing a black hooded jacket and a pair of black six pocketed shorts. ¡°Eliza!¡± She looked at her wrist. ¡°I¡¯m happy that you¡¯re wearing it.¡± She smiled.


    ¡°Please get off of me first before noticing other people¡¯s accessories.¡± He said. But in truth, he want to feel her chest more.


    ¡°Sorry.¡± She let out her tongue and let go of Albert. It disappointed him.


    ¡°You were waiting for us?¡± Eliza asked.


    ¡°A bit.¡± She grinned at Albert.


    ¡°Is everybody there?¡± He asked.


    ¡°Nah. Only a few of the members that I hardly knew.¡± She looks disappointed.


    ¡°Is it really okay for me to go to your party?¡± Eliza asked.


    ¡°Of course!¡± Milly grabbed Eliza¡¯s hands and smiled. ¡°You¡¯re a friend of ours.¡±


    ¡°B-But I don¡¯t know those people¡­.¡±


    ¡°You do know us, right? And besides, Alexandria asked you to come, right?¡± Albert reassured her. ¡°It¡¯s going to be fine.¡±


    ¡°I guess¡­¡± Eliza smiled.


    ¡°My.¡± Alexandria came from the door. ¡°Come inside already.¡±


    Albert stared at Alexandria. She was wearing a sleeveless shirt and blue jeans with a black All-Star shoes.


    ¡°You looking at my breast again?¡± Alexandria teased. ¡°Come and let¡¯s eat together. The others will arrive sooner or later.¡± She smiled at the four entered the mansion doors.


    Swords, spears, axes, guns, bows, name it. It was on displayed on the mansion¡¯s wall. I wonder if her family is saving these for a Zombie Apocalypse? They passed a lot of doors that who knows where it would go. Albert had been inside this mansion for about four or five times already, but it was just Alexandria¡¯s room that he knows.


    ¡°Every time I enter your house, I feEL like I¡¯m entering a museum for free.¡± Milly said as she looked at the weapons displayed.


    ¡°There are more in our main house in Russia. That¡¯s just about ten percent of father¡¯s collection.¡± Alexandria said. ¡°Next summer, wanna spend the summer vacation there?¡±


    ¡°Really? I want to go there!¡±


    ¡°Well, I don¡¯t.¡± Alexandria opened the door at the end of the hallway.


    There were quite a few people already. Most of them were people that Albert doesn¡¯t know. A few were from his school that he knows by face.


    ¡°It¡¯s Emily!¡± A fat guy shouted.


    ¡°Emily? It is indeed Emily!¡± A girl confirmed. And suddenly, all the people inside the huge room circled around Milly.


    ¡°Hi guys.¡± Milly wore her usual smile.


    ¡°What you¡¯re in-game name, Emily?¡± A guy asked.


    ¡°EmiLy.¡± She smiled.


    ¡°Ohhhh! EmiLy the Reverend!¡± A guy proclaimed.


    ¡°Yes, yes.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re here.¡± A cold voice that came behind Albert¡¯s back. ¡°I hope that you guys would enjoy yourselves in this party.¡± It was Claire with her plain red shirt and black shorts matched with black slippers.


    This story originates from a different website. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there.                ¡°Yes, we will.¡± Eliza smiled.


    ¡°I have a gift for you but it is not finished yet. I¡¯ll do my best to make it this Christmas.¡± Claire said with her crisp voice.


    ¡°Really? I wonder what it is.¡± Eliza was excited.


    ¡°Hey¡­¡± Behind Claire was a person who looked like a pale vegetable.


    ¡°Oh, Roxanne.¡± Albert said.


    ¡°Albert. Hey¡­¡± Roxanne said.


    ¡°What happened to you? Did you ate something bad this afternoon?¡± Eliza said as she placed her hand on Roxanne¡¯s forehead.


    ¡°She was looking for her ¡®Sun and Stars¡¯ named BethLOGIC.¡± Claire said as if it was common knowledge.


    ¡°Claire!!!¡± Roxanne shouted as if she¡¯s a vegetable that came to life.


    ¡°Well, good luck finding her.¡± Albert said.


    ¡°Who said anything about ¡®her¡¯?¡± Claire said as if she¡¯s a bald eunuch.


    ¡°Ehhh? Isn¡¯t BethLOGIC a girl?¡± Roxanne asked. Her huge brown eyes became bigger.


    ¡°There is your BethLOGIC, swarming his Goddess named Milly.¡± Claire pointed on a fat guy who is wearing cat ears.


    ¡°How did you know? BethLOGIC isn¡¯t a guy.¡± Roxanne said. ¡°She has a female avatar with a female name!¡±


    Claire handed her an Adventure Time notebook that has Marceline on its cover. Inside it was the list of the people from the guild, in-game and IRL names, contact numbers and signature.


    ¡°Number thirty-two.¡± Claire said.


    Roxanne grabbed the notebook and started to read. ¡°BethLOGIC. Bernard Mendiola.¡± Her heart broke as she said those words.


    ¡°Oi, Bernard.¡± Claire shouted.


    The fat guy with cat ears looked her way. ¡°Yes?¡± He asked as he walk towards their direction.


    ¡°Someone wanted to talk to you.¡±


    Bernard came and to Claire. ¡°Who is it?¡±


    Bernard was indeed fat, but he is tall. He was wearing a black shirt with the anime character Hestia printed on it, black pants and shoes.


    Claire gestured to the tensed Roxanne. ¡°We¡¯ll leave you two young ones together.¡± Claire said with her normal poker face. But you could feel a grin inside that expression of hers.


    ¡°Ehhhh? Please don¡¯t¡­¡± Roxanne said with eyes like that of a hungry puppy.


    ¡°I¡¯m going to show my guests around. Don¡¯t be rude.¡± Those were Claire¡¯s way of saying ¡®good luck¡¯ to Roxanne as the three of us left.


    ¡°What¡¯s that about?¡± Albert said.


    ¡°Nothing.¡± Claire said as she took her phone from her shorts and took a picture of Roxanne and the fat guy.


    Albert looked back, he saw Roxanne blushing all over.


    He observed the whole room. There were crystal chandeliers on the ceiling. A lot of tables and a very long one where the food and beverages are. There were also wines and liquors. There were people who¡¯re eating by groups and talking and the rest were still surrounding Milly.


    ¡°I¡¯d like to apologize on my cousin¡¯s behalf if the dance hall wasn¡¯t to your liking.¡± Claire said. ¡°The idea was so sudden that we didn¡¯t have the time to ask uncle to borrow a couple of jet planes. Uncle is really busy so you need make appointments when you¡¯re going to call him.¡±


    ¡°Ehh? This is more than big enough!¡± Albert said. ¡°It¡¯s so big that they could even bring their pet T-rex in.¡±


    What Albert said was no exaggeration. Because the ceiling is way too high. And the whole room is huge enough for a whole basketball court.


    ¡°Really?¡± Claire said with her expressionless face. But there¡¯s a hint of relief in her face.  ¡°Milly will sing for us later, so does the situation goes. They would probably ask her to sing.¡± She took a picture of Milly. ¡°Of course they will.¡±


    Before Albert could even laugh at the idea, Cezille came running towards them. She was wearing a black long sleeved shirt matched with her black shorts and blue Vans. Her Skull Candy headphones were on her neck.


    ¡°Have you guys seen Matthew?¡± Cezille looked worried.


    ¡°No. Why?¡± Eliza answered.


    ¡°I was calling him many times now, but he¡¯s not answering.¡± Cezille looked like she¡¯s about to cry.


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 Chapter Thirteen: The Lonely Wolf

    Chapter Thirteen: The Lonely Wolf


    The party for the guild was a success. Everyone was there, they got to know who¡¯s who. Even Eliza became a bit famous thinking that she was a cosplayer and been asked to join the guild. Thus she made a character and joined the guild. The phone she used was given by Alexandria. She said it was just a ¡®spare¡¯. From the beginning, till the end, Milly was surrounded by her fans. She also sung a few of her songs with the accompaniment of a band that Alexandria hired on the spot. Everyone ate and had fun... except for Cezille.


    Matthew didn¡¯t arrive at the party. And on the next day, they just received a text message from his mom that he committed suicide. He hung himself inside his room. He left two letters. One for Cezille and the other is for everyone. It was his hand writing. His mother made sure that it was. And the reason for his suicide was because Keiren has a new boyfriend. And her new boyfriend was his best friend, June.


    On the first night of his funeral, Cezille cried and cried and cried. She cried on her sister¡¯s shoulder, Alexandria on the other hand just hugged her, not saying anything. All of the club members were there and some of our guildmates who knew him in-game.


    ¡°This is not suicide.¡± Cezille whispered.


    ¡°What are you saying?¡± Her sister asked.


    And at that moment, Keiren showed up. She had bloodshot eyes in her mournful face. She went straight to Matthew¡¯s coffin, and there, she just stood and stared. Her small hands caressed the glass of Matthew¡¯s coffin.


    ¡°I think you should get out of here.¡± Matthew¡¯s mom came in. She lifted her black shirt to show Keiren that she has a pistol on her hip by tapping it. Her long fingernails made metalic a sound when it met the handle of the old pistol.


    ¡°I¡¯m¡­¡± Keiren backed off with her hands held up. ¡°L-Let me expl-¡°


    ¡°Explain what?!¡± Cezille stood up and shouted. ¡°You killed him. You and that guy!¡±


    Just when Cezille is about to charge over Keiren, Alexandria held her arms with hers.


    ¡°Let me go!¡± Cezille thrashed. She gave it all her strength just to get out of her sister¡¯s arms. ¡°I¡¯m going to kill this murderer!!¡± Cezille¡¯s deep blue eyes were filled with rage. No matter the struggle, her sister is stronger than her. In the end she gave up.


    ........


    ....


    ¡°All I did that night was to stare at them.¡± Albert said as he served the fried chicken that he just cooked. ¡°Now, Matthew¡¯s mom is all alone now. Maybe I should marry her.¡±


    ¡°M-Marry?!¡± Eliza said as her deep green eyes widened. ¡°Aren¡¯t you too young to marry her?¡±


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    ¡°R-Really? S-She just lost her son!!¡± Eliza said with her flushed face. ¡°She wouldn¡¯t think of remarrying just yet!¡±


    She is indeed cute when flustered.


    ¡°Just kidding.¡± He said as he placed a chicken wing on Eliza¡¯s plate. ¡°I never thought that¡­ Roxanne was raped by that guy¡­¡±


    ¡°And then she¡¯s killed¡­¡± Eliza said.


    That same day, the police told them that Bernard asked Roxanne to go out, and she followed. Bernard took her to his house and made her drink a glass of water filled with sleeping pills. And thus, she was raped and killed. Bernard was arrested by a couple of police when he¡¯s about to throw Roxanne¡¯s body in a vacant lot. They went to her funeral too. All of them except Cezill who''s still at Matthew''s place.


    Silence filled the room.


    ¡°Where¡¯s the Christmas spirit?? Eat up!¡± Albert said as he smiled.


    ¡°Okay, okay.¡± Eliza rolled her green eyes. ¡°Claire said she¡¯ll give me something tomorrow.¡± She took a spoonful of rice to her mouth.


    ¡°I wonder what it is.¡±


    ¡°Do you have a gift for me?¡± Claire asked as she bit her chicken wing.


    ¡°Who knows?¡± He smirked.


    ¡°I have a gift for you though.¡± She frowned. ¡°I even bought it with Milly.¡±


    ¡°Isn¡¯t that supposed to be a secret between the two of you?¡±


    ¡°Ooops.¡± Eliza then laughed hard.


    The two then spent their Christmas Eve by watching a horror movie together in the living room.


    The next morning, he cooked breakfast as usual. Scrambled eggs and rice. It was 7AM already and the pale blue haired Princess still hasn¡¯t come out of her room.


    ¡°Hey!¡± Albert called out. ¡°Your coffee is already cold!¡±


    She¡¯s probably still asleep. He thought.


    He climbed the stairs to her room and knocked. ¡°Eliza, wake up already.¡±


    No one answered.


    ¡°Eliza, come on.¡±


    Silence.


    ¡°Sheesh. I¡¯m opening the door!¡±


    Albert ran down the stairs and went to the medicine box to get his spare key for his room that he hid. He used the key to open the door to Eliza¡¯s room and found no one.


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 Epilogue

    Epilogue


    ¡°Wake up.¡± A familiar voice said. ¡°You are home now.¡±


    Eliza rolled over. The bed¡­ it¡¯s hard. She thought. Where is my pillow? She extended her hand to find her pillow.


    ¡°What are you reaching for?¡± The voice said.


    Eliza opened her eyes. The one she saw made her stood up immediately.


    ¡°G-Gretzel?!¡± She said. And then she noticed Gretzel¡¯s appearance.


    She was still the same as before. Small body, white hair, grey eyes. Nothing has changed. Except for the crown on top of her small head and the chair that she was sitting.


    ¡°Why¡­ why are you dressed like that?¡± Eliza asked. She looked at her surroundings. It was still the same as before. The carpets and the curtains were red. Shelves filled with books, a huge table with the map of the whole Thear in the middle of the room, a fire place. Memories started to come back to her as she stare at the whole place. ¡°Why am I here?¡±


    Gretzel drank the dark red liquid from her glass and gave a long sigh. ¡°I¡¯m not ¡®Gretzel¡¯. Well, you could say that a part of me is Gretzel. But I¡¯m not Gretzel. Not now.¡± She laughed and gestured the slave girl beside her to fill her cup. The slave did so. She had no expression. Eliza felt like she was just a mannequin made of flesh.


    ¡°Anyways.¡± Gretzel sniffed the red liquid from its glass and smiled. ¡°Didn¡¯t you want to go home? Well, you¡¯re here now.¡±


    ¡°If you¡¯re not Gretzel, then who are you?¡± Eliza asked. ¡°Are you the one who asked the bandits to attack Osniton?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll answer your question one at a time. Want to drink with me?¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t want to.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s just grape juice. Isn¡¯t it your favorite?¡± Gretzel smiled with her red lips.


    ¡°Just answer me!¡±


    If I only have my sword or my knife behind my back...


    ¡°Bring me a sword.¡± Gretzel said to the slave girl. ¡°And a dagger to go with it.¡± Gretzel winked at Eliza.


    The slave bowed her head and ran towards the door to get what her master needs.


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    ¡°Did you read my mind?¡±


    ¡°Nope.¡±


    ¡°Liar.¡±


    ¡°Why would I lie? The look on your face suggests that you want to kill me. I¡¯m being kind as to give you the opportunity of doing so.¡± She took a sip from her glass.


    ¡°You filthy being.¡±


    ¡°My, is that what a Princess should say to her Queen?¡±


    ¡°Queen?¡±


    ¡°I now rule Osniton. As you remembered, the bandits named ¡®Dragon Slayers¡¯ took Osniton on that fateful day. Gretzel hurried to take you to that other world. But the one who gave you that ring was me.¡± She grinned. ¡°Then I waited for the right moment to attack. And that is the moment that I and your beloved ¡®Gretzel¡¯ become one. Also, I finally caught Haldren. He¡¯s in the dungeon now. Oh, you should also thank me. I renovated the whole castle for you. Those Dragon Slayer men were, as you say, filthy. It didn¡¯t look like this a few months ago.¡±


    ¡°How long was I gone from Thear?¡± Eliza said.


    ¡°Oh...? You don¡¯t know?¡± Gretzel said. ¡°A year and half, my dear. Perhaps time moves differently from here to the world that you were.¡±


    Eliza looked at the green ring on her left hand. ¡°Does this have the ability to warp me here?¡±


    ¡°It made you speak and understand and read other languages. But it also has a hidden spell in it.¡± She drank her grape juice. ¡°And you¡¯re right, it can also bring you back here.¡±


    ¡°Answer my question. Who are you?¡±


    Gretzel stood up and took the bottle from the table beside the Throne and filled her glass. ¡°Do you really want to know?¡± Her grey eyes widened as she made an evil smirk.


    Then the door was opened and the slave girl ran towards Eliza and knelt in front of her.


    Gretzel smiled. ¡°I¡¯ll answer that after you defeated me.¡±


    Eliza took the broadsword and put the knife on her left hip. She swung the sword around. Not heavy and not that light. ¡°Okay then.¡± She smiled.


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 A Tale of Two Worlds: Cursed Wheel - Prologue

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    A Tale of Two Worlds ii : The Cursed Wheel


    Prologue


    "I don''t need a partner. It''d just slow me off." Yenfersteria said as she gripped her sword on her waist. "All I need is my blade." She smiled with her deep jade eyes. The night was dark and cold unlike the afternoon that she spent earlier when she was on her way to the church. It was blazing. The cold breeze made her smile slightly.


    The reverend smiled back, his black robe fluttered elegantly in the wind. "But we need this person, the chosen one. The one chosen by God himself."


    "God." Yenfersteria laughed at the though. "As if there is some high power like a God."


    Opening the door to the church''s basement, the reverend giggled like a little girl. "Then why are you here?"


    Not knowing what to say, Yenfersteria remained silent. She looked back and saw the woods of the Faerie Forest. So deep and dark eventhough it is being illuminated by the Forgotten World.


    "Everything is ready, Reverend." An acolyte said.


    Inside the basement were six male acolytes, in the middle was a young goat and around it was a circle with the names of God written in blood with different summoning symbols that she''s quite familliar with. Yenfersteria wondered if it was the acolytes or another goat''s blood. "It doesn''t have to be in blood though..." she thought.


    Yenfersteria hates the thought of dragging another person on her quest. She hunted tons of monsters, spirits and other beings but this time, she''s going to hunt something she never even dreamt about.


    "I can take the witch alone." She said.


    The Reverend looked at her with his gentle smile and irritated eyes. "It wouldn''t hurt to have a helping hand, wouldn''t it?"


    "It would just slow me down."


    "Are you talking about your old partner? Yenfersteria, the one that we''re going to summon isn''t just anyone. Someone not like-"


    "Don''t say his name, Reverend." She said. "Let''s just get this over with." Yenfersteria sighed.


    "I see." The Reverend saw pain behind her eyes. "You know, it might not be a person, the one we''re summoning."


    "If it we''re a dragon, things would be easier." She remembered the lore about the Witch''s Rain. Where dragons were comepletely wiped out by Haldren the Dragon Slayer because his witch of a wife had a vision that a dragon will kill all the witches, thus ignited the ''Haldren''s Rebellion''.


    "Legend says that dragon flame kills a witch." The Reverend says.


    "Legend says that Unicorns are real." She smiled.


    The Reverend found that joke unpleasant. "Let''s begin."


    At the signal, an Acolyte lighted the six black candles at each point of the star inside the circle.


    "If it''s a demon that we get to summon, it''d be funny." Yenfersteria grinned.


    "God won''t send one as a joke."


    After lighting all the candles, the acolyte went back on his position. The six started chanting the spell.


    A case of content theft: this narrative is not rightfully on Amazon; if you spot it, report the violation. "I''m not that familliar with Old Witchcraft''s language." Yenfersteria said as she tucked her hands on her armpits as the closed room started to get cold.


    "I see that someone forgot to do their homework." The Reverend chuckled. "I had high hopes for the ''Purple Haired Hunter''."


    "Gods, I hate that nickname."


    As the Acolytes continued their chanting, the spell circle glowed dark red, then came a strong gust of wind, snuffing the candles out.


    Yenfersteria drew her sword. "Who goes there?" She said.


    Then she heard a male''s voice talk in a unfamilliar language.


    "A demon?" She said


    "It can''t be. I''ll get the lamp." Reverend said.


    It spoke once again.


    "Speak in a language that we can understand and stop hiding in the dark you demonic coward!"


    Then, the warm light from the Reverend''s lamp enlighted the whole area.


    That was when Yenfersteria saw a boy about the same age as her or probably a year older. She pointed her black blade on him. The boy raised his hands and talked. But no one understood him.


