Now that the fight was over, the four girls separated going their separate ways for now. Siia, who was the youngest of the group appearance wise, decided to head into the marketplace and pick up the bread she ordered. She didn't like the part of town she picked the bread up from, because it was known to have some really bad people at times. That part of town was known for the scum who liked to sexually harass women. When Siia went strolling by the group that earlier was flirting with girls and sexually harassing they decided to follow the pretty little teenage girl wearing an angelic white dress that flowed down toward her knees.

Siia walked over toward the place where she picked up her bread. Though when she got to the place she noticed the original clerk wasn't there. She was a bit curious why he wasn't there since everytime she picked up her bread he was there. She didn't really want to say anything to the smelly guy who she could smell from where she was, but she wanted her bread so she decided to approach him regardless of his pungent stench. The guy had a wide grin as he approached where he greeted her like any normal clerk, "How may I be of service to you, missy?"

The fact the man just called her "missy" made her frown. Never has anyone called Siia "missy' before and this was certainly a first. She was starting to suspect something fishy was going on, but unless in self-defense she wasn't allowed to utilize her magic. "For one it's not "missy" and two I came here to pick up my order." Siia sighed at the man bored by how he was trying to impede her by addressing her like what she would call a moron. She handed him the money anyway where he handed her the bread.

Little did she know that the man behind the counter had changed the price on the bread she bought. When she tried to walk away three other smelly individuals stopped her from leaving. The man at the counter was yelling at her as she turned her attention toward him. "HEY, YOU BITCH! You think you can short change me and get away with it?"

Siia turned around while she placed her hand near her sword just in case the three hooligans behind her tried to creep up on her. She frowned where her a serious expression lit up on her face and her eyes became fiery when she looked at the fact someone had modified the price after she had left. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TRYING TO PULL!" Siia yelled at the man as her voice echoed in the vicinity. She knew the man had changed the price and that he wasn't the owner of the store. She was a bit curious how he was running the shop. Before she could ask he peered right into her ice with a sinister grin on his face, "Why don't you just take off that dress and we'll call it even?"

Siia was enraged when he tried to get her to take off her dress. She knew the man was being a pervert. She couldn't do anything since they weren't doing anything illegal and if she drew her weapon she would be in the wrong. She thought dammit in her mind, because of the fact this man was playing her for a fool. The man became impatient where he signaled toward his men to surround the girl so she could not escape. "I think I told you to take your dress off, so do it already!" This time he climbed over the counter and grabbed her arms suspending the above her head and pin them against a wall. "Are we going to do this the easy way or do you want me to do this the hard way and get rough?"

"Get your hands off me, you pervert!" Siia yelled as the man had her hands pinned up against a wall suspended above her head with one of his hands. He grinned as he sniffed around and enjoyed the essence that came off her. The man once again demanded, "I'll let you go when you pay me the rest of what you owe. You can either give me your dress or I'll take the money out of you another way. So what is it going to be?" His grin became even more wide since he would get his way either way. Siia was furious, but there was nothing she could do while she was in the position she was in. She couldn't even bring her leg up to kick him, because he pinned her against the wall tight.
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"If he wishes to speak to me alone then I will honor his request." Meira said as she looked over toward Ranathia who was very upset and threw herself up from the table not liking how she had to trust this person she hardly knew. Though if that is what her liege desired she would honor her wish even if she didn't like it. She didn't want to do anything to displease the one she was meant to protect.

Meira felt a little guilty telling Ranathia to leave. She knew that Ranathia was very upset and that she was probably going to vent out her later for her decision, but this person might have valuable information. She knew Ranathia didn't trust anyone that she didn't know despite their social status, but knowing it was a knight from an order made Meira put her faith in him and listen to what he had to say. Perhaps she could learn something from all this.

Ranathia walked away from her seat with a very serious look on her face. She stopped for a moment in front of Alexander and placed her hand down near him as she faced to face to face. She intended to let him know how she felt about having to leave as she ordered her maid into the other room with her dish. "If her highness wishes to speak to you alone I will honor her wishes, but I'm not doing this for you. Don't get any ideas that I am getting friendly with you, because I'm not. I don't know about this order or if you're a reputable knight nor do I care right now. I trust no stranger that waltzes in this house especially foreigners." She paused for a moment as she drew her blade and let it rest on the table, Meira was about to object where Ranathia gave her a gesture that she wasn't going to do anything. Just let this person know that she wouldn't tolerate anyone using her liege for their ambition. "I will warn you, if you are using or planning to bring harm to the princess I will cut you down where you stand without blinking an eye. Do I make myself, clear? Now if you'll excuse me, I'll go see if my informant has returned from Guardia." Those were her final words as she sheathed her sword and walked away with a very disturbed and suspicious look that was on her face.

"That was unnecessary, you must of misunderstood me. Rana could of stayed, but what is done is done." he said. "However, do have someone were more private where we can talk. Even if all of your servants are as loyal as you say, I don't think any clairvoyant would have any trouble in seeing your dinner table. It is also probably not the best place to speak of business either." he said, as he finished his meal.

