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DaneIn the Gaian Mountains by the Library Knowledge and the temple. Maria felt uneasy for some odd reason because of her acknowledgement of her haunting but she wants to learn somethings about her origin. She felt like Bahamut, the Zealous Dragonlord was hiding something from her. “I-I hope this library has the knowledge I s-seek,” Maria thought to herself a shiver down her spine. She slowly walked towards the Library of Knowledge and she came to a crossroads in a sense. She saw a bridge leading towards the Library of Knowledge and went onto the bridge but fell on her face, by tripping on a ice slick that was there. ”O-Ow, why does Ice hurts but Snow is fluffy and cool looking,” Maria thought to herself, slowly crawling and standing up because she wasn’t prepared for Ice.
A voice entered her mind as usual, but it was laughing slightly at her miserable existence. ”You… amuse us… Not… long… until… you… learn the…. Truth about your existence as a whole,” The Spectre telepathically said, with clarity and a sense of relief the truth is finally going to come out. It had multiple voices laughing all at the same time about Maria’s soon to be discovery of the truth. ”You’re Father… should’ve crushed your spirit before he crushed your mental capacity with… the spellbook. Dargoth was simple minded in his goals,” The Spectre telepathically said, with a certain vile hatred towards Maria’s own dad.
Maria started looking around for the voices in her head but she couldn’t see whatever was speaking to her. Her chill down her spine was more severe when the Spectre brought up her father’s name, Dargoth. She tried to ignore the feeling of terror and outright fear she felt while living underneath a father and mother that didn’t love her at all. “S-Stop it… I-I don’t need y-you’re arrogant voice i-in m-my h-head, y-you m-monster that h-haunts me… I-I know… m-my p-parents didn’t love… me,” Maria stuttering in fear of what the Spectre had said. She was shivering in fear and remembered everything that happened to her from the get go, as if a feeling of terror is still over her. She was afraid and she walked quickly to the Entrance of the Library of Knowledge, since she needed to know the truth more than anything now. Her body temperature was fluctuating alike her aura and it was going alike a roller coaster and her entire aura was dimming and losing its colorization. She felt a terrible darkness slowly pulsing from her spellbook that she carries with her all the time and it felt evil. She opened the Library of Knowledge’s entrance and was utterly amazed.
Maria walked into the main hall of the Library of Knowledge, her aura was still losing its colorization but her eyes were going through the colors of a rainbow. “T-This library is large. I-I have no idea what I am looking for,” Maria thought to herself, with an childlike awe to her even though she was feeling a bit ill. She put her hand on her forehead and she can feel she’s burning up and then she feels she’s chilly too. She was slowly walking with her aura losing colorization and the spellbook pulsing with an unnatural evil but she was looking at all the books on the shelves. She noticed a table and a few chairs by a bookshelf.
Maria walked towards the table she noticed and opened her pouch that holds her diary, the spellbook and the currency of Paradise. She sat the Spellbook that was still pulsing with evil and it slowly felt a hand on her shoulder and it freaked her out. She turned around and saw* the voice, in her head right there in front of her. “W-Why c-can I-I s-see you?” Maria asked, a freaked out a bit. Her aura was regaining its colorization for some odd reason as if it saved her a bit of suffering. She felt a bit better but the uneasiness was strong while looking directly at the voice within her head.
The Spectre smiled evilly while looking directly at her with a direct and glare looking down at her chest. ”We… wanted to keep you alive and beautiful. We… counteracted the evil pulsing from the spellbook again… We… are now visible to everyone for awhile I have no idea how long...,” The Spectre said, with a evil smile and looking Maria up and down as if it is undressing her with its eyes. It looked around the library and smiled slightly and laughs at the entire entrance. ”We… have heard… of this Library… but… it’s knowledge was… locked… to us since we followed… Him,” The Spectre said, with a creeping smile on its face. It slowly looked at the evil spellbook that is pulsing evil energy and slowly aging the table it is on and turning it into a blackened obsidian colored wood. ”The Princess of Rainbow, put it back on your person…,” The Spectre said.
Maria heard and saw the table turn black and obsidian color and was startled. She slowly walked towards the book and put it back into her pack. The spellbook slowly stopped pulsing evil but it was slowly pulsing a greyish color instead of a black evil color. “I-I don’t like what... it is d-doing something different. W-Why is it glowing grey?” Maria asked, confused and startled. She looked at the spectre freaking out. The spellbook was slowly dimming and stopped pulsing but it started to hum with a musical sound to it. She heard the musical sound and was freaked out a bit because it reminded her of her horrible childhood. She starts to grimace and starts shivering and freaking out. “I-I don’t need th-this horrible reminder…,” Maria stuttering and shivering. She felt weak and kinda dizzy from the musical sound from the spellbook. She walked towards the table that was changed and sat down in the seat. She rests her head on the table but slowly breathing with a slight headache.