    "Is he chanting a spell, Reverend?"


    "I don''t know. But I guess I''ll give him this." The Reverend produced a necklace with a light blue crystal on it.


    "Don''t move!" The boy froze on the spot as Yenfersteria slowly walked to him with her sword still pointed at him.


    The goat let out a bleat as the boy stepped on it.


    "Why is it alive anyways? Shouldn''t God take it or something?"


    "How should I know? It''s my first time doing it." The Reverend said as he placed the necklace on the boy.


    "Speak up." She kicked the boy on his knees.


    "Please don''t kill me." The boy said in their own language.


    "Wow. Never thought that would work too." The Reverend said.


    Yenfersteria sighed. "Then I guess we''re doomed if it was a demon that we summoned, huh?"


    "So what? Death comes for us all in the end." The Reverend grinned.


    "Why you!!"


    "Uhmm....." The boy opened his eyes. "Where am I?"


    "Renos." She said. "Who are you?"


    "Albert Cruz."


    "Is this wimp really the one that God sent?" Yenfersteria said as her katana turned into a scythe, it''s blade embracing the boy''s bare neck. The felt the cold and sharp edges of it as cold sweat started to trickle down on his cheek.


    "Unfortunately, yes." The Reverend said with a long face.


    Yenfersteria''s scythe morphed back to it''s original form, making Albert''s eyes almost pop out.


    "What''re you guys talking about?" Albert said.


    "We summoned you to this world." The Reverend said.


    "And this world doesn''t happen to be named Thear, right?" He asked.


    "How did you know?" Yenfersteria said.


    "I know a lot of little things." Albert said, thinking of how Dean Winchester had said it.


    The Reverend chuckled. "Looks like someone did his homework."


    Yenfersteria sighed.


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 Cursed Wheel : Chapter One : Trickster Devii

    "So you''re going to hunt this.... witch?" Albert said to Yenfersteria. "What''s her name again?" He felt the cold shrill on his spine as the flames on their small camp weren''t enough to keep them warm. Albert wanted to suggest the two of them to huddle together for warmth but the glow in Yenfersteria''s eyes as she is sharpening her katana tells his instinct to back the idea off.


    "Gretzel." Yenfersteria said as she continued to slide the small whetstone on the edge of Azazel''s Smile. "So is the name of the girl she''s possesing."


    "Possesing?"


    "Yep." Yenfersteria looked up to see the Forgotten World abov their heads, then at the forest trees around them. She eyes at the salt circle that she made around their camp, at the glowing eyes of animals passing by and then at Albert. "I believe she is some God or a century old witch. But whatever it is, I am hunting it down." She let out a huge sigh. "With you."


    Albert grinned. "Want to see some magic?" He said as he took his cellphone from his pocket.


    Yenfersteria eyed the rectangular device as light flashed from it. She instinctively pointed her katana on Albert as it morphed into an axe.


    "What sorcery is that? Are you going to kill me?" Her face turned into an angry scowl.


    "Tadah!" Albert showed the screen of his phone to her and on it was a picture of her.


    "Why is my image in there? Did you trap my soul into that demonic glass?" She yanked the collar of Albert''s shirt as the axe in her hand turned into a dagger and made it kiss Albert''s neck.


    Albert gulped his saliva as he felt the cold blade on his neck. "It''s called a picture."


    "Picture?" Yenfersteria''s dagger turned back to being a katana and placed it back on it''s dragon glass scabbard.


    Albert showed her the pictures of his friends, his sisters and where he lives.


    "You have an older and a little sister?" Yenfersteria asked. "They sure don''t look like you. They''re pretty."


    "Ugh.... thanks? They''re actually my step-sisters. And I haven''t even said farewell to them...."


    "I''m sorry..." Yenfersteria said.


    "It''s okay, Yeng." He said as he pat Yenfersteria''s head.


    "Y-Yeng?!?" She took Albert by the wrist and removed his hand from her purple head. "W-What kind of nickname is that? I am the greatest hunter that this world ever has. I fought and killed 30 or more demons and that?! That''s worse than ''Purple Haired Hunter''!!"


    Then the flames of their campfire went out without any gust of wind.


    "Something''s here." Yeng said as she drew her katana. The light of the moon and the Forgotten World made it''s demon steel shine a bloody red. The fire went on again.


    "Hey there, Yeng." A woman''s voice said as it giggled. "Can I come inside the campfire of yours? I''m freezing out here."


    Then a woman with green hair emerged from the darkness of the forest.


    "Come inside then. If you can." Yeng knew what she was the moment she saw her.


    "Really?" She smiled.


    "Sure."


    The green haired woman flicked her fingers and an earthquake shook. A small crack on the ground destroyed the salt circle. She smiled as she walked towards Albert.


    The author''s content has been appropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. "Hey! That''s my shirt!" Albert said as he looked on his bag for the same looking shirt that the woman was wearing.


    "I''ll borrow this for a while, my sweet Albert."


    "How did you know my name?"


    "I know a lot of things." She said, ignoring the blade that Yeng was pointing towards her. "I know who you really are and why you are here." She whispered on Albert''s ear. "And how you lust this body of mine." She held Albert''s hand and placed it on her big breast.


    Yeng splashed holy water on the woman.


    "You think some water blessed by your God works on something like me? Maybe on lower ranks. But ME?" Her brown eyes turned pink and three black horns emerged on the left of her forehead. "Think again." She smiled.


    "Who are you?" Yeng said.


    "Oooh... I have a LOT of names." She giggled as she let go of Albert''s hand. "But call me Devii. And I''m not your enemy."


    "Right. A demon which is not an enemy. Tell me, why should I not cut you into two with this demon slaying blade of mine?" Yeng smiled, yet she couldn''t hide the shaking on her hands.


    "Because that toy of yours won''t kill me." Devii smiled seductively. "And I am here to help you lads kill that little witch. Or should I say, Lorice."


    "Lorice? THAT Lorice?"


    "The Witch who took you to the Promised World Lorice. Yeah. And some occult fags let her out of hell by offering a girl from her bloodline as a sacrifice." Devii touched the tip of Yeng''s blade and licked it, making it''s red steel shine with her blood.


    "Why would she do such a thing? She saved everyone here. She''s a God."


    "Hmmm..." Devii placed a finger on her forehead as she pretended to think. "After burning in hell for centuries, since, well, she sold her soul to me, she forgot what being human is like." She said in a whispering voice. "Her soul is one of my favorites in my little collection." She grinned. "I''m only here to collect what is due."


    "I should send you back to hell." Yeng said.


    Then a gunshot was heard. It was Albert with a gun in his hand. Devii caught the bullet with her two fingers without looking. "Even if that hit me, kid, it won''t kill me. But it would kill my vessel when I leave her body. A poor and innocent half-elf living alone in the Faerie Forest for a thousand years, praying for humans and fair weather, about to killed with a bullet in her heart..." She looked on Albert. "Do you really want that, my sweet Albert?"


    "Don''t listen to her. She''s a demon. And demons lie."


    "Let''s make a deal, shall we?" Devii said. "Help me kill Gretzel and live. Or die now."


    "What? You can''t do it on your own?" Yeng smiled.


    "I can. With a flick of my hand and her heart stops." She grinned as her pink eyes grew darker.


    "Then why bother asking us?" Yeng said.


    "Because my boss tells me so." Devii said.


    "And who is this ''boss'' of yours?"


    "Why ask if you already know?"


    "Lucifer." Albert said.


    "A bright kid with a bright future, yes." She looked on Albert and giggled. "Lord Lucifer has plans for you, my sweet child."


    "Lucifer? The Bringer of Light? Why would he-"


    "He is God''s favorite, and so is Lucii''s." Devii said. "So, what would it be?" She grinned.

 Cursed Wheel : Chapter Three

    A Tale of Two Worlds ii: Chapter iii :Solitary Witch


    "And Loraine will kill us all..." Albert sung. Yeng looked at him, hilt of her sword in hand.


    "Psychosocial? By Slipknot?" The sound of her katana being unsheated was heard. "It was a song." Yet she still drew her katana and threw it on Albert''s direction. Devii caught it''s blade with her two fingers before it hit her forehead. A sizzling sound was coming on her fingers as white smoke was emitting from it.


    "Is that how you greet a friend, Yeng?" She said as she grinned with her vessel''s white teeth. "You are going on the wrong direction, are you not? I believe you have a map in your hands." Devii tossed the katana in mid air and caught it''s hilt with her left hand and swung it on the ground like one would do to remove blood on it''s blade. Walking with the wind, Devii eyed Albert with her pink eyes. "Last night was great." She winked.


    Yeng slowly reached for her dagger under her skirt. The moment she had it in her hand, she leaped towards the demon with her full force.


    "Pure iron, huh?" Devii made a half smile as she blocked it with the sword in her hand. "I''m not a spirit. It won''t repel me, you idjit."


    "But it would hurt like hell." She smiled.


    "Hell? There are no words in any language that there is to describe hell. And I''ve been there many, many, many times." She scoffed. "Look, missy. I''m not the enemy here. I also know the one who holds your contract. And I''m willing to give that info for free." She smiled. "I know what that wheel in your right hand stands for."


    "So what?" Yeng leapt back. Devii handed the katana to Yeng, hilt first. She took it without hesitation since it was the only memento that her father left for her.


    "The cursed wheel. Think of it as a VIP ticket in hell."


    "I don''t want to go there...." Her knees shivered.


    "What is going on here?" Albert asked.


    "Our Yeng here sold her soul for-" before Devii could say another word, Yeng screeched as she fell on her knees, both hands plugging her ears.


    "STOOOOOPP... I will be a good girl... I promise..." Yeng said as she cried.


    "This should calm her down." Devii snapped her fingers and then, Yeng fell into sleep. "She''s just sleeping, don''t mind her. And go east of here. There shall you find a small house."


    "You already told us that last night." Albert said.


    "But you wen''t the other way." Devii said. "Loraine is already waiting for you since I already talked to her last night."


    "Alright then..."


    "I like you. You''re easy to talk with. Unlike that hunter." Devii looked at Yeng with dismay. "I shall go now. I''ll see you in your dreams." She smiled. Albert remembered the dream that he had with Devii in it. Everything felt so real for him. Just thinking about it makes him blush. "You had the ''devil'' in you, boy." She smirked and then walked into the forest trees and disappeared.


    Soon as Devii was no longer in sight, he carried Yeng on his back. Her breast was pressing on his back while her bare legs were in his hands. Somehow, it brought back some memories with Eliza. The pastel blue haired girl that he spent his days with. There wasn''t a single day that he hasn''t thought about her. He wanted to be with her again. To see her smile and her green eyes.


    He then heard horses running in his direction. Albert hid behind a tree. He took a glimpse on who''s at the front. It was a light blue haired man and riding next to him was a blonde girl about 18 years old or so. And the rest were wearing helmets. "An army?" He thought. "And a blue haired man... is he an Enfolic?"


    The moment he felt safe, he returned on his walk. After a few minutes, he saw a small house and around it was a herb garden with a few flowers.


    Albert knocked.


    The door opened.


    "Who are you and who are you with?" The small girl with long black hair wearing a dark red cap said.


    "I''m Albert and this here is Yeng." He smiled.


    "So?"


    "Devii sent us..."


    If you encounter this tale on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. "Come in then." The little girl said as she entered her dark house.


    Albert then entered. He realized that he just crossed a line of salt. He closed the door as the whole room was enlightened with candles. Then he saw different symbols and spell circles of sorts around the house.


    "Someone here hates demons." Said Albert as he placed Yeng on a chair.


    "So you''re the Chosen One, huh." The little girl said, her long black hair turned short. The right side of her hair was white, the 1/3 of it''s right part was gray and the remaining was black. "The guy from another world, who rides a dragon, burning all of his enemies into crisp and who will give eternal peace to Thear, huh."


    Albert didn''t abosorbed a single word that the little girl said so he just said "Huh...?"


    The little girl removed her black coat, leaving her with her red shirt and black shorts. She knelt with her knee. "I, Loraine Redfield swears loyalty for you, Lord Albert and your wife."


    "L-Lord Albert....!?!" His brain stopped for a second. "W-Wifee!?"


    "Isn''t she your wife?" She looked at Yeng.


    "No. And you can now rise. Please." Albert said.


    "Lord Albert.... then.... take me as your wife." Loraine said, blushing.


    "B-But...." Loraine then stood up and hugged Albert.


    "Oh Lord Albert, how many times have I prayed to the Bringer of Light for you to come. How many years! And now that you''re here... I don''t think I can even control myself......" Short as she is, she rubbed her face on Albert''s crotch, making it hard.


    "Ugh... L-Loraine... s-stop..."


    "Albert!!!!!!" He heard Yeng''s voice and came with it was her fist, making him faint.


    He then woke up, and when he came to, he saw Loraine''s face. He then realized that he was sleeping on her lap.


    Albert slowly stood up, trying not to wake the witch.


    Among the light of the candles and the flame of the fireplace, he saw something else that was glowing. But it was pink. "Devii." He called out.


    "Shh... you''ll wake the children. Come here, Albert. Come to me." It was Devii''s voice.


    Albert walked without a sound. And before he made another step, he saw Yeng, sleeping, hugging her katana like the last night.


    "What Loraine said to me... was it true? I think everything is a huge understanding."


    "It isn''t. You are both God and Lucifer''s chosen one, my dear Albert." Devii said.


    "But... they didn''t called me here... I-"


    "...came on your own will? This is the problem here, see." Devii stepped close to Albert, inside the devil''s trap, her face being enlighted with the candle on the floor. "You lack faith."


    "I''m here because of that stupid ''Dimension Distortion v.36.9.1'' application that Cezille made. I wasn''t called by God or Lucifer or anyone. I''m just a normal guy."


    "Who''s here to save Eliza, his most beloved. I know. But God made sure that you use it on the same time that those people at the church used their spell to summon you. It is fate that brought you here. Don''t you still believe me?"


    "You''re a demon. And demons lie." Albert said.


    "Who told you? Sam and Dean? Look here, my parents went with Lucifer during ''The Fall'' and was branded as traitors or as you call us, ''devils''. But being born with demon blood doesn''t mean that I''m bad. There are many kinds of animals, many kinds of humans. The same could be said with angels and demons. Albert, you are God''s chosen one."


    "And a demon is telling me all of this."


    "Yes. Would you believe it if an angel told you?"


    "Of course."


    "Now that''s racism." Devii laughed softly. "Too bad I''m the only one around."


    "Which is kinda sad."


    "But, would an angel do this?" Devii grabbed Albert on the back of his head as she kissed him on his lips. Her tongue pierced Albert''s lips as she let out a soft moan. She took Albert''s hands and placed it on her hips, letting his mouth go.


    "I doubt it." Albert said, as he kissed the taller Devii, with passion and lust.

 Cursed Wheel : Chapter Four

    Chapter iv: Sleepless Beauty


    She was Matthew''s girlfriend. She had short dark hair and blue eyes. Keiren met her on Matthew''s funeral a few days ago. The girl looked so different now. She was so beautiful before but now, she became a mess. Her beautiful dark hair became tattered and she had eyebags.


    Keiren remained silent. She knows what would happen if she made a sound. Her ankles and wrists are already chaffed from the shackles made of rough leather that binds her from the steel chair that she''s sitting on. She looked around in the dark room where she have stayed in for a few hours, yet it felt like years to her. It was a room with a table where different tools were laid. Hammer, scissors, injections, flasks that seems to contain some sort of chemicals, screw drivers of different sizes, a big pin cushion with tons of big and small pins, pliers, a notebook, remote control and a small drill. On the floor was her left ear that Keiren tore a few moments ago. She could still feel the pain from it being tore apart.


    Cezille''s blue eyes met Keiren''s. Cezille smiled. It was her normal friendly smile. But her eyes were like that of a dead fish''s. "Are you hungry? You haven''t eaten since  this morning. That''s what Vincent told me though. Tell me if he''s stealing food from you, okay?" She caressed Keiren''s hair. And then, her index finger met the scar of Cezille''s face that she carved a few minutes ago with a scalpel. From Keiren''s left eye to her chin, Cezille opened the scar with her black nails. Blood slowly dripped from the open wound. Keiren tried her best not to make a sound. "I like your pretty face." She smiled. "Alexandria is also pretty. Having those blonde strands of hair. I hate her." Cezille licked the blood that''s dripping from Keiren''s cheek. "Having all the good qualities. Like you. Which is why I hate both of you. But I can''t do this to her. She''s my blood. So you''ll have to take her place, is that alright? I mean, you have to endure more pain." She whispered. "You have to be tough."


    She walked towards the table and took a scalpel. "I forgot to tell Vincent to buy gloves today. I''m sorry." Cezille giggled like the high school girl she was. "I''m gonna get dirty today, I hope you don''t mind. I want to hear you scream like the whore you are." Cezille gently placed the edge of the scalpel on her cheeks. The blade was giving her skin a cold kiss. Keiren felt the scalpel slowly cutting the flesh of her cheeks.


    It hurts. Keiren thought. She closed her eyes due to the pain. She also hate seeing Cezille''s smile. It was a very scary smile. Her pretty face with eyes cold as Mercury and dead like Mars. Keiren didn''t made a sound.


    "Eh? No reaction?" Cezille''s voice was soft and low. "Okay. I guess you''re tired with this? Well yeah, I mean, I''ve cut you with this all over your body already." She walked towards the table again. She took the pin cushion. "This would be fun. Like the one I saw on TV where they would put pins on your body. I forgot what''s that called though." She took a small pin and pinned it to Keiren''s thumb using her thumb''s nail. Keiren screamed. "That''s the spirit!" She laughed softly. "This kinda ruins my nails but if this is the game you want to play..." Cezille frowned.


    The last thing that Keiren remembers was that she was going home when the same guy that told her to break up with Matthew or her little brother will die if not. And then, she woke up in the room that she was.


    "You know, if you weren''t that of a bitch, this wouldn''t have to happen."


    "This wouldn''t bring Matthew back." Keiren said with her hoarse voice. Her throat was dry due to lack of water. "If you kill me, it wouldn''t revive Matthew."


    "The cat gave your tongue back, huh? A small pin was all it took to make you talk again." She smiled. "I know it won''t revive Matthew. But I find this fun. Seeing you suffer is tastier than any cake I''ve ever eaten." She pierced another pin on the same thumb. Keiren''s left hand was shaking as blood slowly buds to where the pins were. She screamed loud again. "If you didn''t played fire with that June this wouldn''t happen."


    Keiren''s tears were wetting her cheeks. "June was just a friend!" She remembered June. He was Matthew''s friend who likes her.


    "That''s what they all say." She whispered to her ear. Cezille stabbed her right hand with athe knife that she produced from her skirt pocket. Keiren screamed louder. She tried to get off from her binds. But she failed. As everytime she has tried. "Matthew hanged himself because of you and your June." Her whispers were cold gusts of wind in her ears.


    Help support creative writers by finding and reading their stories on the original site.     "There was nothing between me and June! He has a girlfriend!" Keiren said while sobbing. "There was nothing! It wasn''t my fault."


    Cezille stabbed her other hand with the same knife. It made her scream once again. "I know." She whispered as she smiled. "I''m bored. See you tomorrow."


    The next day, after Cezille got home from school, she went to Keiren''s room to play. Cezille asks questions about Matthew. And everytime Keiren was wrong, she pulls a fingernail with her plier.


    "Can you guess who I am?" Cezille said with her empty smile, her blue eyes deprived from sleep and three scalpels on the spaces of her fingers on her right hand. She was wearing Matthew''s long sleeved shirt, and on it was the logo of his favorite band. Keiren noticed. "Clue, Matthew''s favorite movie character." She giggled.


    Still dizzy from loosing too much blood, Keiren, who''s strained on a chair with thick leather belts could hardly speak. But she tried her best to answer. Or another fingernail will be removed. "Wolverine." Keiren said.