"I'm sure Ranathia didn't mean what she said. She sometimes says things she doesn't mean when she's upset." Meira convinced Alexander while she did feel a bit guilty for making Ranathia leave the room earlier. One of the most trusted people Meira knew was Ranathia despite the fact in the past they were once previous rivals. Once they became friends, they were almost like sworn sisters. Meira tried to contemplated her thoughts while thinking about what this man was about to reveal. Perhaps this person might be able to shed some light on what happened in Guardia and why the king was killed. "So tell me what you want to reveal to me? Also, does it have anything to do with my coronation?" Meira questioned while she patiently awaited Alexander's response. She also did wonder what Ranathia was up to and what she meant by meeting with her contact. Perhaps she would have to ask her later when she got the time to do so.

Alexander got up from the table and began to pace around, as he wasn't use to sitting a table while discussing. "This doesn't have to do with coronation directly, although, I have already asked the queen about it, and she has appointed me, and a few other paladins to guard to attend, and your coronation is important if you wish to ally with us, as we generally only ally with nations, or other factions. However, as far as I know, it doesn't have anything to do with your coronation directly."

He then paused, and resumed, "Well, while I haven't been told much more than I already spoken, I doubt my superiors know much more than me, we paladins do have the ability to detect evil, some are more keen at this ability than others. And, some of the greater clerics and paladins have detected many great evil presences in the area of Windgrace, they have been able to hide there exact location, and we only know that they are somewhere in Guardia. They also hide their nature from us, for all we know, they could either be cult leaders or a demonic swords. I do feel my high-ups might be hidden information from me, however, as I said, they probably don't to much more. However, we are still working on trying to cull these evils. I also feel like they would be much open to a queen than just a knight."

"Are you sure this information is accurate?" Ranathia questioned toward her source she met with in front of a tall peach tree that peered over the house in the backyard of where she took residence at. A figured dressed completely in black and all but their face was covered approached her when she questioned if their information was accurate or not. "It's very true that people are using the coronation as a ploy. The Queen herself is plotting something which she won't reveal to anyone. I don't know what it is, but I warn you not to turn a blind eye toward her." The informant said toward Ranathia in a causal tone before handing Ranathia some documents he had confiscated earlier. The source didn't tell Ranathia the nature of the documents nor would they reveal how they got their hands on such documents.

"These documents are from!?" Ranathia's eyes turned big when she saw the letters etched above the confidential writing "EP". She didn't know what the Erewhon Pavilion was planning, but she knew all about the galactic organization. She was surprised that this source was able to steal such documents from the queen's office. The throne room is heavily guarded and there is always a guard in front of the door. The only way someone could have gotten their hands on those documents is if they entered the room, but then made it look like they exited the room using a disguise. "Just what is the Erewhon Pavilion planning to do after the coronation?" Ranathia questioned as looked over the documents then her eyes turned huge with fear when she learned the nature of the documents and that there was something horrible about to happen in the wake. "Oh my god! Whomever planned this is attempting to kill all of the world's leaders once they gather at the coronation. So they wanted Meira's coronation ceremony so they could plot a mass genocide on the world's leaders? What not better curtain for the plot. But even then, what could the Pavilion gain from killing the world's leaders? Unless they, themselves, are trying to destroy Windgrace!?"

Ranathia paused for a moment to recover from the shock of what she had just learned. She didn't know if she should show Meira the documents she just laid her eyes on or not. She even saw the resignation letter from Erialyss naming Meira as her new heir. "Hmm, I don't know if I should just interrupt their discussion. Can that man she's talking to really be trusted?"
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"I will be looking forward toward your protection then." She smiled toward Alexander only to pause momentarily when she heard a shout that sounded like Ranathia in shock. She was a bit concerned about why Ranathia had just shouted a moment ago. She couldn't just leave her guest since he came all the way to see her. She decided that she would question Ranathia later about what was going on. She did remember Ranathia said she was meeting with some source of hers. This was a bit curious for Meira which made her even more curious about who this person was. Trying not to show too much concern she casually questioned toward Alexander, "Did you hear that a moment ago?"
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"I guess I'll stop wasting your time." Selest replied as she walked away from Whizzle. She decided that he wasn't going to listen to her no matter what she said and it was just wasting her precious time. She knew that she did not have anytime to waste where she headed toward a run down house where she detected an aura which she thought felt familiar. She walked up to the door and knocked on it asking, "Um excuse, are you Nathan, mister?"
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Melianth walked into the dining room only to notice there was a girl that was eating alone. She knew it wasn't any of her business though she thought the girl looked lonely so she thought she would keep her company as she walked over with her tray of food and took a seat right beside where she smiled. "Is this seat taken?" She didn't know if she was imposing or not. She would ask first before she stayed seated since she didn't want to interrupt or impose on such an innocent looking girl.

