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2 yrs ago
Current what if i die and people just think i'm offline
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3 yrs ago
My sweetest boy crossed the rainbow bridge tonight 🐈🌈 Run free, my love. I'll miss your snuggles, my absolute precious furball.
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4 yrs ago
Might slip into something more comfortable... like the void :') x
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7 yrs ago
If my son becomes a priest, do I call him father?
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@Lyla@Athol Alm X Nanami x Yui
@Lyla i should start shipping alm x nanami
@ShwiggityShwah We can actually work on it in our future posts (present-time) since I plan to skip writing about the two weeks in the dessert and just focus on the present. Might include a bit of flashbacks here and there, but that's it.
Wow, you guys are fast
Imma give the others a chance to post first, then I'll get something up.
Sorry for the sloppy post. Writer's block issa dick.

Location: Carriage | Heading to Gardenia Outskirts | Mood: Cranky

The first rays of morning light came seeping down the mountainsides, quietly sneaking through the woman's curtains whilst she slept in the comforts of her bed. The room lit aglow with warm light, painting a picturesque scene that almost seemed ethereal. It was a perfect sunrise. The sleeping beauty remained in deep slumber, her peaceful face hinting of a happy dream.

Unfortunately, the morning's tranquility wouldn't last for very long.

The sunlight slowly crept to her bed and filtered through her thin eyelids, jolting the woman awake. But it wasn't the light that awoke her — it was the weird sensation that engulfed her entire body. The hairs on her body stood on end, sending a light shiver down her spine.

"Ack..!"

A blinding ball of light engulfed her for a brief moment, and she fell off the bed with a painful thud.

"O-ow..."

Every trace of the woman had vanished into thin air. In her place, a naked child lay on the floor, rubbing her head as she released a sigh of vexation. She blinked several times, in an attempt to help her eyes adjust to the sunlight that was directed right at her defenseless figure. She furrowed her brows as she stared at the window with heavy eyes, seemingly angry at the sun. She has regarded it with distaste ever since she fell victim to a wretched hex.

The transformation always made her body feel all weird and prickly. It never failed to wake her up every single morning, much to her bitter annoyance. The girl allowed herself a few moments to sulk, before pulling herself up to get ready for the day. She was only beginning to remember the job she has been assigned to, and it caused her to groan internally. Was there no way for her to refuse a princess' request? It had been a long while since was last hired — thanks to a certain witch — and she has grown accustomed to her dull, stagnant life. It conveniently fit her laid-back nature. Children didn't have to work!

To make matters more complicated, she was entirely sure that the sheltered princess was unaware of her current.. predicament.

After a few groans and incoherent mutters, the young girl forced herself to bathe and get dressed. The importance she placed on her appearance was evident no matter what form she took. As per usual, she was dressed in fine silks, embroidered with floral patterns and dragons. Her golden skirt complemented the warm undertones of her fair skin, and she wore her hair up in small buns. Once she was satisfied with the way she looked, she puffed up her chest and smiled proudly at her reflection in the mirror.

Before prancing out the door, she grabbed a vase that looked to be ordinary furniture with low value. However, nothing could be further from the truth. The vase was actually a summoning relic, which she used for all of her summoning rituals.

With a lack of eagerness, the girl hopped into the carriage and headed for the outskirts of Gardenia, where she would meet the others and introduce herself as Alicia Clemens; the summoner.
It's not much, but I finally got a post up. Sorry for the delay. Replies may come slow cause classes start next week.


After the battle...



Octavia unclenched her fists as she moved towards the throne, picking up her sword as she eased a step further along the path. She took off her torn robes and used her teeth to remove her glove, tossing them to the side as she continued to walk through the battlefield. Her eyes darted around the room, eventually homing in on Gwen, who was carefully examining the spoils of the battle. After some careful consideration, Gwen handed the magic bow to Octavia, leaving her with a puzzled look on her face. She opened her mouth to speak, but closed them and nodded a small thanks.

Octavia's avoidance of magic was understandable given her circumstances, but after today's events, she realized that it might've been worth considering. Still, that would require some careful rumination; there were potential dangers to consider. The last thing Octavia wanted was to make things go from extremely bad to extremely disastrous. Magic was a fickle thing, especially for her.

To her frustration, she hasn't felt much like herself in the past week. There was a distant look in her unfocused eyes; her mind seemed to be elsewhere despite the task before her. An odd feeling of lightheadedness swept over her, and she had to squeeze her eyes shut for a moment. Shaking her head, she willed her legs to move forward, heading over towards the nearest pillar.

Octavia plopped herself down on the ground, leaning her back against the structure. As she sat there to rest, her eyes began to feel heavier and heavier. There was a strong desire to shut them and doze off, but she managed to keep them open. A blanket of tiredness wrapped itself around her body, but the events of their arduous journey replayed in her mind, demanding her to stay awake.

For the first time in a week, she felt like she could finally rest. The journey back home was another thing, but the travel would feel less taxing knowing they were headed back home. Her body begged to sleep on a soft mattress, and a warm bath would do wonders for her aching muscles. With that in mind, Octavia released a long, much-needed sigh. Her eye throbbed for a brief moment, but she ignored it. Perhaps she'd find some answers to her predicament when she got back home. After all, her mother's journal remained untouched in her storage box.

Maybe it was finally time to read it.
I'm sorry I wasn't able to post. Got super busy during enrollment week, plus my laptop charger broke again. I'll get a post up as soon as I can.
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