    "Eeeeeennnnggg!!!!!" Cezille said, imitating the sound of a buzzer. She picked up the plier that''s been colored red by Keiren''s blood. "Freddy Krueger. He told me that you two watched it together once." Sighing, Cezille placed the plier back on her table filled with different tools. Sets of knives, scalpels, a drill, hammer, nails, a saw, scissors and a cutter. "I forgot that I pulled the last earlier." Cezille giggled. "Should I start cutting your fingers?" She placed her hand on her chin, thinking.


    Just thinking of her fingers being cut, Keiren sobbed. Tears ran down on her eyes. "Why? Are you hungry? If you promise to be a good girl, I''ll feed you." Cezille said, caressing the scars on the cheeks of her prisoner.


    "I promise." Keiren said, looking at Keiren''s blue eyes. She remembered that once, they glimmered. But now, it was tainted. Or her jailor just lack sleep.


    "Good." Cezille let her go, and left the room.


    The moment Cezille was gone, Keiren struggled to get off the chair she was in. Her body felt stiff. The bruises from her wrist and ankles hurts everytime she tries to escape. She looked on her fingers and toes. She cried once again. ''And tomorrow, it gets worse''. A whisper of her own voice said. ''Those fingers of yours, they''ll be gone. And you''ll die here.''


    She tried to break free again. But her restraints won''t budge. She struggled until she lost track of time and fell asleep.


    Keiren lost track of time and woke up sleeping on the floor. The chair she was in was gone. And Cezille''s tools were also gone. She stood up. Her knees, shaking as her heart pumped faster. She walked slowly until she felt the iron band on her neck. She was chained on the ground. "Damnit." Keiren cried.


    "You don''t like it?" It was Cezille. "Would you like it even better if it was made from gold? You know, like a gangsta." She laughed.


    "Kevin!" She recognized the kid that Cezille was holding. He was losing an arm and blood was flowing from his shoulder. The white school uniform that his little brother was wearing turned red due to blood. "Not my brother....."


    Cezille sat on the floor and so did Kevin. "I asked Kevin earlier if he wants to see his sister, so I took him with me."


    "What did you do to him, you monster?!" Keiren said, crying. Tears were flowing on her eyes nonstop.


    "Monster? I remember Matthew called me that after fucking his brains out." She grinned. "Anyways, I also asked him if he wants to help you. I told him that you were hungry."


    "Right, so Vincent took my arm and cooked it for you." Kevin said. His eyes were blank, a smile on his face and tears flowing down his eyes.


    "Good boy!" Cezille pat Kevin''s head. "Now Kevin, kindly take the platter from Vincent, okay?" Kevin nodded and walked outside the room.


    "What have you done to him?" Cezille said.


    Cezille lied down on the tiled floor. She liked the coldness of it. "It took ten toe nails and seven toes to make him obedient. Now, he''s my pet. He''d do anything for me now." She giggled.


    Wordless, Keiren just cried. And after a few minutes, her brother came back with a platter, his arm on it, vegetables soaked in gravy.


    "Now, Kevin. Why don''t you feed your big sister? She''s tired from all the fun we did the last two days." Cezille grinned.


    thanks to Bakemono for the edit on the art

 Cursed Wheel : Chapter Five

    A Tale of Two Worlds ii : Cursed Wheel


    Chapter V : Voiceless


    "I wonder if he''s here..." Milly said to the cold wind that brushed her hair as she unplugged her earphones off. Last night was her concert and it bugs her that Albert didn''t went to the backstage as he has always did on her last three concerts. And just now when she was hit by a writer''s block so she decided to meet Albert since his phone was off when she tried to call him. Ever since Milly liked Albert, all of her songs were about him. She thought that if she saw him, it might speed up her writing process.


    She was about to knock to the door of Albert''s house when the door opened. And inside it was a small girl who wears a flu mask, a white shirt that looks like Albert''s. "Hi there... is uhnmm.... Albert here?" A part of her thinks that she went to the wrong house.


    The little girl yawned. Somehow, she could see a little Patricia infront of her. "Melicia is waiting for him with Patty." Melicia gave her a piercing look with her brown eyes. "We ran out of ice, I''m sorry. It''s still waterry." She closed the door with a soft thud.


    "What?!" Milly knocked once again. The same girl opened the door. "I''m not here to buy ice." She said with a forced smile. If you''re not a cute little girl, I already slapped that fucking attitude out of you. She thought.


    Melicia stared at her with the same look. "No solicitation please." She closed the door once again.


    This made Milly angry. She knocked once again. Once she saw her target, she grabbed her cheeks.


    "Ughhhh.... Yet me gowww..." The little girl said, as her face was being streched.


    "Now tell me. Where is Albert."


    "Albert is gone." It was Patricia with her white shirt that''s been tied on it''s side, showing her stomach. "We visited him since he wasn''t answering my calls and shit. But yeah, he was gone."


    Milly, placed her hands inside the pockets of her pink hoodie, seeking for little warmth. Underneath that hoodie was her uniform. And underneath that uniform was a white shirt. And underneath that shirt was a tank top. "Where could he be? He wouldn''t miss my concert for a stupid reason..."


    "There''s indeed a stupid reason." She laughed.


    Patricia invited her in, so she let go of the small girl''s cheeks.


    "Who''s this little girl?" She asked as she removed her school shoes.


    "Melicia. My little sister." She sighed. "I just sneaked her from the hospital."


    Milly looked at the little girl once again. She had long hair and dark grey eyes.


    "You look like her."


    "Duh."


    Out of instinct, the two went straight to Albert''s room. Melicia, however went to the living room and slept on the couch, tucked in two layers of thick sheets.


    "Claire said that he went to Thear or something. He misses his blue haired Princess and went there to pick her up." Patricia said as she gestured a sachet of coffee to her. Milly nodded her head as she sat on Albert''s bed. "I find it hard to believe but... It''s Claire."


    Patricia took two mugs from Albert''s desk and there she poured the coffee powder, then the hot water. "Tell me," She said. "why did you like Albert so much?"


    "Where do I begin.....?" Milly took the coffee that Patria handed.


    .....


    ...


    .


    It was a hot summer day. Since she doesn''t have a uniform of her new school that she transferred to, because the uniform was out of stock, she was forced to wear her previous school''s uniform. It made her stand out. Not to mention her pretty face. And her being a popular singer.


    She was introduced by the teacher and everyone was star strucked by her. Except for one guy.


    Recess came when she was surrounded by everyone. Asking her questions and for autographs and making her sing. But this Albert guy was on his chair, scribbling on the back of his notebook.


    Albert was always alone. She noticed. He never cared about anyone. Nor does anyone cared about him. His eyes were empty black pools. And his ears were always plugged with his earphones. Doesn''t he know me? She thought. I can''t believe this!


    Days after days. Until it became weeks. Then two months. It was already December yet he still didn''t talked to her. She wanted him to notice her. But in the end, she didn''t care.


    It was a cold afternoon and her group was assignned as the cleaners. "What do I do with this?" Milly said as she showed everyone the Algebra book in her hand.


    "Just put it where you found it." A female classmate said.


    And that''s what she did. She was the last one to go home as she was the one who checked if everything was in order. Then two of her male classmates entered the room. She doesn''t know their names and only knows them by face. "Hi guys! Aren''t you going home?"


    Then, five more emerged from the other door of the classroom. The orange sunset was the only light in the room. Everything was cleaned. She was about to take her shoulder bag until two guys took her arm. "Uhmmm...? Guys? This hurts, you know?" But they didn''t say anything.


    The guy who looks like the boss of the group walked slowly. Milly was so scared that she was froze on the spot. She wanted to move and scream but just looking at the guy''s face scared her. He was about to place his hand on her cheeks until he was sent flying. By a fist. It was Albert. She looked around and saw the two other guys on the floor. The two guys holding Milly was shocked. They let her go and they already had their fists ready.


    The narrative has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.     One charged. He yelled loud as if it would make his punch stronger. However, he did not hit Albert. Albert grabbed his right arm with his left hand as Albert twisted it and made a fatal blow on the back of his opponents neck with his right elbow. It happened in one swift motion and so fast that Milly didn''t see it that much. The other guy just ran.


    Albert didn''t say a word. Neither did Milly. When Albert saw the boss looking guy about to get up, he kicked him hard in the head as he''s kicking a stray ball that went his way. He didn''t looked at Milly. He went straight to his seat at the back and took an Algebra book. He placed his book in his blue backpack and tucked both of his hands in his pocket. Albert was about to leave the room until Milly called out to her.


    "You never notice me!" She shouted. "Did I do something bad to you?"


    Albert looked at him with his blank eyes. "Everyone notices you. Isn''t that enough?" Then he left. A soft thud was heard.


    "What a jerk." Milly said. Then she grabbed her bag and walked towards the door. That was when she saw a cellphone on the ground. Probably Albert''s. A very expensive looking one. I''m going to look at his porn stash and show it to everyone in class tomorrow. This would be hilarious. Milly thought as she giggled evilly. She pressed unlock but it did nothing. Maybe the battery is low. She thought as she pressed it long enough to see the boot animation. Instead of being turned on, it turned off once again. "Fuck."


    Instead of changing her clothes, she took her charger from ther study desk''s drawer and plugged Albert''s phone. After a few minutes of waiting, she unplugged it and turned it on. "I wish there''s no password."


    And there wasn''t. Albert''s smartphone''s home wallpaper was an anime character with ponytail and a potato in hand. She was wearing a brown jacket and she seems to be happy just holding that potato. Milly didn''t care. She went straight to the gallery and was shocked. There was no porn. There were anime girls. But most of the pictures was her. Her album covers, her music videos and her live concerts. She pressed home and went to the music app. She found that most of the songs in his phone was hers. It made her heart skip a beat. Until it vibrated. It was just numbers who''s calling Albert''s phone. Due to shock, she didn''t answer it. And then a few seconds later, the same number called. She cleared her throat before answering it.


    "Hello?"


    "Oh. Thank you for answering? I''m Albert. The owner of that phone."


    She covered the mouthpiece of the phone and yelled "What the fuck should I do!?"


    "Do what your heart tells you to." It was her mom standing on her room''s door. Before Milly could even ask a question, her mom already answered it. "I was calling you earlier but you weren''t answering." She smiled. She looks just like Milly, but already in her forties. But it doesn''t show on her face. "Dinner''s ready." Then she closed the door.


    "Fuck." She whispered. "Oh... hey Albert..."


    "Emily?"


    "How did you know?" She smiled.


    "Nothing. Just don''t touch the gallery. Filled with boy''s stuff."


    She laughed. "I''m not like Miley Cyrus in my concerts. I don''t see me doing weird porn-like shit there as far as I could remember."


    "You already saw it? Damn."


    "Everything." She said as she smiled as if Albert was seeing her. "And thank you for earlier. The guard already asked me if I''m fine. I believe that it''s you who called them, yes?"


    "Yes, I did." His voice sounded like he was shy.


    "I''ll see you tomorrow." She said.


    "See you tomorrow."


    What happened to them yesterday spreaded to the whole school like a very contagious disease.


    That was when they started to become close. They talked about music and movies and anime. There were times that they even watch it together in Albert''s house. Just the two of them.


    A week later and she started to hear the whisperings of the people around them. It was recess and Albert was the one who bought their food at the canteen. Milly was sitting on the stairs next to their classroom when a group of girls approached her.


    "Emily! I heard you and Albert were going out now." A girl with long hair said.


    "Is it true?" A short girl said.


    Everyone was giggling as they surrounded Milly.


    "No... we''re friends." Was all she said.


    "I know right! You wouldn''t date a loser like him, right?" A girl said.


    "Right!" The other girls agreed in chorus.


    "Emily." It was Albert. With his poker face that he wore weeks ago.


    "Girls, let''s go." A girl said as she walked away. The rest of the girls followed, murmuring to each other and then laughing out loud


    Albert handed her a hotdog sadwich and a coke.


    And since then, Albert became cold towards her.


    ........


    ....


    .


    "I don''t know. He looks so cool, I guess." Milly smiled.


    Patricia smiled as she took a sip on her coffee. "I know a liar when I see one." She said, inviting the angel of awkward silence unto Albert''s room.


    Thanks to Bakemono for the edits

 Cursed Wheel : Chapter Eight

    A Tale of Two Worlds ii : Cursed Wheel


    Chapter viii : Blond Strands and Bloody Hands


    "Ugh...." Alexandria moaned, her hand deep down in her pants. She grasped for breath as she put down the doujinshi she was reading. "Never thought it was THIS good. Damn that Claire."


    As she stood up, she decided that she should take a bath.


    "Ma''am Alexandria." Keiren said with an empty smile. "Should I help you wash yourself?" The maid said as she saw Alexandria on her way to the bathroom, towel in hand.


    Alexandria examined The new maid. Her face was filled with cuts, yet beautiful. She felt sorry for her being her little sister''s toy. The horrors she must''ve experience up until now. She thought that Keiren was better off tortured to death. "Uhmmm... sure." She smiled at her. It made her remember a certain memory when she was young.


    Back then, it was Cezille who would ask her that question. They would go to the shower together. It was Cezille who would wake her up early in the morning, not the alarm clock. It was Cezille who would sit on the back seat of the car, but now it was empty.


    "Am I a bad sister?" Alexandria asked Keiren who''s scrubbing her back. "Why do you think Cezille hate me so much?"


    "......"


    "I won''t slap you or anything. And it''s not a trick question. No need to be afraid." She reassured the naked maid, her body filled with scars and cuts.


    "....C-Cezille says.. you''re so beautiful with your long blond hair." Keiren said, her voice stuttering. "That you look like your father...."


    "People says that a lot." Alexandria giggled. "What else?"


    "If she hears this.... I can''t say it..."


    "It''s fine. I won''t tell her." Alexandria turned around and pinched Keiren''s cheek.


    "Cezille says that she ha-"


    "Cezille hates you, Alexandria." Claire entered the bathroom, her small body was naked and looked at Alexandria. Alexandria was always amazed at her Claire''s tattoo on the left side of her small chest. Alexandria made way for her so that she could also dip on the large jacuzzi she was in.


    "Geez, thanks." Alexandria smiled as she pat the glassesless girl. "I know that. But why?"


    "I should take my leave.." Just before Keiren was about to stand up, Claire took her by the hand and pulled her. She fell on Claire''s legs down the bubbling water and she lifted her head in an instant as if she was drowning.


    Claire kissed her on the lips but Keiren was fighting back. The more she hated it, the more Claire liked it.


    "Are you drunk?" Alexandria asked as she chopped Claire''s head.


    "Ow...." Claire shook her head. "With Demon Blood." She said without a single speck of emotion. As always.


    "Yeah. Right. You and your demon things."


    Claire titled her head at her cousin as she stood up then to Keiren''s frustrated looking face as if she just find Clorox''s taste not that appealing.


    "I should take my leave." Alexandria said as she left.


    She took a bathrobe and went to her room. The moment she closed the door, moans was heard inside the bathroom. Most of it was Keiren''s. Then she was greeted by her raven haired little sister. "Smokin'' hot."


    Just when she was about to say a come back, she looked at her and saw that Melissa, Aldred''s little sister. She had her hair tied into pigtails and somehow, without the eyeliner. "Oh yah." She smiled. "Melissa, good to see you here."


    "I was just about to go." Melissa said, smiling, with the jar with an eyeball inside on her hands.


    "Take care then." Alexandria grinned as she watched the girl walk on her own on their massive mansion. The moment she saw the girl was gone from their sight, she looked on her little sister.


    "What?" Cezille said.


    "You getting sleep these past few days? Your eyes aren''t that swelling anymore."


    "I still think of him...." Cezille tried to smile.


    Cezille stood up and hugged her big sister. She didn''t find Alexandria''s body being wet a hindrance. Alexandria hugged her back.


    She found it funny that ever since Matthew died, they became sisters again. She thought that Matthew''s death would push her away from Cezille further. But it became a way for them to become what they were before.


    Alexandria became happy that Matthew was dead. But somehow, it feels so weird that Alexandria still feels so distant.


    She went to her room, looking for clothes to wear. But somehow, she couldn''t choose any. Nor the dress she wore on her first date with Aldred doesn''t look that appealing to her anymore. When she was about to leave her room with only her black lingerie, she saw Aldred''s sweatshirt on the back of her room''s door. "Might as well go with the  s a d g i r l  look today, huh."


    Dressed on her boyfriend''s black long sleeved shirt, black pants and black knit cap, she went to find Vincent to drive for her to the hospital that Aldred was in.


    Unauthorized tale usage: if you spot this story on Amazon, report the violation. Alexandria was about to leave her room until she saw the picture of her and Cezille''s graduation on Elementary. She took it in hand and gazed at it, her eyes filled with longing for her sister. As if she never saw her in years. "Things will change now, right?" She smiled. "I don''t mind if I''ll only be a replacement for him... as long as we can be together."


    She walked the halls of their mansion and saw Claire and Keiren walked out of the bathroom. Claire seemed to be happy, eventhough her face was expressionless as ever. Keiren, on the other hand, seemed to be more closer to Claire as she was holding Claire''s hand. Or was it Claire that was holding hers. Either way, both seemed to be happy as Alexandria passed them by.


    "Oh, have you two seen Vincent?" Alexandria said as she turned back.


    "Mr. Vincent is on his room, Ms. Alexandria." Keiren said, smiling a little.


    "Thanks."


    She walked the halls, both her hands on her pockets, till she heard screams coming for Vincent''s room. It was from a boy and a girl. Alexandria opened the room and there was Vincent, sitting on his bed with his arms crossed, watching a little boy carve a couple who seems to be high schoolers from her school. Their faces were familiar to her.


    Noticing the presence of Alexandria, Vincent stood up and bowed like the butler he is, except that he was wearing casual clothes. "Ms. Alexandria, I''d like you to meet my apprentice, Kevin. He''s Keiren''s little brother. Kevin, say hi to Ms. Alexandria."


    Kevin placed the surgical knife that he was holding and placed it to the table where other of his tools were. The kid bowed like Vincent and smiled. It was the same smile as Vincent''s. Beautiful but lifeless. Alexandria never trusted Vincent''s eyes. And now, he''s making a copy of him. "Good afternoon, Ms. Alexandria. I am at your service from this day ''till the end of my days."


    Alexandria sighed. "You made him read ''A Song of Ice and Fire''? And what''s up with the lost arm?"


    "Made the kid watch the show first so that he won''t get disappointed when he saw the show." Vincent scratched his head. "Ms. Cezille told me to find a doctor to have it replaced like Edward Elric''s arm."


    "Make sure she use her own money." She walked next the kid. "Who are these two?" Alexandria asked as she took a knife from the table.


    "June and Jessie." Vincent smiled. "They were the reason behind Matthew''s suicide. This June was the one flirting with Keiren. Jessie on the other hand," Vincent walked towards Jessie and carresed her long hair. She looked the other way. "...she''s a piece of art, I must say."


    "I too, love art." Alexandria said, carving a heart shape on June''s stomach. June bit his lip as he tried not to scream. "It''s kind of a waste to.... waste her." She thought it was funny. But no one laughed.


    "All yours, Ms. Alexandria." Vincent said, invitingly


    "Don''t want to get my favourite sweatshirt stained with blood." Alexandria said as she walked towards the door. "Drive me to the hospital." Alexandria turned around, knife in hand, aiming for June.


    "With pleasure." Vincent said.


    Alexandria threw the knife and hit June''s left hand. June groaned in pain as blood slowly trickled. "And let the kid play with his toys."


    Kevin then picked up a syringe and filled it with a yellowish liquid from a bottle that has a skull logo on it. Alexandria thinks that it must be acid and grinned at the kid.


    "And yeah, let''s buy flowers on the way. Aldred''s flowers must be withered right now."


    "Ms. Alexandria, I heard from Ms. Claire that you gave your guns to Albert for his...." Vincent felt that the word was too weird for his tongue. "...quest?"