His lifestyle after his parent's death had quickly made Nathan a light sleeper. As such, even while napping he was able to hear someone knocking at his door "ah great. Today's just going to be one of those days isn't it?" he got out of bed and answered the door to find an unfamiliar female face 'yep, today's just one of those days' he mentally complained. "Yeah...I'm Nathan. Who are you and what do you need? I'm sorry if that sounded rude, but today's just been really hectic for me, and I get the feeling that it's not going to be changing any time soon"

The words "ah great" were enough to disturb Selest's mind. She felt bad for coming uninvited due to the fact the boy inside sounded very tense for some reason. From the sound of it as Selest took into comprehension each word he spoke, it sounded like he wasn't having the best of days. She didn't know if she should introduce herself or leave. When she thought about leaving she shook her head saying to herself that would be rude. He did come all the way to greet her at the door though she was a bit nervous to actually meet with the man. His tone alone made her unsettling where it was hard to think and even more difficult for her to speak toward Nathan. He probably wanted to know how she knew his name, but she knew even if she were to tell him that he wouldn't believe her anyway. Her mood shifted to an apologetic one once she learned that Nathan wasn't too happy about her presence.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to disturb your peace. Perhaps I should come back another time." She said in a troubled tone since it was obvious the girl was flustered about something. She didn't really make it clear what was bothering her, but judging by her body language and movements let alone the tone in her voice was enough to give hint that she was feeling very uneasy at the time.She tried to hide part of her face to prevent him from ever noticing and looked at him with one eye.

Nathan sighed 'great, now I feel like crap' he said to himself "no, no. You came all this way, so the least I can do is hear you out. I wasn't trying to scare you away or anything like that" he told her "I was only trying to explain why I seemed so grumpy. As bothersome as this day is becoming, I'd feel a lot worse if I just turned you away without at the very least giving you a chance to talk. Again, I'm real sorry about this, but you didn't manage to catch me at my best" he continued, trying to make her feel more at ease

"There's no need to apologize, because I completely understand. If it's all right with you then I think I'll come in." Selest responded as she nodded her head at Nathan feeling a bit more relaxed. This time she didn't feel much like a burden anymore. She saw there were no chairs so she concentrated her energy creating a magic glyph where her book started to glow and the symbol disintegrated into a very fancy looking chair which she used to take a seat in. "I thank you for your hospitality. I'm a bit thirsty, think you could get me a glass of water?" Selest asked as she situated herself so she was comfortable in the chair.

When she became comfortable she decided she would at least tell him who she was. It would probably just be better if she gave him her first name due to the fact he would ask questions she couldn't answer if she told him her last name. It was obvious earlier that Whizzle didn't believe her when she said her last name was Rosenau. Which was very true since Rosenau were the family who ruled over the Lumina Kingdom. However, she did take refuge in the Lumina Kingdom and was treated like a daughter of their own by the royal family when her mother passed away. "I'm so sorry, I've been too caught up in thought that I forgot to tell you my name. My name is Selest. It's nice to meet you." She smiled as she thought to herself from the images she saw. My, the pictures I saw of Nathan were no lie. He certainly was a strapping young lad back then. I can't believe that same man I saw from then was this dashing. It's truly amazing. I probably shouldn't meddle in the affairs of others while I'm in this realm since it might cause a paradox. She continued to think to herself that she should keep her visit strictly business and not fraternize with Nathan or it may cause a a problem with the space-time continuum fabric which her mentor Siia had warned her about earlier. "You're probably wondering why I'm here. I'm here with an important message and to prevent a disaster from happening. I know the preordained future that has been written as I can see the many possibilities of futures and know which ones will become reality in this realm. I know you probably don't believe me, but during the coronation a great catastrophe will befall many people who loved by many which will plant the seeds of war. Windgrace is in grave danger of entering into an all-out war with the entire world. We must prevent that from happening and that is why I'm here now. Someone within the Erewhon Pavilion wants revenge on the nobles of Windgrace and their plan is to cause a great tragedy which will erupt in a massive war which could destroy the Kingdom of Windgrace. There was also a resignation letter by the Queen, but it isn't signed by her.

The Queen in power right now is nothing more than a puppet queen. The real Queen went missing a long time ago, but the nobles tried to cover it up using a puppet queen. Other organizations are taking advantage of the opportunity by using the puppet queen to put into play their schemes. Stay close to Lady Meira and never leave her side. Someone this time is going to try to kill her this time. I don't know who but I pursued them once I learned they came back to this event to make sure she dies. The resignation by the Queen is a farce. It was signed by a fake queen and the coronation is just one huge death trap. If you don't believe me then ask Ranathia about the documents she has from the EP that one of her sources retrieved for her. The master scheme is inside there, but the one trying to cause Meira's death is not. I beg of you, please protect Meira. If she dies, all hope is lost."