    "Yes. Even my priced Dragunov." She smiled.


    He took a white gun from his bed''s pillow and handed it to Alexandria


    "Do you have a silencer to go with this?" She smiled.


    Vincent drove the black 1997 Chevrolet Impala and went to the said flower shop and then to the hospital.


    ''I miss him so much.'' Alexandria whispered to herself, flowers in hand. The moment she went outside of her care, people would begin to turn their heads towards her. Normally, she would look at them and smile. But somehow, she feels lonely.


    ''Cezille.... Aldred... I wish I have them both.'' Then she smiled to herself. ''Right, Cezille is starting to open up once again.''


    The door of Aldred''s room has a ''Do not disturb'' sign on it. But since she''s one of the hotshots around, such a thing could not stop her. ''It''s just probably Melissa.'' She said. So she opened it. Then, the smile on her face faded.


    There, she saw Melissa on top of Aldred, naked. Screaming and moaning above her sleeping big brother.


    "Melissa?"


    Melissa looked at Alexandria. Wordless.


    Alexandria pulled the gun equipped with a black silencer that Vincent gave her. She felt the cold trigger with her fingers as tears anger starts to morph into her face.


    thanks to A.J. for the edits of the art


    Link on how he did his magic on my shit of a drawing :>


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 Cursed Wheel : Chapter Six

    A Tale of Two Worlds ii : Cursed Wheel


    Chapter vi : Bloodless Vampire


    "Is there anything that bugs your mind? Besides... that erectile dysfunction of yours..." Dr. Antonette Vengurwer said, looking at her paper in hand. She crossed her white legs and shifted her bangs with the pencil that she took from her desk.


    What am I doing here, you ask? I''ve been tasked to investigate this Psychic Vampire that Yeng accuses to "suck" the life and happiness out of her patients. I too, want to be sucked. But in a different way, of course.


    There have been a rumor around here in Misdergis that all of her patients die and no one who have entered her clinic who came out alive. And by the way, this is the only, yes, ONLY clinic there is here on Thear. And she is the only doctor here. Apparently, she was the first. And nasty rumors have come with it.


    "I know that this ''erectile dysfunction'' of yours is not true, judging by the buldge down you pants." Dr. Antonette said, looking on my pants. "Tell me, what is bothering you. I can see the weight on your shoulders."


    I immediately removed my bag from my shoulders as a pun. "No, not that wei-." she sighed as her palm met her face. "Something''s wrong about you, and you know that. I can see it through your humor. And stop undressing me with those eyes... I feel.... uncomfortable..." Dr. Antonette said as she hid her face with her paper, only showing her dark red hair.


    How can she know that? "Uhmm.... I don''t know...."


    "You can tell me anything." She placed the paper on her desk and carried her chair to get close to me. "The difference between me and an acolyte is that I work for my own sake and you get what you pay for."


    I can''t get my eyes off from her small cleavage when she leaned towards me. "I.... ugh...."


    "I won''t tell anyone." She sat, crossed legged once again with her friendly but awkward smile. "Keeping those thoughts inside you is like recruiting an archer to shoot you on a certain date by surprise. It will kill you. Not literally." Her dark brown eyes looked up the ceiling and then to me. "But, you do get my point." Dr. Antonette smiled.


    I sighed deeply. I''m here to investigate her, not to have a psychiatrist check up on my well being. And yeah, I can''t seem to imagine that such a nice person as her drain life from people. I mean, come on.


    Since I''m here, might as well lighten up my load..


    "You see.. there''s this girl that I just met. She lost her family but her friend sacrificed all she have and heck, she even sold herself to be a slave of a certain Lord down Osniton." I lied. I can''t just say that Gretzel went full-on Dark Side when Lorice took her body. "I met her down the alley, she was shot by an arrow on her stomach. And with such an injury, she could not fight those whose harrasing her. I don''t want to help her, actually. Since I don''t want to hurt anyone anymore..."


    "But you thought that you have to, right?" The red haired doctor said, her eyes were glimmering. "Even though you don''t like it, you saved her. You know that you are no "White Knight" material, but you still did."


    "Yeah..." I forced a smile. "So I took her home and treated her wounds. And my friends and step-sister were swooned over her since, well, she''s different."


    "Different?" She asked.


    Shiiiiitt.... come on Albert, think of something.......


    "She''s high born. Daughter of a Liege Lord that she never said.. also she''s from the Inner City of Osniton." Which is true. The Inner City was where all the Lords of What-Have-You lives while the Outer Town was where the normal people lives. Or what they call ''Low Born''. People with no titles nor lands. Most of them were slaves but since King Ezmond started ruling, he freed them all. But some still secretly sell humans as if they were merchandise.


    "I see. And this girl... what is her name?"


    Crap.


    "Milly." I blurted out of nowhere.


    "You love her, don''t you."


    I instantly thought of Milly''s smug face everytime she makes me remember how crazy I was for her back then. "What!? No! Milly''s just a friend!"


    Dr. Antonette raised a brow as she crossed her arms. "You''re thinking of a different person. Why would you even lie about this girl''s name?"


    "She''s.... kinda popular and her name''s...."


    "Okay, okay. But I think that you DO love her. I mean, the way you look earlier. But this Milly girl.. you can''t love two people at the same time, Albert." The way she said my name sent a chill down my spine. And my... you know.


    "Okay!!! I admit! I like them both."


    "LOOOOOOOOVEEEE." She teased.


    "Okay okay okayyyy!!!"


    She laughed. "Go on."


    I think I have a stupid reddish face right now. "So we spent days together on my apart- I mean, house."


    Reading on Amazon or a pirate site? This novel is from Royal Road. Support the author by reading it there. "What did your parents say about her?"


    "My parents... they..."


    "It''s okay, tell me." She said, placing her hand on my shoulder.


    I took another deep sigh. "Okay... my dad died in a accident. But I don''t think that it was really an accident. And having inherited all his.... gold. And..... his.... castles.... I became Lord of this small town.."


    "Oooohhh... Lord Albert. What town is this?"


    "Ehhhh... it''s... it''s so small it''s not on the map. More of like, a clan."


    Seeing through the lies on my details, she sucked her pencil and then when she pulled it off her mouth, it made a popping sound. "And your Lord Mother remarried? You said have a step-sister."


    "Yes. They were two. They were daughters of her new husband. Mother now lives on the castle that her husband owns and left me alone.."


    "Lord Albert." She said sarcastically. "Why did you leave the warm walls of your castle and your step-sister and this Milly girl?" She probably knew I don''t want to talk about my mother.


    "I want to find her. I don''t know... the house feels so different without her. I looked for her for a week on the... town... but I didn''t find her."


    "So you left."


    "And someone said that she was taken as a.... slave. " Not exactly. But Devii said that she was held as a prisoner on the dungeons of Osniton. She was being kept alive and Devii said that Lorice wants her to rule Osniton while being her puppet.


    She raised her eyebrow once again. "So you want to save her. Where is she?"


    "Inner City of Osniton."


    She whistled as she laid back on her chair. "That''s leagues from north here in Misdergis. You do love her."


    "I guess...."


    .......


    ...


    "That''s it?" Yeng said as she stood from her chair.


    The flames from the hearth could no longer keep us warm so we started wearing more layers of clothing. I also changed my clothes to adapt in this world and avoid questions. Except for the 2/4 witch, 1/4 human and 1/4 elf, who was reading her grimoire, memorizing her incantations with her goggles on. She probably has bad eyesight. Why can''t she just use her magic to cure her eyes. And yeah, she says that witches never feels too cold nor too warm.


    "That''s it." I said.


    "You just had a heart to heart talk with a monster!" Yeng said, her voice boomed.


    "She''s no monster. She just want to help people!" I answered.


    "Help people die!"


    "You don''t have evidence!"


    "I do!"


    Loraine then started whispering an incantation. Even with the pendant on my chest, I could still not understand a word that she said.


    "What is she doing?" I asked.


    "A spell to remove hearing." Yeng laughed softly. "Bitch probably got irritated from our shoutings." Then her face turned towards me. The whole room from the inn started to vanish. The two beds, the clock, the fireplace, the wooden floor, everything. And all I could see was her face. "Have you noticed the trees and plants around her house?"


    I tried my best to remember it. "The trees and plants were withered. What of it?"


    She sighed. "When she doesn''t have humans to drain, she goes for the trees to feed."


    "But winter is just a few days away, right?"


    "Right. But have you seen the other trees around? Aren''t they lively?"


    That was when she walked outside the inn with her katana placed on her hip. I followed her, leaving the witch on the room.


    When I walked outside the door, not even her shadow was left. I ran but she was already gone.


    I ran as fast as I could towards Dr. Antonette''s clinic. It was hard to run with this long jacket that I bought on a weird store that sells stuff from "different worlds".


    When I got to the clinic, I was too late. The doctor''s blood was all over the floor and so was her head. And next to it was a child, not about four to five years old.


    "You were right." Yeng said with blood on her face. She wiped it with the back of her hand. "Dr. Antonette was innocent. She only feeds on the trees..."


    "But why did you kill her.... and this child...."


    "Psychic Vampires cannot learn on feeding from other sources except from humans until they reach adulthood. That''s why the child must be killed. But Dr. Antonette thought of it not....." Yenfersteria said, her eyes red. But not from blood.


    Thanks to bakemono for the editsssssss

 Cursed Wheel : Chapter Seven

    A Tale of Two Worlds ii : Cursed Wheel


    Chapter vii: The Scientist


    The white snow on the ground was dyed red. The paper bag that contained the spaghetti noodle''s was on the ground. Red.


    Claire''s long blond hair turned into a scarlet red as her mother''s blood flew down her face through her neck. She never felt really cold, since this is the place she grew up on. Moscow, Russia.


    The wind that brought snowflakes blew. Claire stood up, and there she saw her mother. She was shot.


    Claire screamed.


    "Whoa!" Alexandria said, startled by her cousin''s sudden jump from her bed. "What happened?"


    Claire picked up her glasses on her study desk. Looking at Alexandria, she saw that she was reading the yaoi doujinshi that she ordered on the internet. "You have the wrong idea." She flicked the back of her short hair.


    Alexandria scoffed. "Since when did you started reading this crap?"


    "....research." Claire said, placing her small hands on her knees.


    "Yeah, I cleaned your weapon stash. Every damn barrel."


    "Old habits can''t die easy, huh?" Claire said, tilting her glasses.


    "I was bored. And my guns are on Albert since he left. You should''ve given him yours instead. You don''t use don''t them much."


    "I go to the shooting range once in a while."


    "Not as ''Once in a while'' like my ''Once in a while''." Alexandria said, smiling. "I''ll confiscate this." Alexandria said as she stood up and placed the doujinshi on her armpit. "I''m the oldest here, so I get to read it first." She grinned and turned around as her long blond hair flew in the air as she walked in large strides.


    Claire let out a huge sigh. "So much for my research."


    Then she remembered the dream she had earlier. It was the same dream she''s been having since her mother died. Her mother''s death on that cold winter''s day.


    .....


    ...


    Four years earlier, she roamed the city of Moscow. She lived just by herself and begging for food. Claire envied the other families when she takes her stroll around the city to look for something to eat. Some people gives her food and money. She managed to live for a few weeks. But the winter in Russia is harsh. Without a room on her head and walls to keep her warm, she was on the verge of being frozen to death when she was about to be buried deep in the snow. That was until a man came to her to help her.


    He told her that he''ll feed her and treat her as his own. Left with no other choice, she agreed. But she never thought that she was about to suffer more.


    She was fed, she was sheltered and she was clothed. But Claire was raped and tied on her bed.


    Everyday, different men entered and left the room she was in. She lost count of how many men have abused her small body. She was about to lose her sanity until another man came to the room she was in.


    "Don''t worry, I''m not like any other man." His blue eyes turned dark red. Claire thought she already lost her mind. But she was wrong. "I''m here for a deal." The man said as his eyes returned back to normal.


    The man sat on her bed and untied her. "I''m hungry, and you want out. I think we can make a small deal." He smiled. "I can give you anything you want."


    Claire sat on the bed, her body hurts everywhere. "I want... to be smart." She said.


    She has always been stupid at making decisions. And she have regretted the last decision she made the most.


    The demon smiled, "Why not the deaths of those who placed you in this situation?"


    "Why are you giving me this deal?"


    The author''s tale has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. "I haven''t granted your wish yet, but you are already becoming smart."


    "Answer me."


    The demon sighed. "I have plans for you. On the other side, that is."


    "You''re gonna torture me to death?"


    "Well, no." The demon wearing the meatsuit of a man shrugged. "You see, I''m walking this Earth to look for unfortunate children. Like you. I mean, come on. How many men have.... well.."


    "And you''re going to make me a foot soldier of yours?"


    "A general, maybe. You deserve to have a higher paygrade. Higher than mine." He scratched the back of his hand as he stood up.


    "So you''re going to take my soul when I die?"


    "Something like that. But I''m taking the half of it now."


    "Wait, what?"


    "A part of you that you don''t need."


    "And what''s that?"


    "You''re emotions."


    ........


    ....


    ..


    "Sealed with a kiss."


    "You mean ''It started with a kiss''?" Melissa said, her eyes deeply drawn with black eyeliner. She was still in her uniform at the moment.


    "That Korean drama? Never thought you were into that kind of stuff." Cezille said with disgust, her blue eyes surrounded with eyebags. She was only wearing a tank top and on her school uniform''s skirt. Somehow, she is already on recovery. She started to get more sleep than usual.


    "Here''s your cola, Cezille." It was Keiren, dressed in a maid uniform. Her hands shaking.


    "Thank you. You may now leave." Cezille smiled at the fragile maid.


    "Yes."


    "I just remembered something that I need to do down at the basement." Claire said.


    "Suit yourself, more cola for us." Melissa said as she raised a glass of cola to Claire.


    "Indulge your selves." Claire said. She would be smiling if she could. But she couldn''t. Ever since that fateful kiss that sealed the deal, she could no longer feel anything nor express what she feels. But how can you express what you''re feeling if you''re feeling nothing? Even though she had all the smarts, she could never find an answer to it.


    When she got into the basement, Vincent was there, lighting all the candles. And on the middle of the empty and dark basement that''s only being lightened by the said candles, was the Devil''s Trap. And outside of it was a small table and other stuff needed to summon one.


    "The circle doesn''t need to be in blood. Nor on red paint." Claire said to Vincent, who was smiling at her when she entered the room.


    "Chalk would do, but hey." He flicked his hair with his hands. "Showmanship is everything, I must say."


    "You''re right. It does look good."


    "Do you want me to leave, Miss Claire?"


    "This will get bloody. Since I''m going to kill a demon tonight." She sighed. "I need you fresh for tomorrow morning when you''re going to dump his ugly little corpse."


    "Or yours." Vince grinned.


    Claire closed her eyes. And when she opened it, dark red eyes started to glow in the dark. "Or yours." She only have to raise her hand in the air like Darth Vader does when he is using the Force to choke someone. And that''s how the scene looks like now.


    Vince, who''s in the air struggles and kicks in the air. His hands on his neck. Claire threw him on the side where the junk of the basements were placed on big boxes.


    "Clean up that mess before you leave."


    "Y-Yes... Ms Claire."


    Thanks to A.j.-san for editing and bakemono for his efforts <3

 Random Authors Blabber#1

    Aaaaaannnnddd yeah. If you''re reading this, Thanks. I believed I haven''t showed you guys the Earth Eliza yet, right?


    Here ya go.


    But seriously, I''m getting tired of writing ''cuz no one wants to publish it. (BOOHOO) But then it hit me. I mean, I am kinda living the dream. Writing and shit. Except for the part that I have to get a new job after another. Being a contractual and not being able to go to college is tough. (Yeah, I have to work since my dad died. Well, I started working after I graduated HS).


    Anyways, have I told you guys where I got the idea of this novel?


    Listen to this


    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4RmIqdoZs_s


    Unauthorized content usage: if you discover this narrative on Amazon, report the violation.


    Back in high school, I was making a manga (yeah it was a crappy love story that obviously, ends up tragic. I never finished it and I gave it to a gril that I dated. Forgot how the story goes.) which is idk, 5 years ago? And then I heard this song and then, bam. Two worlds blah blah blah. If yea listen to the lyrics, "lost in the woods again", that''s where I got the idea of the forest thingy.


    One more thing. I decided to draw this when I was bored yesterday.


    I want to write erotica somehow... but.... I only want to write yuri. I never seen.


    That;s it for now. Ja~ :>

 Cursed Wheel : Chapter Eight.5

    A Tale of Two Worlds ii : Cursed Wheel


    Chapter viii.5 : Drifter


    I''ve been wandering around the universe for about... I don''t know, probably ten billion years? Ever since I lost the battle to the nameless God, I was reincarnated multiple times. Or atleast, awakens as another person. It has always been like that. Last time I was a knight with a dragon, a ninja with a direwolf and now, I became a school girl with a pet cat.


    How pathetic it was. I was powerless in this world. Having a weak body of a nine year old and a spiritual animal that can''t even protect me from being raped by my step-brother. And I used to be a God of Destruction. Now I think I can relate to the Nameless God. He too must''ve forgotten His name like I. I haven''t heard anyone prayed or called me by my real name. And now, I have forgotten it.


    "Don''t tell father. Or you know what happens." Aldred said as he stood and picked his brief. "No one will believe you anyways." He smiled.


    "Okay." I said as I started to put my clothes on.


    My father in this world remarried to another woman. And yes, she has a son. And he was Aldred. He would occasionally go to my room and ''use'' me. And then after that, he would leave me as is saying the same words. "Don''t tell father." I think he''s just lonely. So I thought I should do my best for him.


    It was around 7pm when I was looking for Astaroth, my tri-colored cat. But he was nowhere to be found. Not in my room, the living room. Nowhere. I went outside and there I saw him, lifeless on the pavement. I cried. I don''t know for how long but I cried until Aldred pat my shoulder. "It''s okay." He said smiling. He took the cat and told me to wait for him.


    And then he was holding a jar with a pair of eyeballs floating inside it. "It''s Astaroth."


    I took the jar from him and smiled back.


    His school is just next to mine so we go to school together. I held his hand and smiled. He smiled right back at me as he gripped my hand tightly in return.


    Surely, if the other gods heard how lowly I have become, they''d laugh at me. However, I don''t see that as something to be ashamed of. Being a God of a certain solar system can be a headache sometimes. Being a human is rather amusing. Instead of thinking about tons of life form, you''ll only think about yourself and a certain people around you. But the worse is the feeling you get when you see your loved ones die before you. I still don''t get the idea as to why The Creator created "life". Is it amusing to Him to see people die?


    When we get home together, mom and dad still weren''t home. So I took him in the arm again and dragged him to my room. I pushed him to my bed and started to undress.


    "No, Melissa. Stop." Aldred said, frowning.


    "What? Isn''t this what you like the most?"


    "No.. I... I have a girlfriend right now." He said. "I''m sorry."


    "Aren''t I your girlfriend?"


    "You''re my sister. I''m sorry." Then he walked outside my room, leaving me behind.


    ......


    ...


    ..


    I heard a deep sigh. I looked on my left. It was Cezille. She had long dark hair matched with blue eyes and white skin. I think she looks like Snow White.


    "What''s the matter?" I asked my 3rd grader classmate.


    "It''s... my sister has a boyfriend." She said. Her eyes were almost in tears. She was wiping them before they even fall.


    "So?"


    "So..." She looked at me, frowning. "...she won''t play with me anymore!" Cezile said as she stared to cry.


    The teacher then asked why she was crying and I told her Cezille''s situation. The teacher said that it was just normal since they were grown ups.


    "Hey," I said to Cezille. She looked at me with her bloodshot eyes. "Let''s go to a mall together?"


    "Why should I go with you?" She said.


    "Because I''m lonely too." I smiled.


    And so Cezille and I went out of school together. There I saw my brother talking to a yellow haired girl. The yellow haired girl smiled at me as I approached them.