Well this was...pretty heavy. Based on what she said, it sounded like she either had some sort of way to tell the future, or was from the future. Either one would be a huge deal. After he got her a glass of water, he responded "considering all you're asking me to do is to protect Meira, I don't see much harm in believing you; even if this is a lie, it's not like you're telling me to do something wrong or anything like that. However, I do have one question; why me? Why come to me with this information and then ask me to protect her? You told me that if I didn't believe you, that I could go to Ranathia to find proof. If that's the case, then why not just tell her? She already has those documents you were talking about"

"Huh, weirdo," Whizzle muttered as he watched Selest walked away. He then looked at the tome on his hand. "Oh well...."

Whizzle scratched his chin before following suit and wandered toward the city to get some foods to accompany his reading. As much as the girls cooked for just the two of them and probably for their servants, Whizzle never liked carrying plates of food around, not to mention he probably should find something to carry the book with. It didn't take too long for him to get himself a sling bag that he used to put the book in and he walked around to find a food store. His legs stopped in front of a bakery and, after a moment of thought, entered the shop. Only to find himself staring at a man holding a girl to the wall at the other end of the store. Making a low whistle, Whizzle glanced at the empty cashier before looking at the pair of lovers again.

"So...heh, is the store still open or should I came back later?" he asked.

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Alice looked up from her mostly eaten food and blinked at noblewoman who took a seat besides her and asked a question afterward. It was obvious to her that the noblewoman wouldn't take a no for an answer and Alice inwardly sighed. "No, it is not," Alice said while looking at the woman. She was almost finished with her food, so it's not like she has to linger around for whatever the noble was thinking.

"However, I do have one question; why me? Why come to me with this information and then ask me to protect her?" Were the only words that crossed Selest's mind spoken from Nathan since the other words were irrelevant. She was a bit irritated that Nathan would inquire the reason why, because asking meant she could endanger the future if she revealed to him too much. It left her unsure with how to answer his questions since she couldn't answer it without the threat of affecting the current future. Also, deep down inside herself her hatred burn strong for Nathan even if she didn't want to show it. It burned so strong that she had a hard time convincing herself not to kill him right then and there. Her reason for wanting to kill him was unclear other than the fact you could sense it deep inside her mind.

She gradually stood up from her chair giving off a deep sigh then shaking her head. She though even if she told him who she was it wouldn't affect the current future since he probably wouldn't believe her without proof. The proof was on her neck which a chain that held a ring which Meira gave to her saying it was the Infinity Ring which Nathan had given her. "You see, Nathan." She paused for a moment after she stressed "Nathan" then grabbed her chain revealing the ring on it, "I am your daughter from the future. I am Selest Melianth Alduin-Ereseal. The name is engraved inside the part you insert your finger to wear the ring. I reign from two prestigious royal families. One called the Ereseal family and the second the Rystaliuskal family. I am a descendant of the Exrius clan like my mother before me. Take a look at my eyes." She pointed at them revealing one that was blue color like her mother and the second was the same color as Nathan's eyes. "I have one eye that is the same color as yours." She paused for a moment to relieve herself of the stress she was feeling before she continued. "I really wish you wouldn't ask me why it has to be you. I can't tell you the reason why I say that, but please just do it without questioning me."

Before she let Nathan get his words in she revealed a sword that looked like her mothers and a tome she carried around that looked exactly like the one Whizzle was carrying around earlier. Why she had that tome was unknown, but it was obvious that she inherited the sword she held from her own mother, "This sword is Meleitling and belonged to my mother before I inherited it. My sibling inherited Ragnadaim while this sword was passed down to me. Only a female hand can wield this blade and it's been a sacred blade that has been passed down from generation to generation within the Exrius sect. That sword you have I know belongs to your great, great grandfather Mehetabel Ereseal. Your father is Mehetabel's son that disappeared. I know a lot about this present we are in right now aside from the events that are about to be altered. How I know that is that I am your daughter from the future like I aforementioned. I am here to prevent mother from being killed. Tell me that you will help me, please?" Selest said desperately despite holding her strong hatred for Nathan back.

If she had just said that he was the one who saved Meria in the past from her point of view, Nathan would have been able to accept that. While he hadn't believed that time travel was possible before, he did know an author of science fiction novels, who had a love of time travel. Through him, Nathan soon found himself a theoretical expert on the subject, so he understood what a stable time loop was. This however, was something else; he would become a father. The very idea of having children felt so alien to him, it was an idea that had never even occurred to him, as he didn't want to continue his bloodline. Not only that, but she said that her mother was Meria...Meria! The princess! There was no way that someone like her would marry someone like him, he was a nobody. The very idea that his future self would be careless enough to sire children, to bring them into this world with his cursed blood terrified him. Until he recalled something else that she said...