    "Is this Melissa? Isn''t she cute?" She pinched me. I felt Cezille hiding behind my back.


    "No need to hide Cezille. I already saw you."


    "Alexandria.. I want to go to the mall with Melissa."


    "Yeah. Can we, Aldred?" I looked at him and when he saw that I saw him holding the yellow haired girl''s hand, he let go of it.


    "Sure.. but.." he looked at the yellow haired girl.


    Reading his mind, the yellow haired girl said "Vincent will accompany you." She smiled.


    If you discover this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation. That was when a boy of fifteen appeared out of a black car. "You called, Ms. Alexandria?"


    "Drive these two kiddo''s at the mall. I''ll just walk on my way home."


    "What about Ms. Claire?"


    "Claire took a sick leave. She''s at the house, remember?"


    The guy with a good looking face smiled at me. But somehow, I can feel the evil aura behind his beautiful mask.


    "The music is loud. Turn it off." Cezille said.


    "Ms. Cezille," Vincent said as he was driving. "..there are times that we just want to scream, right? Anger, sadness, frustration... that is what rock is. They are screaming so that you don''t have to scream for yourself."


    "Then turn it up."


    And since then, Cezille and I became bestfriends. We both started loving the same things. Dark things. Metal music, gothic clothes. Everything. And we both shared the same hatred that we have for our siblings.


    Until two years has passed and I became a high schooler. Everything was fine. I even ended up in Cezille''s class. I would go to school early and wait for her or the other way around. We would sit together along with my dead cat, Astaroth, who''s inside his jar. I remember how my brother said that ''Eyes are the windows to the soul''. So every time I look Astaroth''s eyes, It''s like seeing him from the other side.


    Speaking of other side. I wish I was dead. Really. But every time I die, I would wake up as a different person inheriting his/her memories. Which sucks. I could not even remember some of my old memories from million''s of years ago. But I do know one thing for sure. This is the best world I''ve ever been. Except for that yellow haired girl.


    "Hey guys." It was Alexandria. She sat on the table next to Cezille, holding a sandwich. "How are you guys doing?"


    "Fine." Cezille said.


    Then I heard slurping sounds next to me. It was a blond girl with short hair and red glasses. She was eating spaghetti.


    "Hi Claire. Too bad we didn''t end up in the same class."


    "Too bad." She said.


    It kinda became a routine. Going to school, eating with Cezille and going home with her. That was until... that incident.


    Alexandria was kidnapped by some goons and they were asking for money. Aldred doesn''t know what to do as they said that they need 10 million pesos.


    I was against about the stupid idea of him and Albert rescuing Alexandria, but he still went. No matter how many times I tried to stop him, he never listened. And that''s where a bullet to the head took him to a deep sleep. He was lucky to be ''barely alive''. So Alexandria is doing everything to wake him up. Or atleast, keep him alive. The doctors said that there''s no chance of him waking up ever again. But she still insisted.


    So, every time I visit him on the hospital, I would do to him what I can do most. To make him feel loved even when he is asleep. And then, here comes the blond girl.


    "Melissa?" She said as she dropped her flowers. I could see the anger behind those cold glacier-like eyes while I''m on top of the guy that he loves.


    She slowly pulled something from her back. It was a white gun with a black silencer on it. Her face was filled with anger as she pointed the gun at me. Her hands were shaking. Until she pulled the trigger.


    And tha''s when I felt the bullet through my head and I fell down my brother''s bed, naked.


    So, my soul drifted... again. I wonder what kind of person will I become this time?


    It was so dark. The dark abyss where the souls go is a scary place. You''re consciousness stays but you have no form. No body. No voice. Until you have finished the ''cooldown'', you''ll be reborn into something else. If you''re lucky, a human. Or a God. But then again, I won''t stay here for a while. Oh here it is. My Uber driver.


    "Cyrdiel? Are you okay?" A man''s voice said as he held me on my shoulders. I couldn''t see his face since my vision is still blurry.


    "My head hurts." I said. It''s one of the side effects of drifting. As the memories of the person integrates with my, all this ''data'' is being forced inside my soul.


    "Can you tell me? Where is this dragon?" He said. "We need it''s power to burn the witch! We need to win this war."


    Can''t you see a computer lagging right now? It is me. Wait a second. My head still hurts.


    Okay... wait. This is... weird. And at the same time... great.


    I laughed hysterically.


    ""What''s the problem?" He said.


    "It is I, Cyrdiel of the family Alswell, the Dragon Maiden you''ve been looking for." I said. As I looked at him for the first time.


    He had blue hair and wears some sort of medieval armor. And his eyes. Oh, his eyes were so green. And beneath those eyes... "Aldred?" I said. "Big brother?"


    thanks to AJ for the edits.

 Cursed Wheel : Chapter Ten

    A Tale of Two Worlds ii : Cursed Wheel


    Chapter x : Dragon Maiden


    "Melissa, huh." I said to the wind. The fire inside my tent could no longer suffice for I still feel the cold outside. She does know everything about Melissa and me. And about Alexandria...


    It pains me to think that Alexandria is still hoping to see me when I''m right here, playing knight. It''s been nine years here and there, only four months. Just.... And Cyrdiel... I cheated her. Will Alexandria even forgive me? Will I ever see her again?


    Or was this all a dream? Do I even exist? Is anything real? I took my mail off together with my inner shirt. I could still feel the cut that I got from Haldren when he pushed me away from the witc with his sword. I still hear his voice echoing from that day. "Stay away from Osniton!"


    "I''m not sure if we should really do this. I see nothing wrong with Lorice ruling Osniton. The city has even prospered ever since she sat on the throne." Whilim said as he drank his cup of wine and then placed it back on the round table. An elf with long green hair and yellow eyes. A very great tactician who joined the Dragon Slayers after we took the town Elfenskye.


    "And Lord Norwind, we are up against a witch." Geftar, a man of his thirties who has a long forked beard and dark eyes said. He and his army joined the Dragon Slayers after the fall of their great city, Suj Keriam.


    "Not just any witch." Theresa, a girl of twenty. A priestess of the Lost Gods who joined... or should I say, we adopted. "She is the Goddess Lorice."


    "I''ve seen Gods killed by Sam and Dean a few times." Cyrdiel, or should I say, Melissa said as she smiled. "There''s no backing down now. We are fifty to sixty thousand strong. We have the knights, archers, squires, arrow fodders, weapons, ammunition and the food that we needed. We can win this war." Melissa looked at me. The reflection in her eyes was still the same. Upside down. "Norwind sacked your cities with what? A hundred men? And now you doubt him? Just because of this little bitchy witch?"


    "Watch your tongue, Alswell." Theresa said. "You cannot talk to Lorice like that. She saved your ancestors. OUR ancestors."


    "Yeah, yeah, from the ''Walking Dead''-like plaque that destroyed the Forgotten World. I know. I''ve done my homework." Everyone looked at her, not understanding her references. "You guys have been following Norwind now for, like, a year? And you''re gonna doubt him now? That underground ambush on Dreamfield? Who''s idea was that?"


    Whilim and Melissa had eye contact for a second and then Whilim averted his eyes. "Norwind trusted you that that operation won''t fail. No matter how impossible it was, he was the only one who believed in you. And then it failed. Who was it who turned the tables around? Isn''t it Norwind?"


    This story has been stolen from Royal Road. If you read it on Amazon, please report it Melissa then turned her red eyes to Gefter. "Who freed the Free Men at Suj Keriam? Who removed you and your army from being the puppet of Lord Perceival? Wasn''t it Norwind?"


    Lastly, it was the priestess turn. But Melissa just looked at her. "You are eating and drinking on the same table with him. And do you know why? Out of the sixty thousand men that follows him, you three are the one''s whom he trusted the most. And what will you guys pay him back? Doubt? Come on. He saved your assbutts and he tells you he wants the castle of his uncle back and you say no to him. That''s just stupid. You owe him your pathetic lives. Might as well pay it in full."


    ....


    ..


    .


    "That''s a nice speech." I said as I felt the wind kissed my hair. The snow also started to fall. "You convinced them all to continue marching to Osniton."


    Cyrdiel giggled. Her red eyes became blood colour when it was illuminated by the Forgotten World and the moon next to it. "You know that I''ll do anything for you." She said as she held my hand.


    I let go of it quickly. "No... we can''t." I said I stopped walking.


    "Why? You already cheated Alexandria with me. Or this girl. Or us. Well, basically, my memories and Cyrdiel''s merged and is basically one person right now. And to be honest, I am kinda pissed to know the truth about you. You told me, Cyrdiel, that it is only I that you love."


    "I''m sorry." Was the only thing that I can say.


    "It''s fine. Now I''m gonna show you something." Cyrdiel smiled.


    "Okay, what."


    Cyrdiel closed her eyes, and then her body illuminated. A glow of gold. And then, dragon wings emerged from her back. The darkness of the night was illuminated by Cyrdiel''s golden wings.


    "I can''t go full dragon here because I don''t want anyone to see your secret weapon."


    "You''re...."


    "A shapeshifter. It runs in Cyrdiel''s blood. It''s just that, she doesn''t know what a dragon looks like. She only read the books and has a bad imagination. She tried transforming to it a few times and failed miserably."


    "I see." Was all I could manage as I am still amazed by what I saw. That''s when I heard noises on my back. I drew my longsword as I turned around. And there, I saw something that doesn''t make any sense.


    A girl about ten to thirteen years-old who''s wearing a black trench coat with a black red shirt and white shorts. On her head was a red flat cap and on her hand was a floating fireball. Next to her was the famous Purple Haired Hunter, holding a..... lightsaber? And what amused me the most was the boy who''s holding an AK-47.


    "What in the seven hells are you doing here, Albert?"


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    he drew Cyrdiel''s wings and the BG

 Cursed Wheel : Chapter Ten.5

    A Tale of Two Worlds ii : Cursed Wheel


    Chapter x.5 : Girl with Goggles


    "Where the fuck did it go?!" Yeng said, a blue lightsaber in hand.


    "How should I know?" Albert, reloading his handgun with the bullets that I made from Dragon Crystals. So basically, it can kill anything now.


    I let out a huge sigh. "It''s just a werewolf. Geez." I scratched the back of my head.


    "Just a werewolf, huh?" The werewolf said as it jumped from my back, about to tear me to shreds with its sharp claws.


    "Yeah. A simple minded one." I said as raised my hand and use a levitation spell. "And such a creature like you should die beautifully."


    .....


    ...


    .


    I used the same spell on the blood on his veins to the cold coffee that Albert left unattended, making his eyes explode and vomit blood


    "The cat''s in the bag, mister." Albert laughed at his own joke as Yeng looked at him with disgust. "I mean... werewolf... anyways, we''re cashing in." He smiled.


    "Lord Albert, here''s your coffee." I winked at him.


    "Thank you." He said.


    "Hurry up. I need to know what happens next to Anakin!" Yeng said, irritated.


    We were hunting everything that comes across our way to Osniton since gold doesn''t grow on trees. Well, I could just turn stones into gold if I wanted to. But Yeng doesn''t work that way. Even if I said it, she''d just hunt them anyways.


    After taking the 10 gold pieces, we went to the nearest inn to rest.


    "Man, these elf girls looks beautiful." Lord Albert said as he placed his backpack and dufflebag on the floor. "Like, damn. Especially the dark elves. So damn hot!"


    "That''s racism." Yeng said, taking off her coat. "Let me watch what''s next. We''re on episode three now, right? I want to see Anakin!"


    "My tablet''s battery is low. And from the looks of it, the sun won''t be up for some time. So I can''t charge it."


    "Charge....?"


    "Yes. Like us humans, the tablet needs to eat too."


    "Make a miniature sun, Loraine." Yeng said as she touched my shoulders.


    "You have it." I said as I sighed, placing my backpack on the desk.


    "Thanks." She said, smiling to the small ball of lava with flames.


    "Just don''t get mad at me when the inn burns, okay?"


    And with that, I left the room. I need some fresh air. And new clothes. All these ''hunting'' is tiring. I need to replenish my mana. Maybe a hot bath later would do.


    "Wait, Loraine!" It was Albert, running towards me.


    "What is it, Lord Albert?" I smiled.


    "Can I come with you?"


    "Why?"


    "I watched Star Wars Episode 3 tons of times." He smiled.


    "It''s a date, then." I held his hand. It was warm. Unlike mine.


    I could not feel the cold. Only warmth. I hate the heat. Especially in summer. But my fireballs are different in a reason that even I don''t know. Somehow, I suddenly remembered why Haldren killed all the dragons back then. Because of the one he loved was a witch. And only the dragon''s flame could kill witches. So he killed them all. But after that, he was cursed. To live forever. The Dragon Slayers were the name of his band. And up to this day, the Dragon Slayers remains. Some says that Haldren was killed when Lorice took Osniton. But just how can you kill an immortal?


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    "This skirt would look nice to you." Albert said, lifting a white skirt in the air.


    "Nice eye, my good sir!" The elf merchant said. "It is made of-"


    "Address Lord Albert casually again and you''ll meet the same fate as the werewolf that I killed last night."


    "What''s your problem, little girl?"


    "I''m already one thousand eight hundred thirty two years old, kid." I said as I touched his hand. And it burned.


    The merchant screamed in agony. "Who''s the little girl again and who am I with?" I grinned.


    ...


    .


    "You''re really that old? One thousand eight hundred what?" Albert said as he bit his sandwich.


    "Nah." I sipped my coffee as I looked outside the window. The view in Elfenskye is indeed breathtaking. The coffee shops on a hundred year-old trees that makes you see the sky is just.... amazing. "I''m three thousand and one. I wan''t to cheat my age sometimes." I smiled.


    "Witches have long life span... huh?"


    "We are basically gods. But, yeah. Kinda human. Which is why my race is hunted. That''s why I have to pretend that I''m a fourteen year old half elf."


    "It''s kinda sad, really." He sipped his tea as he looked on the window. The setting sun can be seen above the clouds.


    "What is?"


    "I like how your hair how it originally was. White, gray and black."


    I snapped my fingers and my long dark hair turned short. Showing my 1/2 witch, 1/4 elf and 1/4 human hair. I smiled at him.


    "That''s better." Lord Albert said, leaning towards me. Closed eyes and his lips about to meet mine.


    ......


    ...


    .


    "No!!! ANAKIN! DON''T DO IT!!!!! DON''T GO TO THE DARK SIDE!!!!!!" It was Yeng, screaming at the tablet as if Anakin Skywalker could hear her.


    I let out a sigh as I walked towards the bathroom. I saw my reflection in the mirror. Ugh, I look so messed up.


    After washing my face, I went outside and went to the store that I dreamed about. The same merchant, same skirt. Except that Lord Albert was with Yeng, watching people inside a small piece of glass. Then to the same coffee shop. This time, I drank tea instead. There was no sunset as snow started to fell from the sky. That was when I decided to go back to the inn.


    "You look good in that skirt, Loraine."


    "You honor me, my Lord." I blushed probably.


    "Where''s our next destination?" Yeng said, wearing her violet coat.


    "North of Vaxus. A forest there."


    "What''s in there?" She asked.


    "A blue haired knight and his dragon." I said.


    Thanks to Aron Janos for adding the BG and editing

 Cursed Wheel : Chapter Eleven

    A Tale of Two Worlds ii : Cursed Wheel


    Chapter xi : Purple Haired Hunter


    ¡°You know the ¡°Sapphire Dragon¡±?¡± I asked Albert who¡¯s drinking his coffee next to the tri-colored witch.


    ¡°He¡¯s a friend of mine on our world, so he says.¡± He bit his bread that he just soaked on his coffee. It was one of the peculiar things that he does that I actually want to try. I mean, the Star Wars series that he made me watch and Rorounin Kenshin was good. Maybe his world is a good place. Unlike this place. It¡¯s filled with things in the dark that you would never ever feel safe walking down the road alone at night. ¡°He¡¯s the boyfriend of the president of a club I was in.¡±


    ¡°A club?¡± Loraine said, smiling. ¡°What kind of club is it?¡±


    Albert smiled. ¡°It¡¯s a¡­ uhmm¡­ more like a family bonding thing rather than a club.¡±


    ¡°Family? Like, your parents?¡± Loraine tilted her head a little.


    ¡°Nah,¡± Albert smiled. ¡°You don¡¯t need to be blood to be family.¡±


    ¡°It was a place where you could just laze around.¡± Norwind, the Sapphire Dragon said as he sat down next to Albert. He was wearing his mail. I guess he is always battle ready.


    ¡°My Lord.¡± I said as I bowed to him. ¡°I will serve you as I have served King Ezmond.¡±


    ¡°The more the merrier.¡± Cyrdiel Alswell grinned at me. ¡°I can sleep peacefully at night adding the Purple Haired Hunter as one of our friends.


    Norwind raised his hand with a smile. ¡°Don¡¯t be formal towards me, please. Albert¡¯s friends are mine.¡±


    ¡°Yes, my Lord.¡±


    ¡°Drop the ¡®my Lord¡¯ thing.¡±


    ¡°Okay¡­¡±


    ¡°Anyways, Albert. Now that you have eaten your breakfast, let¡¯s have a little chat, shall we?¡± Norwind said as he stood up and gestured Albert to go outside. He and Cyrdiel followed Norwind, leaving me with the witch. Truth is, I don¡¯t trust this witch. Since she is working under a demon.


    ¡°What did you sold your soul for?¡± She said sipping her coffee.


    And there it is, the million gold pieces¡¯ question. I suddenly feel the cold inside the room. The crackling of the fire seemed louder and my heart beat started to rise.


    ¡°Let¡¯s not talk about it, then. I¡¯m sorry for asking.¡±


    And so we continued eating our breakfast. I tried soaking my bread on the coffee like Albert did. It tasted great. The bread became soft and tasted a bit of coffee. The softness and the hotness of the bread became a big deal.


    ¡°Are you alright?¡± She asked.


    ¡°It¡¯s nothing¡­.¡± I hid my face.


    ¡°Can you use two swords?¡± She asked.


    ¡°I never tried it. Why?¡±


    ¡°Can I borrow your sword later? I think I can forge you something like it.¡± Loraine said. Her white eye shone as she grabbed her red flat cap.


    ¡°Like it? I don¡¯t think you can make one ¡®like it¡¯.¡±


    ¡°Trust me. It would have the same functions as Azazel¡¯s Smile.¡±


    ¡°Then go ahead.¡± I said as I handed her my katana.


    ¡°I¡¯ll make the saya simplier, okay?¡± She said as she grabbed it.


    ¡°Why?¡±


    ¡°This is just for design, right? And yeah, wasting Dragon Crystals on a saya is just¡­.¡±


    ¡­¡­


    ¡­


    .


    What does she know? It looks good. And that¡¯s what matters.


    I walked outside and saw the men that will fight with me tonight. Some of them will live and some of them will die. Or all of us will. The snow just never stops.  My coat is not enough to keep me warm. I guess I should just go to my room and sleep there.


    Or not.


    I saw Albert talking to Norwind and Cyrdiel next to the woods. I guess a little peak won¡¯t hurt.


    ¡°I teleported here by Claire¡¯s help.¡±  He said. ¡°I would occasionally go back there and check up on my siblings. I¡¯d be there for a day and I¡¯ll be gone here for an hour. The time works differently from this world to ours.¡±


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    ¡°Why are you here?¡± Norwind asked. ¡°Really?¡±


    ¡°To do God¡¯s work?¡± He shrugged and then sighed when he saw the look that Norwind gave him. ¡°Eliza Marie Enfolic.¡±


    ¡°You know my cousin?¡±


    ¡°Yeah. Spent a month with her. She said that she escaped from the ones who took the castle.¡±


    ¡°The Dragon Slayers¡­¡±


    ¡°And she was gone and you went to find her, am I right?¡± Cyrdiel said.


    ¡°Is she really Melissa?¡± Albert asked.


    ¡°Yes I am.¡± She smiled. ¡°I remember the time when you and Aldred went to save Alexandria and you let hi-¡° Before Cyrdiel could even finish what she was about to say, Norwind looked at her with his green eyes.


    ¡°Enough.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry¡­ I didn¡¯t mean to¡­¡± Albert said, his head down.


    ¡°What happened, happened. And It isn¡¯t Albert¡¯s fault.¡± Norwind said.


    ¡°Do you want to return to our world?¡± Albert said.


    ¡°With this body and this responsibility?¡± Norwind scoffed. ¡°I don¡¯t think Alexandria would even look at me. I cheated on her. I don¡¯t think I can even look at her in the eye.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re not at fault, Aldred.¡± Albert said. ¡°You thought there was no way out.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll just spend my life here. It¡¯s my punishment.¡±


    ¡°You are also punishing Alexandria. She is waiting for you.¡±


    ¡°I know. But¡­¡±


    Albert took his cellphone. The one he always listens to music with. ¡°Here. Just run the app and it will take you to her mansion. I already saved the coordinates here so that you won¡¯t have problems going back.¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t think¡­¡±


    ¡°Just do it.¡±


    And with that, a soft light covered Norwind¡¯s body and then he¡¯s gone.


    ¡°Was it all a lie?¡± I said as I walked towards him.


    ¡°What?¡±


    ¡°You being... God¡¯s chosen one?¡± I said as I made a fist.


    ¡°I don¡¯t know myself. All I know is that I am looking for Eliza and my only lead was Gretzel. Maybe this is God¡¯s plan.¡±


    ¡°God¡¯s plan.¡± Cyrdiel laughed. ¡°God doesn¡¯t give a shit about you.¡±


    ¡°What do you know about God?¡± I said.


    ¡°I lost to her once. And now, the whole universe belongs to her. She already left the wheel and became a passenger herself.¡±


    ¡°What are you saying?¡± Albert said.


    ¡°All I¡¯m saying is that, she¡¯s a human now. She sealed her memories and powers and is living a carefree life someone in the galaxy. She probably got pissed at how creatures like you would keep on asking her shit and just forget about her after. You only pray when you need shit and after then, what? You¡¯ll live your shit life again. And when something bad happens again, you¡¯ll pray. Isn¡¯t that irritating?¡±


    ¡­¡­


    ¡­


    .


    I let out at sigh as I was staring at the two big balls of blue. Cold smoke came out of my mouth. I laid my back on the bark of the tree. It is cold, indeed. Good thing, the snow stopped. The siege tomorrow would be nice if this continues. But there¡¯s no telling that it would not snow tomorrow.


    ¡°Loraine.¡± I said as I sensed her presence.


    ¡°Yeng.¡± She said as she showed me my new sword along with its new saya and carrier. ¡°Let me help you put these on.¡± She said.


    Lorice casted a belt on my waist which is connected to the end of the saya and a belt on my right shoulder which is connected next to the other end. The two swords, dangling on my back.


    ¡°Can you run?¡± She asked.


    It is quite odd having it dangling on my legs, but it was nice.


    ¡°Try unsheathing both of it at the same time. And use the same principle that you use on Azazel¡¯s Smile on the other one to make it transform.¡±


    And so I did. And there, I pulled out two red lightsabers.


    ¡°How¡­¡±


    ¡°Witch craft, bitch.¡± She grinned.

 Cursed Wheel : Chapter 11.5

    A Tale of Two Worlds ii : Cursed Wheel


    Chapter xi.5 : Norwind and Alexandria


    My eyes¡­. Ugh¡­


    How long am I here? In this darkness? Are my eyes even open? I feel like I¡¯m floating in the air, yet I could not feel my body. Am I even moving? I tried to open my eyes and move my hands. Nothing. How many minutes have passed? Hours? Days? I feel like time doesn¡¯t make sense in this never ending darkness. Yet Albert haven¡¯t said a thing about this. This is scary. Yet, peaceful.


    ¡°Albert? Is that you on my bed again?¡±


    That voice. How long have was it since I last heard it? Fifteen years? But felt so long. And it¡¯s been a while ever since I¡¯ve heard a different language than Thearian.


    ¡°Alexandria?¡± The words tasted bitter. Yet sweet. Or was it just my dry mouth?


    Then I saw a white light. It was Alexandria taking the blanket off of me.


    ¡°Who are you?!¡± Alexandria said as she pulled a revolver on her back. I heard the safety lock click.


    ¡°I¡¯m Aldred.¡± I said as I stood up and about to hug her. I heard another click, making the barrel roll.


    ¡°Aldred is at the hospital. Who on earth are you? And your hair. Are you one of Eliza¡¯s family member?¡±


    ¡°You know Eliza too?¡±


    ¡°Answer the question or a you¡¯ll get a hole on your head.¡±


    ¡°I was your first date.¡±


    ¡°What?¡± She cocked her head, her fingers kissing the trigger.


    ¡°I took you at Ms. Donuts. The one in front of the school. It was after school when I confessed to you. July 7 20xx. First year high school.¡±


    ¡°Sure. Tell me more.¡±


    If this could not prove that I¡¯m Aldred, I don¡¯t think that anything will. ¡°We were supposed to ¡®do it¡¯. But I said that I couldn¡¯t because I want our first time to be after our wedding.¡±


    Alexandria froze. Then she cried. She was speechless. She just looked at me with her deep-sea eyes. Her tears ran down like water from a river.


    ¡°It couldn¡¯t be¡­ you¡¯re¡­¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t even know how but it is truly me, Aldred. I just wake up in another world as a five-year-old kid. Everyone speaks a different language. And nobody understands me. So I¡­¡±


    ¡°How did you get here?¡±


    ¡°I met Albert.¡±


    Then she hugged me tight. I hugged her back.


    ¡°I¡¯ve been lonely without you¡­ you know that you¡¯re the only one who gives me strength.¡±


    It is, indeed. She¡¯s everyone¡¯s big sister. When someone has problems, they come to her. She helps everyone with a smile. Yet when it comes to her own problems, she has no one to turn to. Like when she wants to rant on how she misses her family and they just let them stay here in the Philippines while they are in Russia because it¡¯s dangerous due to their family¡¯s mafia troubles. Or about the little things that annoys her. Like her little sister¡¯s loud snoring or how her cousin is emotionless and she wants to make her smile somehow. It must¡¯ve been hard for her. So I hugged her tighter.


    ¡°I¡¯m here¡­ and I love you so much, Alexandria.¡± I said. But it didn¡¯t felt right. After what I did in Thear.


    ¡°But¡­ what about your real body?¡± she said.


    ¡°I don¡¯t know. But I do know that I can spend a day with you.¡± I smiled.


    ¡°A day? Why?¡±  She asked as she let go of me.


    ¡°You¡¯ve been gone for almost four months, and you¡¯ll only stay here for a day?¡±


    ¡°I have a war to fight tomorrow¡­ I might not make it out alive.¡±


    ¡°A war?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡± I said as I explained everything from her. Down from the day the city of Osniton fell to the day that Lorice sieged it and took the castle. How I became the new leader of Dragon Slayers and how I conquered back the eight cities back from Lorice.


    ¡°You must¡¯ve been tired¡­¡± She said as she sat on her bed. Then she pats on her legs. Oh I missed this.


    I placed my head on her lap and looked at her face. I caressed her beautiful blond hair. It still smelled the same. Like tutti fruitti gum.


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    ¡°You know¡­ there were times that I forget about you¡­ those fourteen years that I spent there¡­.¡± I said.


    ¡°Hush now¡­ it¡¯s alright.¡± She smiled as she lowers her head. Closed eyed and her red lips about to meet mine.


    ¡°No¡­ you don¡¯t understand. I did it with another girl.¡± I said as I stood up. ¡°I cheated on you¡­¡±


    Alexandria grabbed my head and turned it towards her. That was when I felt her soft lips again. My eyes were open. I felt her tears ran down on her cheeks to mine. Then her tongue as it broke into my tightly sealed lips. I caressed her cheeks as I gently laid her down her bed, our lips never parted. She placed her hand on my breastplate. ¡°A knight, huh.¡± She laughed softly.


    ¡°They call me The Sapphire Dragon.¡±


    She laughed again. I lied beside her like we used to. She placed her head on my chest.


    ¡°Ouch.¡± She said as she felt the cold hard iron on her head.


    ¡°Oh, right.¡± I stood up and removed my armor and my undershirt.


    Alexandria touched all the scars on my chest with her worried eyes. ¡°Are you alright?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m still alive, yeah.¡± I smiled. ¡°This big one¡± I said as I placed her hand on my longest scar staring from my shoulder to my hip. ¡°a dark elf hacked me with a huge ass sword that it broke my armor. Good thing I grabbed my dagger and stuck it on his head. I cut those goddamned ears of his and I still have it on display.¡±


    She pulled me down the bed and placed her head on my chest. ¡°Don¡¯t do anything stupid like that again!¡± She said as she flicked my forehead. ¡°I love your muscles, by the way.¡± Alexandria smiled.


    ¡­.


    ..


    .


    And so, we just laid there, talking. She told me about her sister and how they made up. About the party and how Matthew died. How and why she killed my haf kid sister. I don¡¯t want it to end. I thought as I woke up. Her head still on my chest. Her sleeping face is just beautiful. And I just want to look at it. Like, if I could choose the last thing I want to see before I die, it¡¯d be this face of her. So peaceful. So beautiful.


    I pat her head. It was fun spending time like this with her. I wish it¡¯d never end.


    I could choose that this would never end though. I could just stay here¡­ and let thousands of my men die. But I can¡¯t. Alexandria won¡¯t let me.


    ¡°Would you go now?¡± Alexandria said as she woke up.


    My shoulders felt stiff. ¡°Yeah.¡±


    ¡°Maybe you should bring a gun. There¡¯s this anime called Jietai something, where people from another world tries to conquer Japan. They had dragons and shit. But they lost to the military. Their armor was worthless to guns!¡± She said, sleepily.


    ¡°Albert already has guns. Also, I prefer my uncle¡¯s¡­ my uncle in that world¡¯s axe.¡± I smiled at her. ¡°We should watch that anime next time, Muffins. I said as I kissed her cheeks.


    ¡°I told you before, I prefer cheesecakes.¡± She kissed my forehead.


    That¡¯s where I stood up and wore my armor.


    ¡°I¡¯ll come back, muffins.¡± I took Albert¡¯s phone.


    ¡°Cheesecake!¡± She said.


    Before I could even press the ¡®fuck it¡¯ key (the screen literally has a ¡®fuck it¡¯ button), she kissed me.


    ¡°I wanted to say ¡°Don¡¯t go¡± but¡­.¡±


    I kissed her lips. ¡°I¡¯ll be back before you know it.¡± I smiled as I pressed the button that will take me back to camp.


    Author''s notes xD


    I might be gone for awhile since I lost my job. It''s hard being poor here in the Philippines. And yeah, I have bills to pay (since I am the only one who works and it''s just me and my mom) and it''s hard to find a goddamned job here.


    Hey, I would still be uploading on my fb page no matter what (hurray for free fb xD)


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 Cursed Wheel : Chapter Twelve

    A Tale of Two Worlds ii ¨C Cursed Wheel


    Chapter XII ¨C Hundred Thousand Enemies


    And there I was, lying on the ground. My two purple light sabers turned back to being a katana and the other, a wakizashi.


    There¡¯s just too many of them¡­


    No matter where you stab or cut these¡­. I¡¯m sure they¡¯re not humans. Because even after beheading them, they would still continue to move and run after you. The only way to stop them is to amputate their limbs. But such a task is so hard to do.


    I looked above me and saw the red snow falling. Was it me that was red? Or was it the snow? I could no longer tell. I looked around me and saw dead bodies. Was it my enemies? Or was it my comrades? I don¡¯t know anymore. All I know is that it is cold and I am about to die.


    How did it even turn like this? We couldn¡¯t even break inside the Inner City due to the thousands¡­ hundreds of thousands of these monsters.


    Speaking of these monsters, a horde of it was walking slowly to me. I could no longer stand due to fatigue and my wounds wouldn¡¯t let me. A few broken ribs and a broken shoulder. Looking at my precious swords near my hand but not having the strength to pick them up is just sad. Am I going to die in here?


    I guess.


    Then off to hell I am. For being a stupid little kid, selling her soul to some demon. I looked at the emblem of stupidity in my right hand. The cursed wheel. An old friend of mine told me that those who has it will go to a special place in hell. The deepest and the most burning part of hell.


    I guess this is where like, before you die, you¡¯d see your life flash before your eyes, like everyone says.


    ¡­..


    ¡­


    .


    My father was the greatest sword smith who ever lived the land. Well, next to his father and his father¡¯s fathers before him.


    He¡¯s the only one, or should I say, our family were the only ones who can forge a witch¡¯s soul into a blade.


    He¡¯s also the best when it comes to forging dragon crystals. He has served the royal family and made all of their weapons. Specially the late King. He said that the King was the one who introduced him to my mother. The King¡¯s own sister, Ezriel.


    They got married and then, to their disappointment, I was born.


    They tried to conceived another because the want to have a boy as a child. But in the end, they failed. Because my mother is very sickly. The first one came out dead. Then the second. Then the third.


    My father never said it, but I know deep down, he hates me for not being a boy. Not being able to pass the legacy of his blood. A successor to his craftsmanship.


    Everything was fine until a man with three horns came to our house, holding a bottle filled with black smoke. What they talked about, I never knew. But the man was asking to forge it to a sword. My father refused. And his refusal came with a price. His life and my mothers. They were murdered right in front of me. This man with dark red eyes and three horns.


    He then came to me. I was only 9 years old back then, so I was scared. I still remember the fear that I had. How my knees shook and how my cold sweat trickled down my face.


    ¡°Forge me a sword. A sword made of Dragon Crystals and a soul.¡± His smile was scary. Those dark red eyes were looking through my soul. As if it wants to eat me whole. ¡°A soul made of a cocky demon soul.¡±


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    Even though my father never taught me how to forge, I was always watching him whenever he does. So I told the three horned man what to do and how the binding spell goes.


    I remember how my father told me to be professional and to keep on smiling on customers. His words whenever he gives his precious art to his customers echoed into my brain.


    ¡°What should you call this blade?¡± I smiled as I am about to hand him the sword.


    ¡°Azazel¡¯s Smile.¡± He smiled.


    That was when I unsheathed the katana and sliced him into half.


    Little does he know, I also recited a demon slaying magic unto the blade when I was binding the demon soul unto the sword.


    I buried the three bodies at the back of our old house. And then, another demon came. He said he could bring back my parents. Only if I sold my soul to her.


    So I did.


    But what came back weren¡¯t my parents. But ghouls. So did a man in black coat said. They were normal, like my parents. But the hunter said that I never knew what they do when I¡¯m on my back. They were eating humans. So they had to go¡­


    My parents were telling me to not do it. My mother was crying. Her blue hair and green eyes were really beautiful¡­ but it was not her. So I beheaded her with the sword I made.


    My father was about to jump right at me and eat me like what he did to other people. But the hunter took him down with his dagger.


    The hunter asked me about the details on how and why I sold my soul. And then he slapped me. He said that there¡¯s no way I could escape the deal except that finding that demon and telling her to cancel it out.


    I don¡¯t even know her name. But I do remember her eyes. A dark green filled with lust and cravings for human souls.


    And that¡¯s how I became a hunter. To hunt that stupid bitch together with the man who helped me kill my own parents. Again.


    No matter what I do, I could not erase their faces that day inside my head. Even though I know that they were no longer my parents. I just¡­.


    ¡­..


    ¡­


    .


    I scoffed. Not a good memory to remember before dying, huh?


    But hell, this last fight wasn¡¯t so bad.


    I killed more than a hundred of these fuckers. I guess it¡¯ll be nice to go.


    Those men who died at the gate when we sieged it. Who became arrow fodders just so we could break past it. I wasted their sacrifices.


    I wonder what Albert and that witch bitch is doing? Are they still alive? I knew it. Being separated from each other was a bad idea.


    Am I going to die? I thought as I stared at the sky. The Forgotten World was staring back at me.


    I was ready to accept my fate until a blue haired girl with a sword forged with Dragon Crystals fell from the sky. When she landed, the ground froze. All the monsters were frozen solid. The girl then slashed into the air and the iced monsters broke into pieces.


    ¡°Are you alright?¡± The girl said. Somehow, she looks like my mom. Except that she has blue eyes. And she has the same emblem embedded on her forehead just like on my right hand. A comrade who sold her soul, huh?


    ¡°Yes. I¡¯m alright. Except that I am about to die from blood loss.¡± I laughed at my own joke and then coughed blood.


    ¡°Gretzel, do your stuff.¡± She said. And then a small girl with white hair came with a worried face.

 Cursed Wheel : Chapter Thirteen

    A Tale of Two Worlds ii : Cursed Wheel


    Chapter xiii : Eliza


    The sound of a loud roar has awakened me. It was just the fifth hour of the day and the sun has yet to rise. I woke up to see what the commotion was. Flames. There were flames everywhere.


    I ran outside my room and saw the whole place, burning. My home. Along with all the memories I¡¯ve had. I went to the throne room just to see Lorice, drinking juice. Her never fading smile was still on her face.


    ¡°Your cousin has arrived along with his dragon whore.¡± She said elegantly.


    Finally, I¡¯m going to have a chance to save Gretzel.


    ¡­¡­


    ¡­


    .


    I met her when I went to subdue an occult of Dark Magick practitioners. The same reason why the Forgotten World was corrupted. It was my first quest back then.


    My mother was against it. But my father knows that he could not stop me. So he just let me be. ¡°Dying on a mission is a knight¡¯s honor. Remember that. I am not saying this as your father. But as the King that you serve.¡± He said. Then he stood up and hugged me. ¡°Oh, my foolish daughter. How I wish you just liked dolls and making yourself pretty than crossing swords and archery.¡±


    I went on my own on the Lost Forest down the town of Emigrent. It was freezing that day. Same as today. And there, on a huge tree, my enemies lie.


    There were no guards. Nor locks. The door to the huge ancient tree was easily opened. I could still hear the creaking sound of it, along with the loud beating of my heart.


    There was a long passageway underground. Some sort of dungeon. It was enlightened by blue flames. Probably fueled by some dark magick that I already forgot.


    When I was inside, I could feel eyes, staring all around me. And voices whispering to me. That¡¯s when I remembered that my brother Ermond told me that the lovely town of Emigrent has a secret. Behind the beautiful scenery of it during summer, hides a dark secret during winter.


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    The ghosts of Emigrent. So Gormund says. He told me that only a blade forged with a Witch¡¯s Soul could slay them. Throwing salt or bashing them with pure iron would only repel them for a while. But a blade with Witch¡¯s Soul could send them to the afterworld. It¡¯s the easiest way, really. Unlike looking for their bones and burning it.


    When I opened the door in front of me, I saw a small girl tied to a chair. Around her were men in white cloaks. Chanting. I looked on the ground and saw a spell circle. Probably summoning magick. Even though I could read and write eighteen languages, I could not comprehend what was written on the ground. Anyways, I don¡¯t need to understand. Since all I¡¯ll have to do is kill them all.


    There were five men. One man per point of the star. I sliced the man nearest to me. And he didn¡¯t even flinch. Nor shouted. Then the next. They¡¯re not moving. So I cut them all. Until I reached the last one. Before I could slice him, he laughed at me. ¡°The God will come for us all.¡±


    I¡¯ve cut the little girl¡¯s restraints off the chair. She was small. I covered her naked body with my cloak. She had white hair and gray eyes.


    ¡°Kill me.¡± She said. ¡°They have finished the ritual and Lorice is inside me. Kill me before it¡¯s too late.¡±


    ¡­¡­


    ¡­


    .


    There was no way that I could kill someone who¡¯s innocent.