This girl claimed that she was a descendant of two royal families. Two, not one. There was noway that Nathan could have any sort of royal blood in him, which could only mean one thing; she wasn't his biological daughter. Meria obviously married her princes charming and lived happily ever after with him. Or maybe not quite, since he seemed to be her father figure. It was hard to tell without asking more questions that he doubted that she would answer. Maybe it was just wishful thinking on his part (one such thought that made him doubt this was that he couldn't think of a reason why a child that wasn't his would inherit his fathers swords), but it helped him calm down immensely. "I see...this is all starting to make sense. I think I understand why you came to me" it was because he was expendable, because the future would be fine without him. He no longer had any doubt that she really did come from the future, the ring convinced him. While he didn't think it would be impossible to make a fake of Meria's sword, he was the only person alive who knew both what the ring looked like, and that it had any sort of significance. As crazy as it sounded; the most logical explanation was that she really did come from the future. Something that didn't escape his notice was how she tried to hide her dislike of him. He had grown so accustomed to such looks from others, he picked up on them much easier then other people would

"Wait here for a second" he told her. Getting up he went to his bedroom to retrieve the case holding Bah...er...Ragnadaim. When he returned, he opened the case to show her what was inside before closing it back up and handing it to her "here, in-case you need the extra firepower. I'd even bet that you know more about these swords then I do." While he was expendable, she wasn't. She was a princess, someone very important, and he had to make sure that she survived whatever was about to happen. "Also, I'm not sure why you seem to hate me so much...but whatever my future self did to you, I'm sorry about that." A chilling thought entered his mind; what if she was completely lying about her relationship with him? What if in the future she came from, he finally lost it and became the monster he was afraid he would be if he lived long enough? That would explain why her sibling got a hold of his father's sword; it was taken from his corpse. Maybe she was even planing on killing him after her job her was done.

Selest looks at Nathan surprised when he asks her to wait there. Not that it didn't tickle her annoyance a bit, but she was a bit surprised that he would ask a person who he denied having any relation with to wait instead of dismiss them like every other person in the future did when it came to her mother. Selest gave off a deep sigh, but awaited patiently for Nathan to return. She looked around in his house to notice it was pretty bare and rundown. She didn't quite understand why Nathan who worked for the military continued to live in a dwelling that provided just the necessities when he could live in a house like her mother did when she worked for the Windgrace government before she was coronated with her mother's crown. A crown she received from a girl who helped train Selest along with a mysterious cold and very quiet woman named Siianthaliae.

Selest shook her head at the thought of Nathan's bare house whispering to herself that he is such a fool. Not only was he responsible for the event she could not forgive him for, but he thinks himself lowly when he descends from a very wealthy family line and she is sure his descendants wouldn't want to see him like this. He definitely knew how to make her upset over him putting himself down feeling sorry for himself. She wanted earlier to yell at him for apologizing for what his adult self did which did anger Selest though she hid it inside herself trying not to let even her eyes show that it irritated her.

Selest patience was about to give until he returned with a set of swords which Selest known as the twin blades of the Ereseal family. When he offered her the swords she was a bit caused by surprise thinking that he valued those blades, because they were the only part of his parents he had left to remember them by. She sighed as she looked at blades then reached into her pocket and gave him an old photo that was faded, but on one side contained a picture of Nathan's parents and the other side contained a picture of Selest's parents. She ran her hand across the blade examining while she handed him the photo. "You really are hopeless. Running away from your past, because you're offering me these swords and now denying who you are. What makes you think my mother judged people by how wealthy they are? Are you trying to insult what my mother fought for in my future!" Selest raised her voice as you could see the anger in her eyes burn full of hatred. Something was bothering her that she didn't tell him. Her eyes looked like they were on fire with anger as she peered at Nathan was tired of hearing his excuses.

Selest stood up reached over and picked Nathan up into the air by his shirt despite being a very feminine built figure. She generates destructive energy into her fist which causes the reality around her to slightly distort itself. She had used the technique several times in the past and had learned the Explosive Vise technique from Ranathia who was a mastermind when it came to fire and destructive capabilities of the element. Ranathia had trained Selest on how to use the explosiveness of the fire element and use that power as a very destructive force by compressing it tight, with her fist the trigger when it came into contact with a very solid object. She wanted to strike him with the fist, but Ranathia warned her that hitting organisms with the attack would result in certain death especially if their guard was completely down. She instead struck the chair she created with her fist which exploded when it came into contact with the chair incinerating it into nothingness and Selest turned around releasing Nathan and then shielded him from the chain reaction that ensued though it was more of a reaction that she had no control over. "You are so pathetic."