    Then I felt something on my chest.


    I looked and there, I saw an arrow.


    Behind me was a puppet holding a bow in hand.


    ¡°I now have no use for you, Eliza. I¡¯m sorry.¡± Lorice said, smiling. ¡°You should¡¯ve did what I wanted you to do before the war started. And now, it¡¯s too late for you and your friends.¡±

 Cursed Wheel : Chapter Thirteen.3 and World Line A : Epilogue

    World Line A - Chapter xiii.3 : Bliss


    I fell down the floor, trying to breathe. But I can¡¯t.


    Blood colored the white tiles red. Albert¡­


    I never get to see you¡­


    Is this the end?


    In the end, there was no prince who saved the princess from the evil witch. The princess just died in the castle, waiting for the prince that will never arrive.


    His smiles.


    His kindness.


    His laughter.


    I¡¯ll never see them again.


    My chest hurts just from thinking of it. Or was it the arrow that¡¯s making it hurt so much? Or was it because Albert never arrived? I was hoping that he would save me¡­ but no. There are no happy endings. Fairytales are called such because they are never real. The world is not like that.


    My eyes are closing. No matter how hard I try to keep them open, they just closed on their own.


    I don¡¯t want it to end.


    Albert¡­


    ¡°Hey there, blue one.¡± It was the demon, smiling with her pink eyes. ¡°Want to make that deal?¡±


    ¡°Sell my soul? Why would I do that?¡± I said to her.


    I looked around and I was inside Albert¡¯s apartment. On the sofa was him, playing on his phone.


    ¡°Is this a dream?¡±


    ¡°Nah. It¡¯s the ¡®Your life flashes before your eyes before you die¡¯, moments.¡± She grinned as she walked towards me. ¡°I¡¯ll give you five years before taking your soul. That¡¯s four years more than the last offer.¡±


    ¡°Like I said, no.¡±


    ¡°You will die.¡±


    I looked at Albert on the couch.


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    ¡°You will never get to be with Albert again.¡±


    ¡°I know.¡±


    ¡°Okay, little brat. I¡¯ll even toss away your friend back. Gretzel, right? Make the deal and the witch will be back as if nothing happened. All you have to do¡­.¡± She grinned. ¡°¡­ is sell your soul. You get your friend, I get Lorice¡¯s soul and give it to my boss and get that damned promotion. And everyone will live happily ever after. Except that¡­ you know. You¡¯ll go to hell after 5 years.¡±


    ¡°No.¡±


    I walked to the couch and sat next to Albert. I looked at his face. He looked at mine.


    ¡°Hey, are you hungry or something?¡± He said.


    ¡°Nah¡­ I just want your face to be the last thing that I¡¯ll ever see¡­¡± I smiled as I placed my head on his shoulders.


    World Line A ¨C Epilogue


    The war was over. A lot has died. Along with it was Yeng. I saw her body near the gate of to the Inner City. Next to her body was thousands of enemies. She died with a tough fight, huh.


    In front of the castle gate was Norwind. Next to him was Cyrdiel. Or Melissa. She was dressed in Norwind¡¯s muffler.


    ¡°You don¡¯t want to go inside there.¡± She said.


    ¡°Why?¡±


    ¡°Eliza¡­ she¡¯s¡­¡±


    I ran inside the castle.


    And there, lies Eliza. And arrow on her chest.


    I sat next to her body and placed her head on my lap. ¡°Eliza¡­ your hair grew longer, huh?¡± I smiled. My eyes became watery. ¡°Did you wait for me?¡± I laughed. ¡°Hey, your present. I never got the chance to give it to you.¡± I took the necklace from my back pocket. ¡°It¡¯s not much as a Christmas Present¡­ but hey, it¡¯s something.¡± I smiled. That¡¯s when the water in my eyes fell. I put it on her neck. ¡°It looks good on you, you know. Matches the green in your eyes.¡±


    -World Line A : End-

 Cursed Wheel : Chapter Thirteen.5

    World Line B - Chapter xiii.5 : Burned by Ice


    World Line B


    My soul for the lives of many¡­ the life of my friend.


    Gretzel was always there for me. She saved my life for so many times that I could remember.


    She was the sister I never had. My best friend.


    The people of Osniton¡­ Thear. I need to save them. Albert¡­.


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    ¡°What?¡±


    ¡°Take my soul. Make the deal.¡±


    ¡°Smart girl.¡± She smiled. Her pink eyes glowed. ¡°Where do you want it? The mark of the contract?¡±


    ¡°On my forehead.¡±


    The devil with three horns laughed. She played with her short green hair, then her long elven ears. ¡°All of the people I¡¯ve met were hiding that Cursed mark. And you, on the forehead? Why?¡±


    ¡°So that I¡¯ll never forget.¡±


    That¡¯s when the devil kissed me on the lips.


    I opened my eyes only to see Lorice, healing my chest.


    Then I felt a burning feeling on my forehead.


    ¡°You sold your soul?¡±


    I stood up and I feel good as new. ¡°Yes¡­ just to get you back.¡± I smiled. ¡°I missed you, Gretzel.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re¡­ you¡¯re crazy¡­.¡± Gretzel started to cry as she hugged me. ¡°You¡¯ll go to hell¡­¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡±


    Then Gretzel looked into my eyes. ¡°Your eyes¡­ they¡¯re blue.¡±


    ¡°Burned by Ice, huh?¡±


    ¡°You¡¯ll need this.¡± Gretzel pulled out a sword out of thin air. And not just any sword. It was Blood Edge. ¡°I sensed its presence nearby. Where did you last placed this?¡±


    ¡°On Albert¡¯s room¡­ Albert¡¯s here!!¡±


    We rushed outside the castle and there, I saw Norwind. Riding a golden dragon about 30 ft. Dragons¡­ don¡¯t exist anymore¡­ right?


    The dragon¡¯s flames burned the puppets into ash as Norwind slashed those who jumps at him.


    He noticed me.


    ¡°I¡¯ll handle it here, Eliza. Go to the¡­.¡± When he noticed who I was with, he jumped off his dragon. A huge axe was in his hand, about to slash Gretzel into half.


    I blocked it.


    ¡°It¡¯s Gretzel. Lorice is gone.¡± I said. Having a closer look, it was my father¡¯s axe.


    That¡¯s when he saw the mark on my forehead.


    ¡°You sold your soul? And your eyes?¡±


    ¡°I know. Let¡¯s talk about this next time.¡±


    Lightning struck behind him. Three puppets got burned and fell into ashes. Gretzel smiled. ¡°I still got it.¡±


    Though I never see you cast spells before my eyes.


    Norwind said that on the outer wall, that¡¯s where most of the puppets were. And so we went there.


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    Many soldiers were dead along with the puppet soldiers that Lorice had.


    ¡°Even though Lorice was gone, her spell on these puppets didn¡¯t wore off.¡±


    That was when I saw a girl about my age. She had purple hair and green eyes. She was trying to reach for her sword. But due to her wounds, she couldn¡¯t.


    I leaped in front of her and there, the ground froze. Alone with then puppets. Somehow, deep inside me, I know what I have to do. How to unleash my power.


    I slashed the air and then the frozen enemies crumbled.


    I called Gretzel to heal the girl.


    ¡°Have you seen Albert?¡± I asked.


    The girl stood up and took her two swords. Placed them on her scabbard and looked at me. ¡°Are you Eliza?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡±


    Then I felt a stinging pain of my cheek. She slapped me.


    ¡°Do you know how much Albert has sacrificed just to save you? And then you¡¯re going to sell your soul?¡±


    ¡°I was dying.¡±


    ¡°I see. I couldn¡¯t blame you.¡± She looked at Gretzel. ¡°Is this Gretzel? Is she still on the Dark Side?¡±


    ¡°She¡¯s no longer on the Dark Side¡­. did Albert made you watch Star Wars too?¡±


    She nodded cutely.


    That was when I heard a gunshot.


    And the puppet turned into dust. And there, I saw Albert.


    He was wearing a black long coat. It was the coat that I bought for him and wrapped as a Christmas Present. And he has an AK-47 in hand.


    ¡°Hey there.¡± Albert smiled. ¡°I kinda lost your sword somewhere. I¡¯m sorry. I was trying to find it though.¡±


    ¡°You mean this?¡± I picked up Blood Edge and have it rested on my right shoulder.


    He laughed . Probably because he saw me wearing his "I eat ass" shirt. ¡°Oh yeah, I forgot to give you my Christmas Present.¡± His smile was creepy. But it was the smile that I¡¯ve always loved.


    -Cursed Wheel : End-


    Author¡¯s Notes


    Last time I checked the views of the prologue of Nascent, it was 600 something. Yay! Thanks for the support, guys.


    Actually, on the original plan, I was going to end everything here with Eliza dying. But, meh, I kinda fell in-love with her and her character so yeah, let¡¯s keep her alive.


    The next volume will be like, I don¡¯t know when I will write it. But I will redraw and rewrite Nascent since a lot of the readers was confused about it. But yeah, my mind is a mess and it kinda shows in my writing style, lol.


    That¡¯s it, I guess. :>


    Also.... here''s my patreon account. For future works... because I am now close to killing myself. :3 www.patreon.com/</a>Scirno


    Thank you ;)


    -Scirno Yerse

 Authors Notes LMAO

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    This is what happens on the Forgotten World.


    So yah, I will be taking a break on this novel and I hope you would enjoy Songs From Areth.


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    I''m also making a Love story shit, also set in the same universe. It''s called That Girl Who''s Always Alone At The Back.


    Thanks for reading my stories. :3

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    This is what happens on the Forgotten World.


    So yah, I will be taking a break on this novel and I hope you would enjoy Songs From Areth.


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    I''m also making a Love story shit, also set in the same universe. It''s called That Girl Who''s Always Alone At The Back.


    Thanks for reading my stories. :3

 Spinoff - C l a i r e - Prologue

    Claire Svartsevich, a 7 year old kid who sold her soul on a devil to juice up her smarts 4 years ago to escape her captors where different people abuse her is now¡­. I don¡¯t know¡­ will do stuff¡­ together with her girlfriend (?) Keiren. A girl who was accused to flirt with Matthew and to cause his suicide, thus she was tortured and had her parents killed.


    What is the emotionless Claire looking for?


    Love? Power?


    Or maybe something even greater¡­.


    C l a i r e


    by Scirno Yerse


    Prologue


    "If I get my hands to you, I swear to God, I''m going to tear every part of you until you beg for your life!!"


    "Said the demon who''s inside a circle made with paint." I said as I took a bucket filled with holy water and placed it on the table. I wanted to laugh at the sight but as much as I wanted, I couldn''t. Because a demon took the half of my soul. Which contained my emotions. "A demon talking about God, huh."


    I filled my huge water gun with the holy water. Raising my hand in the air as I used my psychic powers that I gained from drinking the demon blood, I lifted the demon which is possessing a 30 year old man and had him sit on the chair inside the Devil''s Trap. I had the chains engraved with Enochian spells against demons locked on his wrists and ankles.


    Why did things turn out like this? I already said it on the 7th chapter of A Tale of Two Worlds : Cursed Wheel. But I would just say it again for you.


    ......


    ....


    ..


    Four years earlier, she roamed the city of Moscow. She lived just by herself and begging for food. Claire envied the other families when she takes her stroll around the city to look for something to eat. Some people gives her food and money. She managed to live for a few weeks. But the winter in Russia is harsh. Without a room on her head and walls to keep her warm, she was on the verge of being frozen to death when she was about to be buried deep in the snow. That was until a man came to her to help her.


    He told her that he''ll feed her and treat her as his own. Left with no other choice, she agreed. But she never thought that she was about to suffer more.


    She was fed, she was sheltered and she was clothed. But Claire was raped and tied on her bed.


    Everyday, different men entered and left the room she was in. She lost count of how many men have abused her small body. She was about to lose her sanity until another man came to the room she was in.


    "Don''t worry, I''m not like any other man." His blue eyes turned dark red. Claire thought she already lost her mind. But she was wrong. "I''m here for a deal." The man said as his eyes returned back to normal.


    The man sat on her bed and untied her. "I''m hungry, and you want out. I think we can make a small deal." He smiled. "I can give you anything you want."


    Claire sat on the bed, her body hurts everywhere. "I want... to be smart." She said.


    She has always been stupid at making decisions. And she have regretted the last decision she made the most.


    The demon smiled, "Why not the deaths of those who placed you in this situation?"


    "Why are you giving me this deal?"


    "I haven''t granted your wish yet, but you are already becoming smart."


    "Answer me."


    The demon sighed. "I have plans for you. On the other side, that is."


    "You''re gonna torture me to death?"


    "Well, no." The demon wearing the meatsuit of a man shrugged. "You see, I''m walking this Earth to look for unfortunate children. Like you. I mean, come on. How many men have.... well.."


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    "And you''re going to make me a foot soldier of yours?"


    "A general, maybe. You deserve to have a higher paygrade. Higher than mine." He scratched the back of his hand as he stood up.


    "So you''re going to take my soul when I die?"


    "Something like that. But I''m taking the half of it now."


    "Wait, what?"


    "A part of you that you don''t need."


    "And what''s that?"


    "You''re emotions."


    ....


    ..


    .


    "I want my soul back." I said as I pointed my water gun at the demon.


    "My dear Claire, I cannot give it back to you. I already ate it." He smiled.


    I walked inside the circle and pulled the trigger. The holy water hit his head. As the holy water made contact with his skin, it looked like I''m pouring him extremely hot water as his face starts to vaporize and his flesh were slowly being burned.


    "Say again?" I said.


    The demon laughed. "Is that the best you''ve got?"


    I went back to the table and took a syringe. She filled it with holy water again. "I have all day." I said as I walked slowly towards the demon with the syringe in hand.


    "Claire, I finished your yaoi doujinshi! I lost count on how many times I came!!" A voice from the door said. It was my cousin, Alexandria. And in her right hand was the said doujinshi. "You''re playing without me?" She said with a pout.


    If you read A Tale of Two Worlds or That Girl Who''s Always Alone At The Back, you probably already know who she is and what she looks like. But anyways, she had long blonde hair and blue eyes that seems less colder than her sister''s. She was still in her school uniform. She probably just got home.


    "Hey, congratulations on getting your own novel!!" Alexandria said as she hugged me.


    "Are you sure we can just break the fourth wall here? I mean, I still haven''t established what the plot of this novel is about. But I''m sure that this will be tagged with comedy." I said.


    "It''s fine. You already broke it a few times earlier. And if you read That Girl Who''s Always Alone At The Back, the girl named Amu did it tons." Alexandria grinned.


    "I did it to promote our writer''s novels." I took a sigh. "Okay, okay, I know that smile. You can play with him. I know how much you love playing with them demons due to the fact that they just regenerate the day after unless you kill their spiritual body." I said as I took my doujinshi and replaced it with my syringe.


    I left my personal torture room and after a few steps, I heard the demon scream.


    Why does the Svartsevich family have such rooms? Why are they torturing people? I lived with them for 4 years and I still don''t know why. I don''t know if my father does such things as well but.... does it really matter?


    Just like what Mark did to Echo and Rianne Gray and to the others he has killed. It doesn''t have a meaning. He simply liked Echo for his looks and asked me to help him. As his friend, I helped him. Echo is still inside that room and everyday, God knows what he does inside there. And as for Rianne Gray, she died after a few days of not eating after seeing Echo. I feel bad for them to be honest.


    And then, as I was on my way to my room to take my towel to take a bath, I saw her.


    The maid who made my heart believe that I can still fall in-love eventhough I half of my soul was digested by a demon.


    "Keiren." I said.


    "Ms. Claire, d-do you need anything??" Keiren said with her weak and shaking voice as her long hair swayed when she heard my voice. Her lips were pink and cheeks were red. Oh, how much I want to eat her up.


    "I need a bath." I said. If I have the ability to show my emotions, I would be blushing right now.

 C l a i r e - I

    C l a i r e


    I - Maid in Hell


    She''s the only thing that lights this place that I call hell. I thought to myself as I saw her beautiful pale face. Her short golden hair was fascinating, as always. Her emotionless eyes were so mysterious that I just want to enter inside it as I want to know each and every nook of her being.


    "Keiren, are you listening?" Ms. Claire said without a smile.


    "Y-Yes, Ms. Claire..."


    "I said, I need a bath." She said. "And drop the Miss. Just call me by my name." She said. Her voice was cold and crisp to my ears. And it comforts me. And I don''t even know why.


    How did things ended up like this? It happened on the other book called A Tale of Two Worlds, where I was kidnapped and tortured by Cezille, who''s Alexandria''s little sister. Even though I followed their orders and stuff, they still took me. And my little brother... and they took his arm... and he fed it to me... my poor little brother.....


    Now, he has an mechanical arm and whatnot and is being trained by Vincent. My parents? They were killed... by Vincent. Said Kevin, my little brother. I fear that he would become like Vincent one day... I hope that day won''t come.


    And yes, it was Ms. Claire who saved me. Cezille said that she is planning on skinning me alive and then feed it to Kevin and make him their butler. But Ms. Claire said that it''d be a better revenge to not kill me and make me their servant. I owe Ms. Claire a big one....


    "Brush my back." Claire said, he bare back was facing me. Is it weird to get my heart pump too much by seeing her naked? Am I a lesbian now??


    I brushed Claire''s back with the loofa in my hand. Bubbles emerged from her back as I continued to rub her back.


    "It would be easier if you would get inside the bathtub too, you know." She said as if it was nothing.


    "B-B-But Ms. Claire... I am still in my maid uniform..." I said. I think my face is now flushed.


    "Then take it off. We are both girls here." She said as she turned around to face me. Her naked breasts were saying "Hello" to me in Russian.


    "B-B-But...."


    "No buts." Her face leaned closer to me until I could inhale her fresh breath. Is she gonna kiss me? Like before? Oh no... my head is feeling blank.


    I felt something hit my forehead. "Are you sick or something?" It was her forehead. FOX!!!! A cliche scene from one of those animated cartoons from Japan!!!!!!


    "H-Heki dayo, Kuleir-sama..." My inner weeaboo has been unleashed!!! Fuck.


    "Hontou ni daijoubu desu ka?" Claire answered. She knows Japanese too? But I don''t see her watch anime or of the sort.


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    And then, I suddenly looked at her body. I''ve always wanted to ask about the the tattoo on the right part of her stomach. But I never had the guts. To me, it looked like one of those spell circles in those anime that I''ve seen.... could it be.... that she''s a Magical Girl!?!


    As I was imagining Claire doing her transformation sequence with a catchy cute 8bit Japanese song, I just realized that I was spacing out at the canteen of my school.


    "Like I was saying," it was Alexandria with her mouth filled with hamburger. "This Thear, I want to go in there."


    Claire eyed her as if Alexandria was just a no one. "You can''t. You have no purpose what-so-ever and you''re just going to barge in there as if it was nothing."


    Cezille was just spacing out on her phone. As if she was just a shadow beside her older sister.


    "My boyfriend is in there." Alexandria frowned.


    "I''ll order you a 10 inch dildo on the internet later when we get home." Claire said.


    Alexandria laughed. Although I''m not sure if it was a joke or what. But I have never seen Claire smile, laugh or cry and frown. She''s just... stoic.


    I still think she would look cute in a magical girl costume.


    .......


    ...


    .


    I heard a knock on my door. I hurriedly got on my maid uniform but it was too late. Claire entered my room. And in her hand was a master key.


    "Ms. Claire?" I was still in my underwear when she entered.


    "Claire." Her eyes were frozenly fixed unto mine. I always get butterflies and instantly freeze whenever my eyes were to meet her blue balls of sight.


    Claire slowly unbuttoned her uniform and then threw it on my bed. I am still frozen. I can''t move my body.