"Why do you deny the fact you are my father? Are you too good for me? You fool! Are you abandoning my mother! Father you are such an idiot!" Selest yelled as she turned her attention toward the swords that Nathan had given to her. She closely examined the blades more closely as she tried to distract herself from getting angry. She didn't want to waste her time calling her father out for how stupid he was since it would just be repeating what happened between the two in the past. She took her hand and activated a hidden glyph on Ragnadaim which caused the blades to transform into a pair of knuckles. "Even then you were to stupid to figure out that Ragdnadaim could transform into any weapon the user desired. Since you enjoy using your fists like a brute, here." She paused as she handed back a pair of fancy looking metallic like knuckles back to Nathan before she continued. "These might be more suitable for you. Since you like to use your fists this weapon is more of what represents your character. I don't want Ragnadaim and if you want to abandon your past then don't throw it on me. It's obvious you don't care about me. Just like in the future you are no different than you are now which makes me sick. I can't stand looking at you. If you want to die that badly then use the same technique I did and punch yourself with those knuckles. It's obvious you see me as nothing more than a burden and never cared about me. I guess the future was doomed from the very beginning when you abandoned your resolve." Selest concluded as she slowly walked away from her father trying to hold back the tears that were about to reveal themselves in her eyes. It was obvious the girl was heartbroken by Nathan and was even more annoyed by the fact Nathan had not really changed that much from who he was in the past.
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Siia looks over toward Whizzle and frowns at him for just standing there. The man uses his free hand and clamps it over her mouth to prevent her from screaming. He then turns around and faces Whizzle nodding at him, "I had to detain a customer, because she was getting in over her head. She tried to assault me so I took it into my authority to restrain her." He said in a trying voice though you could notice by the tone in his voice that he was obviously lying. Siia looked over toward Whizzle hoping that he wouldn't beleive such an idiot, because if he did she might just have to explode and tear the roof off the building. As undesirable as it sounds, she waited to see what Whizzle was going to do while shaking her head trying to force the man's hand off of her mouth which he had it clamped over tight.

"Now move along, little man. There's nothing to see here and we don't need your help. You might get hurt if you stick around." The man grinned as his cronies walked in Whizzle's direction and stopped in front of him with intimidating looks on their faces. They cracked their knuckles as they prepared to pounce on the suspecting individual if they didn't leave, "Yo heard our boss. Get lost, wimp otherwise these muscles of ours are going to turn you into a prune."

Looking at the picture and listening to her rant, Nathan had a little trouble comprehending what she was saying "wait......are you saying that I'm not just some surrogate or replacment father? That in the future, I get married to your mother, have sex with her, and conceive both you and your brother...that you have my blood flowing through your veins?" He was so shocked, that his brain failed to even register the fact that she had transformed Ragnadaim. It was then that he felt something wet on his face 'what the!? Why am I blee...ding?' he touched his face with a finger, only to find that the liquid on his face wasn't blood "are...are these tears? Why...why am I crying...?" He just stared at the strange substance on his finger, studding it like it was some sort of unknown liquid. After he got over the shock, he began to think "this......this changes a lot" looking at the transformed Ragnadaim, he then said "now I definitely can't take this outside; if anyone were to recognize it...that would draw far too much unwanted attention, the same kind that got my parents killed." His deep moment over, he suddenly remembered something that Selest had said "wait...how does fighting with my fists make me a brute? It's far less lethal then using magic to blow someone body up, or a sword to cut them up"

Selest heard Nathan ask her to wait as she walked off where she decided to stop and turn around once again facing him. When she turned to face him again she noticed he was crying. She remembered that he asked her if he was her real father, but she didn't answer him. She decided that she would answer him this time. "Yes, you are my real biological father. That picture is proof of that." When he asked if he was crying she sighed and said yes. She then walked back over toward him and pulled his head up toward her eyes which were two different colors. One eye was the color of her mother which was blue, but her other eye was very strange looking which was an orange reddish color.

She wanted Nathan to look at her eyes. Perhaps he might try to at least understand himself better and stop being so afraid of his power within him. Selest was the same way in the past and she knew that it only brought her pain and sorrow. "Look at this eye." She pointed at which was an orange reddish color. She wanted him to know about the truth of what happened to her and the price she paid for doing it. "I was the very same as you, father. But it brought me nothing other than suffering.I couldn't even protect those dearest to me and they all died protecting me. And for what? This eye is the price I paid for my carelessness. I traveled back into time when I made an agreement with an entity known as Cinis otherwise known as the Voice of Origin. I had to exchange one of my blue eyes for its eyes which was the Eye of Chaos. It was the only way I could travel back into time and ascend destiny without causing a paradox. This eye grants me safe haven from both, but it doesn't mean I can't die. Just that I am not connected to your Universe yet, because I don't exist physically yet. The place I came from is a very unpleasant future." She added as she pulled the back of her shirt to reveal some scars she had been dealt that look like something clawed at her back. "These scars were caused by the abominations that have been sealed away called demons. The deities hid the existence of demons and this being called Cinis locked all them and everything that is really bad inside the Netherworld. The Pandora's Box is going to be opened during your lifetime and we cannot allow that. I'm the last hope in my time since everyone else has died."

Nathan gulped "the...only one left? My god...how is the even possible?" This was a lot to take in for poor Nathan; not only was there going to be some kind of demon apocalypses in the future, but he was also supposed to get married to Meria, a girl he barely even knew "so Meria and I end up getting married, huh. I'm not sure if you knew this or not; but at this point in time, I barely even know her. I vaguely remember her from the academy, mostly because of her unique hair, but I've only really talked to her on the last mission we were on, which was earlier today. So the idea that the two of us fall in love in the future...it feels like that came out of nowhere. Not that I thought that I'd ever fall in love...but still." That brought up another point; the picture "...wait. My parents are dead, they have been for almost a decade now. So how could this picture exist? Not only that, but it looks old...really old. Just...when was this taken?"

There was a pause after the men delivered their warningthreat before Whizzle started to chuckle. Out of all the lies he thought. "Say, there wasn't any amendment or changes to the self-defense magic law recently, was there?" Whizzle said as he stepped into the store and closed the door behind him. He looked at the grunts momentary confused look over his statement and action before they returned to their intimidating approach and laughed.

"What, you think you're hot enough to take down all of us without breaking that?" one of the grunts replied as he inch closer. "Did you hit your head somewhere? I repeat. Get. Lost."

"Ah, but there ARE schools of magic that can make your life really uncomfortable, you know," Whizzle calmly state. "Do you really want to risk me being a member of one of those school? Possibly one that makes medical practicioner froth on their mouth?"

That made the grunts pause on their track and stepped back, looking at each other warily. Their leader proved to be more hard to intimidate as he commented from his position, "And what you gonna do, wise ass? All we had to do is not touch you at all. How are you going to do your heroic deed then? You'd break the law yourself. Not use magic? It's three against one and we'd report that you assaulted us first. Step away and we'll all be fine."

Whizzle gave them a toothy smile, "But you already touched my sister." Once again drawing confusion to their faces. "What are you talking about, dumbass? There's no way she's your sister!"

"Now, now, who would they believe more a practical twins or three drunks that said one of the twin is a shapeshifting guy?" Whizzle retorted. It was obvious that the grunts either thought he was mad or confused altogether until he showed what he meant.

Whizzle's smile was the only thing remained as his whole appearance started to shift. His hair grew longer and changed its color. His body shrunk and took more feminine features as his clothes also changed to match this now clearly female appearance. It didn't take much to realize that her appearance was an exact mirror to the girl that the fat man was pinning against the wall. Whizzle stood, back against the door, looking at the rest with what one can say as "definitely smug" look on her face.

Siia looked over in Whizzle's direction a bit confused by what he was doing. His action was enough to have the man who pinned her against the wall to release her and also allowed her to slip out from underneath him getting his dirty hand off her mouth. She somersaulted off to the side away from the group of individuals and dusted herself off. Though still a bit confused by what was going on, it was obvious that Whizzle came to her aid though the him being her sibling didn't sit well with her.

"Should I intervene?" A voice within Siia's mind questioned which was obviously Stellvia who had awakened from all the commotion. Siia shook her mind telling her that there was no need for her to reveal herself. It was just three brutes who could easily be taken out with magic. Turning her eyes toward the person who called themselves her sister, "I have no idea who you are and I don't care, but I suppose we can at least work together to teach these lowlifes a lesson." She said with fire in her eyes as she moved into a fighting stance awaiting for one of the idiots to charge her. At her side she rested her palm which glowed brightly and gathered energy causing a small distortion in the room.

"Aww. can't you play along a bit, sis?" Whizzle whined, imitating the girl's voice as she heard it. Her eyes fell on the dumbfounded grunts. "At least I'm right that you didn't actually need any help."

Whizzle let out a giggle that seemed to snap them back, "GET THE FREAK!" Their fat leader yelled.

"Oops," Whizzle said as she ducked under a punch and moved away from the door. She raised an arm, "Well, don't want to much of a hassle so, watch the eyes....Unveil the blanket of darkness....Flash."

the raised arm would then glow brightly and lit up the room, making it as if a small sun emerged in the store. If the small commotion from earlier didn't attract attention, the shop suddenly lit up momentarily would.

"Ahahahaha, run, run away," Whizzle sung as she approached Siia while the grunts flailed with blind eyes.

Siia sighed as she ducked one of the goon's punches then grab his face and embraced her palm on it which blasted enery out of it, but she held back so she didn't blow his head off. The face of the individual was engulfed in the explosion of her Elan Palm attack and blasted backwards into a wall. She looked over to see that Whizzle had the other goons handled. She flicked her hair back and sighed in a convincing attitude that it was a complete wase of her time and she could have handled those goons easily.

Seeing that the goons ran off she peered over toward the person who helped her. She shook her head and didn't answer him. She knew who the person was, but she didn't need him knowing who she was. She could have used a stronger move, but that would have given away who she was and it was rather embarrassing to have to travel around and have people know that using magic turns you into a teenage girl since it makes her younger. She decided just to shake her head slowly and nod then proceeded to walk off without saying a word.

Whizzle gave her a small smile before going to the counter and prepared to take her fill. She only took a bread out before pausing and looked at Siia's leaving figure.

"You know, you felt sort of familiar," Whizzle said from behind the counter. "Have we met before?"