    "I want you....." Claire said. Like a forbidden fruit teasing me to take a bite, her face went closer to mine. Her small bare chest and her flat and beautiful stomach were like candy to my eyes. That tattoo on her stomach gets cooler everytime I look at it. And somehow, I just realized how reddish her lips were. I want to have a taste of it again...."I want you....." She had her eyes closed as I heard her pulling down the zipper of her skirt.


    I took a gulp.


    She opened her eyes again. And this time, it was sparkling. I felt like it was just Claire and I who''s left inside this hell that I am in.


    And then her skirt slowly slid down her smooth white legs, revealing her red panties. I took another gulp.


    My heart pounded really hard this time. I wonder if she could hear it? The beat of my heart? I feel like the whole place is spinning around and around. But slowly. And some 60''s love song is playing on the background and petals of roses were falling.


    "Keiren...." I felt chills when I heard her say my name. "Keiren... I want you..."


    I closed my eyes and had my lips ready for hers.


    "I want you to massage me. My back hurts so bad." Claire said.

 C l a i r e - II

    C l a i r e


    II - Smile


    "My tooth hurts." I said to the vampire looking girl next to me on the car.


    Cezille just looked at me with her dark and blank looking eyes. She''s been like this ever since her bestfriend Melissa went missing. And with that, she herself put a reward on whoever could find her bestfriend, coming from her own stash. Her sister Alexandria, used all of her connections just to find whoever took Melissa. But something is telling me that Alexandria herself has something to do with this.


    "Too bad, cousin Aida is still on Russia. I''ll send her a message on Facebook later." Cezille said. She had her semi-long dark hair cut into short. As in, really short, after Melissa''s burial. Maybe I should get a new haircut too?


    I looked at the beautiful maid who''s still wearing her school uniform. I remember Cezille cutting her bangs before. The straight bangs she has now is really cute, to be honest. Realizing that I am looking at her beautiful face through the rear view mirror, her face flushed red and looked the other way.


    "Yeah," Alexandria, who''s sitting on my right grabbed me by my arm. "Aida has this thingymajig that cures toothaches in a jiffy!! And besides, I miss that brown haired girl."


    And then, silence.


    The only thing that could be heard inside the car was Pink Guy''s new song, STFU playing. I really love this song. It was all fine until...


    "Graaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!!!" It was Alexandria screaming and shaking me. "Blagaragggghhhhhhhh!!!! Waaaaahhragaaaaahhhhhh!!!''"


    "Spooky..." I said with my neutral voice. If I could probably feel any emotion and show them, I would be literally spooked.


    "Why did you do that, blonde? My ear hurts." Cezille said. She then took the white headphones on her neck and then placed it on her ears.


    "Sorry." Her blonde sister said. "So that the toothache would go away?" Alexandria pat my head. "Did it go away?" I poked my cheeks to say that it hurts. "When we get home, put a red thread made of silk dipped in the tears of a gorilla which has been shot on your forehead to make the pain go away." She smiled.


    I don''t feel any emotions. But I do feel my tooth, aching as fuck.


    After dressing to my house clothes, which is basically a red tank top and gray shorts, I went to the room where I am keeping my favorite demon. "Spit out my soul, cunt." My left pointing finger was pressing on my tooth that is hurting like hell.


    "Toothache, huh?" The nameless demon said, smirking at me. His body is fully regenerated from the torture that little Kevin did this morning. Vincent was teaching him about torture and demon conjuring stuff.


    I took the knife from the table and placed it on my right hand, and on my left was the wine glass that I took from the kitchen.


    "Why isn''t anyone rescuing you anyways?" I said as I turned around and entered the demon trapping circle on the ground. "Aren''t you supposed to be a big shot demon?"


    He scoffed. "I''m just demon number 5. No one would notice if I were gone. I''m like, a fat neckbearded guy who''s always on reddit or whatever site and always troll on people and masturbate to 2d little girls. A social outcast."


    "Oh." Was all I could muster. I feel bad for him now. I should get him a friend tomorrow to multiply the demon blood production.


    And with that, I slashed his neck with my knife and filled my glass with his blood. He gurgles his own blood. The sound of it was music to my ears.


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    With each glass, I feel like my powers are getting stronger. The blood that flows through my veins feel hot. And somehow, I feel less and less human. I need to do this. Maybe it could cure my toothache.


    But it didn''t.


    Sad.


    Outside the door where the demon is chained on a chair, there was the kid with the mechanical right arm, bowing to me the moment he saw me. He looks good on his butler outfit. Next to him was his master, who''s also bowing.


    "You know what to do." I said. Then the two silently went inside the room.


    And then, I saw a faint smile on Kevin''s face.


    Why was he smiling? Does torturing people started to be fun to him?


    I don''t know. And I don''t care. Because all I care about is this girl...


    "Ms. Claire." Keiren smiled at me. She bowed to me like the maid she is. And then I saw a bruise on her arm.


    "Did Cezille did this?" I asked as I took her arm gently.


    We just got home and yet....


    "No..." She worriedly answered.


    I gently dragged her toward Cezille''s room. The moment the door was opened by Cezille herself, I slapped her.


    "You promised not to hurt her again." I said.


    "I didn''t hurt her." Cezille who was still in her uniform took her headphones off. A mark of my hand was left on her pale cheek.


    "Then, what is this?" I showed her bruise on the arm of Keiren.


    "Ms. Claire, it is not Cezille''s fault... I fell- "


    What is this that I am feeling right now? This hot feeling on my chest. And my eyes, it''s starting to be all dark and red. I feel dizzy. And my head hurts.


    "S I L E N C E !" I said. But somehow, my voice became deep. As if it was coming from beneath the ground.


    As I let go of her hand, she flew toward the wall and fell unconscious. I then looked at Cezille.


    "C-Claire... your eyes... why did they turn black....?" Cezille said as she slowly backed down.


    "YOU DON''T HAVE ANY RIGHT TO HURT THE ONE THAT I LOVE."


    And then I lifted her up with my psychic powers.


    "Claire.... stop...." She said as she was choking. "Claire...."


    I could hear myself laughing like a madman. And then, I heard Keiren scream.


    "CLAIRE!!! STOP!!!"


    I looked behind and saw her, crying. The girl that I love...


    Somehow, the feeling in my chest faded away. And then, Cezille fell down in mid air. Then I blacked out.


    I lost my consciousness.


    When I woke up, I felt something cold on my forehead. When I touched it, it was a wet towel.


    "What happened?" I asked as I got up. I looked around, I was inside my room. And the only one inside it was Alexandria.


    "You went full-on demon overlord, blew away your favorite maid and force choked my little sister." The kind Alexandria smiled.


    "You should be putting me in chains or something..." I said.


    "What!?!? Why should I do that to Claiwie??" She hugged me and pressed my head on her big breasts.


    "I cawn''t bweathe..."


    "Sorry." She smiled at me. "And besides, if we chain you, you can just magic it up and break ''em like a candy."


    "How is Cezille?"


    "She''s fine." Then, Alexandria''s face went dead serious. "You should stop drinking demon blood."


    The ever kind Alexandria made it sound like a warning. Her eyes were saying ''If you do that again to my little sister, you will die.''. Not that she could kill me or anything.


    Then she smiled again. "How are you feeling? You should smile a little."


    I poked my cheek with my pointing finger. "My tooth hurts."

 C l a i r e - III

    C l a i r e


    III - Eye See


    It was dark.


    Is it late at night? I tried to get up of my bed, but then, I found myself standing infront of an elegant door. I opened it. And there, I saw the dining hall. It''s chandelier and other tapestries were still there. Ms. Alexandria''s European armor which is standing next to Ms. Cezille''s cactus was there. And on the other side were some of their father''s weapons. There were guns, spears, axes and some unique looking blades.


    And on the middle of it all was Ms. Claire, sitting at the far end of the dining table.


    All the lights went off. And then, candles were enlighten, one by one.


    "Come, Keiren." Ms. Claire said with her soft voice. I walked slowly towards her and smiled.


    "Yes, Claire?" I said.


    "This spaghetti of yours..." Ms. Claire said, her face were emotionless as usual. But her eyes... oh... instead of her crystal blue eyes, they were crimson red. Like a dark ball of fire were burning her eyeballs. "MADE MY TOOTH ACHE!!!"


    And with that, I woke up from that nightmare.


    It has been two days ever since I saw the side effects of Claire''s Demon Blood Drinking Project. She said, she is starting to feel human emotions now, unlike before. But Ms. Alexandria said that she should stop it.


    Claire did apologize to me and asked me to forget what happened. So did Cezille and Alexandria. But... after seeing what happened.... I don''t think...


    I stopped halfway when I was undressing my uniform when I saw an unfamiliar face inside my room.


    I screamed.


    Then a small girl who''s wearing a maid uniform with a yellow eyepatch entered the room, with an AK-47 in hand. "Hands up, cunt!" She said as she fired on the floor, a few inches away from my feet.


    "WHHHAAAAT!?" I screamed. I was only on my bra and skirt at the time.


    "Lyn, stop! I am perfectly fine." The girl with brown hair and eyes with different color from another said. Her right eye was brown. And the other, black. "Now, continue." She smiled gently at me.


    "C-Continue what?" I asked her?


    "Stripping." She clasped her hands. "Hurry. I want to see your perfect body, like my cousin Alexandria has said."Love this novel? Read it on Royal Road to ensure the author gets credit.


    "Strip!" The small girl with the rifle said as she cocked the gun at me.


    "Keiren is my maid." Claire, who came out of my closet said. Her face and tone of voice were as emotionless as ever. Wait!? What is she doing in my closet? "She belongs to me, and so is her body."


    Claire then took her phone from her skirt pocket and then, with a click, she took a photo of me.


    "Uhmmm.... Claire?" I said.


    "Yes, Keiren?"


    "What are you doing inside my closet?"


    "I was in the library, reading books. And then, I went out to find the rest room. And since Alexandria''s mansion is really big, I got lost. And before I knew it, I was inside your closet..."


    I frowned.


    "I never thought that you''d actually visit us here, Aida." Claire said to the brown haired girl.


    The girl stood up. And she was really tall. About 5''9? She''s even taller than Alexandria!!


    "Alex messaged me, telling that you have a toothache. I can''t say no to you." She walked towards Claire. Seeing the two of them, they could form a comedic duo. "My fav little cutie Clairie!!" She pat the small yellow ball of a head that Claire has. "Oh, and that one is Lyn. She''s my new maid."


    "Nice to meet you, Ms. Claire." She bowed.


    "What happened to your eyes?" Claire asked as she squeezed Ms. Aida''s hand off her head.


    "It''s kind of a long story. You see, I was kidnapped by one of my dad''s rivals. They sent one of my eyes inside a box, telling them that if they don''t disband the gang, they would send my other eye. Or maybe some of my parts. And then, that''s where Lyn comes in. Dad recruited her here on one of the underground assassin groups. I believe Lyn and Vincent are cousins?" Aida looked at Lyn. The little maid with the huge rifle nodded in agreement. "Lyn alone killed everyone at the store house where I was in. Even dad''s rival. And yeah, she also agreed to donate her left eye for me." Aida smiled.


    "Anything for you, Milady." Lyn gently smiled.


    So that''s what the eyepatch was for. I thought she was going for the mysterious maid character or something.


    "Your head must hurt a lot." Claire said.


    "Yes." The little maid frowned.


    "I can build you a new eye. And I''ll even add a mini computer with it, increasing your accuracy. And you can also login to Facebook 24/7. You can play online games while sleeping or while at work." Claire said. Although her face doesn''t show it, I know that she is excited and looking forward to it.


    "But.." The little maid hesitantly looked at her Master. "I want to keep this as is. It is my bond with Ms. Aida...."


    "It is..." Aida said. She then placed her hands on the shoulder of Lyn, who''s still holding her rifle. "But if you are getting headaches because of it, which you didn''t tell me, I want you to accept Claire''s offer."


    Lyn looked at Claire.


    "Just look at her. She''s wearing glasses. She''s really smart!"


    I don''t think her glasses has anything to do with her being smart...


    "Just accept it. It''s an order." Aida smiled.


    "Okay." Lyn answered with her small voice.


    "Anyways..." I suddenly felt fury running inside my veins. "Get out of my room!!!" I said, pushing the three of them outside my room.


    Geez, at least let me dress into my uniform in peace.


    After changing, I went outside my room. And Claire was there. Also, the huge Aida and her small maid, Lyn.


    "What took you so long?" Aida said.


    "We''re going to hunt. I need you to get my guns and stuff." Claire said.


    "Hunt? For?" I had to ask.


    "Ingredients!!!" Aida smiled.


    "For...?"


    "My special toothache remedy!!" The huge brown haired girl laughed.


    Claire cutely poked her cheek with her pointing finger. "My tooth hurts."


    "Oh..." I let out a sigh. "I see."

 C l a i r e - IV

    C l a i r e


    IV - The Hunt


    And then, the huge Bearnicorn roared at us. It''s rainbow colored fur straightened up like Goku''s hair when he turns into a Super Saiyan. The horn on it''s head started to emit a weird radiating light.


    "That''s it!" Aida said as she aimed her huge gatling gun at the Bearnicorn. "It now transformed into a Super Bearnicorn! We must kill it now before it transforms into Super Bearnicorn 2!!"


    "Roger!" Lyn said as she started to charge unto the Super Bearnicorn with her beloved AK-47.


    Aida started firing while Lyn is distracting the enemy. Claire is on the ground. Her goggles fell on the ground as well. Even though she can''t express it, I can sense the pain she''s suffering as she presses her cheek using her handgun. I hope she had the safety lock on.


    Seeing Claire like this makes me feel sad. I am now shivering from fear as I am holding this huge sniper gun that I do not know the name of. But I must do it... for Claire.


    45 hours earlier...


    ......


    ....


    ..


    "What!?" I exclaimed at Aida. Then I heard a shutter from a camera make a clicking sound. I looked at Claire. She just stared at me with her blue eyes. Then I turned my gaze upon Aida. "Bermuda Island? There''s an island in there?"


    Lyn smirked at me. "It is basic information for those of people with power and their servants. Wait, you don''t know? How sad to be you! Sameshii nee!!"


    I made an angry hissing sound unconsciously. I was then blinded by a flash. It was Claire and her phone again. "Geez, stop taking pictures of me."


    "You are my maid. I shall do what I want." Her stern and cold voice said.


    "If I get any ugly pics there... delete it..." I said.


    "No." She then licked at her ice cream.


    "Anyways, Bermuda Island, as it suggests, lies on the Bermuda Triangle." Aida said. "All the disappearances that happened there were caused by Fenrir for it is a top secret facility. They shot everything. May it be airplanes or cruiser ships. It is also where the Intergalactic Embassy lies."


    "Inter...galactic Embassy?" I can''t even manage to chew on those words. "You mean... aliens?"


    "Just how stupid can you be?" Lyn scoffed. Pointing her rifle at me. How can she even lift that thing with one hand? And make sure you put the safety lock on before pointing that thing to people, damnit!!! "Oh sorry, you''re right. I did forgot to put the safety lock on. Tee-hee!"


    I am speechless.


    "Yes, aliens." Aida smiled. "There are handsome catboys looking aliens there from planet Furrisea!" She squeeled. "Might as well take one as a butler.. and I''ll make him do this... and that... with his big and juicy..."


    "Oh my... you guys going on a hunt?" It was the master of the mansion herself. "Where are you guys going?"


    "Gonna get some Bearnicorn horn to make Claire some toothache remedy." Aida smiled. "You coming?"


    Alexandria placed her chin on her right hand. "Nah. I''ll stick on the mansion. And don''t even bother asking Cezille. She asked me to help her with her assignment." Even though she is smiling, Ms. Alexandria''s eyes were sharp. "Enjoy your hunt, guys." She smiled as she left us.The story has been taken without consent; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.


    And with that I carried all the stuff that Claire is bringing. And when I lifted it up to put it on the trunk. "Ugh!" Why is it so heavy? I tried lifting it up again. No good. And then Lyn came. She placed a huge bag inside the trunk easily. She then looked at me.


    "Is it too heavy for you?" She asked.


    I nodded shyly.


    "Hmm..." She took the baggage bag from me and lifted it up like it was nothing. The placed it inside the trunk. "Look." She said to me. "If you really want to serve the Svartsevich family, you must me strong. If not, you might lose them someday."


    With those words, she left.


    What she said is indeed true. If I really want to... I must be strong. Because Claire is from a well-renowned family, there will be threats here and there to her life. I must protect here... the one who saved me...


    And so, with Vincent on the wheels, we went to the Svartsevich''s private airport. I know Claire and her family is rich. But their own airport?!


    When we arrived, not just private jets, but also fighter jets and fighting helicopters. Tons of them at that!! Just how rich are they?


    It will be my first time on a jet plane... I am scared.


    Probably noticing my shivering, Claire placed an earphone on my ear. Something like jazz music was playing. "Jazz music helps me calm down." She said, looking at the window of the plane.


    "Thanks." Was all I said as I hide my face.


    As I listened to the fast beat of the drums and the mixed playing of the saxophone and piano, I feel relaxed. And before I knew it, we were already flying.


    As if being hypnotized, my eyes started to be droopy. I guess I should sleep. It would be a long flight...


    And then, I felt a poking sensation on my nose and cheeks. When I opened my eyes, it was Claire. "We''re here." She said.


    And then we got down on the jet. Bermuda Island, huh.


    Gettibg out of the airport, I saw coconut trees and forests. And mostly, soldiers and knights with cat ears. Knights with cat ears!? Oh my, these guys sure are cute and so handsome.


    Claire coughed.


    "It''s not like I am fantasizing myself being surrounded by those handsome cat eared knights!!"


    "What?" Claire said, though she has no expression, I can sense that she is confused. "We''re gonna go to the hotel now." She said.


    After an hour or so, we arrived at the huge building amidst the tropical island.


    There were cat eared servants everywhere. I so want to pet them... but I think that would be rude...


    And then I saw Aida petting a little cat girl. The cat girl was moaning in pleasure.


    "Furrisians like it when you pet them. They''re basically cats that evolved." Claire said. And that''s when a little orange haired cat girl who looks like a maid approached me.


    "Let me help you with that, meow!" She smiled.


    "T-Thanks." I said as I am slowly reaching her head with my hand. And there, I am now petting her. Her head, ears and her chin. She was letting out lewd moaning sounds. Even though I am a girl, I feel so aroused listening to her.


    "Do you like her?" Claire asked.


    "Yeah.. she''s so cute." I said as I am rubbing my cheeks to the little cat girl''s cheek.


    "I''ll talk to the manager later so that I could hire her as your.... uhmm... pet or something." Claire said.


    "What!? Is that even okay?" I asked.


    "Yes, meow!" The cat girl spoke. "I will be you servant, meow." She waved her long tail as she smiled.


    My own servant, huh...


    After resting on our rooms for a few hours, the hunt started.


    "There are numerous of dangerous animals that cannot be seen anywhere here on Bermuda Forest. So be ready." Aida said. "As this is your first time hunting, you should stay at the sides and back us up, Keiren." Aida said as she handed me a heavy rifle. From it''s looks, I think it''s a sniper rifle. I think taking lessons from Vincent in gun handling will finally pay off.


    .......


    ....


    ..


    The bullets that''s hitting the Bearnicorn seemed to be useless. And with one swipe with it''s huge paw, Lyn flew towards a tree. She managed to block the hit with her rifle. But she fell unconscious and received a scar on her stomach.


    I looked at Claire again. I think her tooth is aching from the ice cream that she ate yesterday before the flight. Anyways, I have to be strong. To protect her. And Aida too.


    I aimed the heavy sniper rifle at the huge Bearnicorn. Ms. Aida was firing her gatling gun at the front. And after a few moments, she stopped.


    "What?!" She exclaimed. "Running out of ammo while being in a pinch..."


    "No..." My hands were still shaking.


    And then, I remembered what Claire said during the flight.


    So I hummed the jazz piece that she made me listen. And then, my hands stopped shaking as I looking on the scope.


    And then, with one click, fate was decided.