Still the girl did not answer as she picked up the bread she had ordered and left the store. She did wonder what actually happened to the real clerk then shook her head thinking it wasn't her problem. She would allow mortals to handle their own problems on their own and not get invovled. Besides she hated mortals and immortals both alike. As she walked away she noticed that Stellvia once again went silent. She questioned why she hated mortals so much? She didn't quite remember what they did to cause her to abhor them so much, but a strong feeling inside gave her that indication. Stellvia sighed deeply inside her voice when she heard her contemplating about mortals. She listened closely to Stellvia even though she didn't agree with her words. Mortals used the word arrogant to express how Stellvia was acting, but she didn't dare think that since she was an almighty powerful goddess who could probably destroy her if she wanted to.

When Stellvia finished speaking to Siia in her mind, Siia was a bit confused by Stellvia's words. She didn't quite know what she meant by "abominations" and the fact she called them "destroyers by nature". Was she just a vessel toward Stellvia or could she become her own person if she wanted to? When she thought about it Stellvia told her to stop dwelling on trivial things and focus on what needs to be done on hand. She shook her head in disbelief though she did acknowledge her and walked away without saying a word to the boy who she saw turn into a girl. She knew who it was, but the fact someone came to her own rescue confused her since it had never happened before. She didn't know what to think since she fought all her battles on her own or with her only sister Miia. Sure both had different colored hair in both mortal and immortal forms, but the blood they carried was the same.

"Eh, guess I'll just make sure my own later," Whizzle shrugged as Siia left. She would then helped herself into taking some of the baked goods for reading snacks later on. Before she left, Whizzle decided to play around with the unconscious man and fiddled with his memory, making him thought that his wound was the result of him smoking a firecracker. She'd probably has to find the escaped goons if she wanted to be thorough, but the resulting difference might be interesting to hear. With her 'prank' finished, Whizzle left the store with her good just as she started to hear signs of security. Well, look like she's keeping her current face, it'd be her they'd look for as a result and not herself, meaning she'd have free time to look for a hotel to stay in.

Meira acknowledged that Alexander needed to leave where she got up from the table as her servants cleaned up the table in her absence. She followed Alexander to the door and went to open it saying her farewells only to hear Ranathia get her attention who was followed by a mysterious figure who was almost completely covered in appearance. Meira took a wild guess it was probably one of her contacts. Ranathia walked in her direction with a concerned look on her face one which you wouldn't normally see on her face unless something bad was about or was going to happen."Uh Ranathia..." Meira questioned with an anxious look on her face not knowing what was wrong.

"You there." Her voice raised a little bit as you could feel the tensity from it inside the room. She wasn't sure if she could trust this man let alone she hated to deal with any male since she saw them as nothing more than playboys who only valued women for their sexual pleasures which disgusted her. "Could I have a moment of your time?" She asked as she walked in front of the door and barred the way. It wasn't like she liked him or trusted him or anything which is what she was trying to convince herself, but she held some document in her hand which contained some very disturbing details about some plot that the EP was planing. But she didn't really know if it was the EP that was actually planning this or if someone was trying to deface the name of such a powerful galactic organization. It was probably best she got Alexander's order involved in the matter. "I should be on my way. I wish you the best, Princess Ranathia." He paused and turn his eyes toward Meira, "And you too Princess Meira. I'll be off now." The individual said as he disappeared in a cloud of smoke after throwing some stone like object down on the ground. Ranathia didn't like the fact he addressed her as "Princess Ranathia", but it was too late to think about that now. They had something more important to think about.

Alexander quickly thumbed through the papers and scanned them. "With how you acted earlier, this came out a bit out of the blue, but I do thank you for this information. I have been tasked to guard Meira with my life, and knowing of this conspiracy ahead of that will be most helpful, again I must thank you for trusting me with this. However, in all honestly, he wasn't sure if he could trust her, so he cast a simple spell detect truth spell and from his readings, he gathered that Rana at least believed she was telling the truth. She might of detected the spell, but he kind of hoped she didn't. However, when he cast the spell, he felt another presence. So he said, "I just sensed a person over there" he said, pointing to behind some vegetation."

Andrew had been assigned to two missions on some backwater planet that nobody really cared about, but both seemed to play extraordinary well especially for the assignments. I mean, bring a run-away home and grab a fake queen who guard probably doesn't know what a gun is, a piece of cake. However, it could never hurt to be prepared, so he was scouting out the run-away. She was talking some mysterious person that he had paid no mind to, then walked over to some king ht-guy. From looking into his soul he looked like any other religious good-two-shoe he ever seen, though something wasn't quite right with them. There was something a bit more he couldn't tell. Then the run-away. Her soul didn't seem constant with most of the races that made up this world, but she was from off-world so nothing too unusually, and to him she just looked an emotional wreck like most every run-away he had seen, though both them seemed to quite strong in magical power, though it isn't like he can't take out a few better-than-you magi. Then the Knight-guy pointed straight at him, and he went to run, but he then feel a binding force around him and suddenly he couldn't move. He could summon on his weapons, but he didn't feel like it was the right time. He could just talk his way out of this.

Alexander seen the guy try to make a run for it, but then quickly cast a magical binding on him. Not very reliable against other magic users but it would slow him down or stop him either way. "Should we bother with him? I don't like that someone is spying on us especially knowing what is in this file."