The Spectre had a smile on its face from seeing Maria suffer in front of it. ”How wonderful… you remember the song of despair… The only song that he used… against you… to control your senses,” The Spectre said, with a smile. It looked around the area and noticed a book on a shelf and went through the obsidian table since it is a spectre. ”Ah… this place has the knowledge that we seek for him…,” The Spectre said, with a evil looking smile and it grabbed the book and absorbed the knowledge within. It placed the book back while pulsing with a purple aura and it looked at Maria. It laughed at her and waited by the bookshelf and looked through the books their titles.
In Vrondi Kingdom, at the Castle, Zargoth and Yioplya went to the ball since he knew his daughter would want to go to that. He rolled his eyes at the elegance of the party and ball but he disliked not giving his daughter her way. He felt a chill down his spine as if something is wrong with his younger sister, Maria. ”What’s going with her? I hope she’s alright and nothing is happening to her… I worry of her sanity since I hear her talk to herself,” Zargoth thought to himself. He was looking at his daughter who was enjoying herself near the snack bar. He walked up towards his daughter and sighed. ”Are you enjoying yourself daughter?” Zargoth asked, curiously.
Yioplya heard her father ask that question. ”I-I am enjoying myself… these foods are nice… snacks are definitely something I needed,” Yioplya said, cheerfully. She was cheerful and enjoying the snacks. She didn’t really have any real problems eating multiple different types of foods since she’s not particularly picky. She didn’t really pay attention to her father’s body language since she was enjoying herself. ”F-Father… we should go to these more often, than once in a blue moon,” Yioplya said, annoyed at what she finished with in her sentence.
Zargoth rolls his eyes when his daughter mentions the lack of going to parties. ”I can’t help it if I am not into these type of engagements,” Zargoth whispered in his daughter’s ear. He looked at his daughter’s plate in her hand and takes one of her snacks and eats it. He smiles a bit while his daughter was distracted. ”I guess I could get used to this. Daughter stop being a bit of a brat,” Zargoth said with a slight smile on his face.
Yioplya looked at her father with a bit of a sour face since she acted like she didn’t she saw him take something of her plate of snacks. ”I-I will try, but I will ignore the fact you stole something off my plate…,” Yioplya said. She knows the only event that her father enjoys being apart of is anniversary dinner but that was when her mother was still alive. ”I-I wish I knew what happened to my grandfather… he is still alive but it would be nice to know where he is… Bahamut… where are you?” Yioplya thought to herself and it was deep within her subconscious it was closed off from anyone. She was lost in thought about who she wants to see again, her grandfather.
Zargoth noticed his daughter was lost in thought and that she did notice take from her plate. He was wondering what his daughter was thinking about but didn’t really press anything. ”Daughter stop being distracted… I can’t believe I am going to say this but let’s do something instead of standing by the snacks,” Zargoth said, a bit annoyed with the whole ordeal.
Yioplya giggled when her father said something a different to everything he usually says. She was a bit confused since she never really had a party with the Descendants except for Paradise before it was lost to history. She placed the plate down on the snack bar and looked at her father with a bit of a smile on her face. ”Y-Yeah, I have to agree with that…,” Yioplya said, with a look of confusion. She wondered what her father had in mind.
In Heather’s room, she woke up sweating and terrified of what she saw in the dreamscape twice. She saw a strange dragonlord, the Zealous Dragonlord and a eyes of another dragon that didn’t look right in the dreamscape as a whole. ”I-I don’t believe it… we met a legendary creature and he wants us to keep him a secret?” Heather thought to herself. She had a smile but went back to sleep and it was more of a restful sleep since she didn’t go into a dreamworld to be terrified again.
In Patricia’s Room, she woke up and slightly confused. ”I-It looked like he knows my ancestor, but how? But I didn’t want to ask that…,” Patricia thought to herself a bit. She was a bit exhausted from the two dreams in the dreamscape she had and slowly went back to sleep. She started to snore a bit.
In the parent’s room, Alexis woke up and was hyperventilating but relieved to be awake in the real world and didn’t want to combine, her child and her friend’s dreams together again. ”S-Something tells me… I won’t enjoy Bahamut’s return… as much as some people,” Alexis thought to herself, with a slight annoyance. She got up from her sleeping position because it was a bit uncomfortable. She got into more comfortable position and then went to bed again.
A voice entered her mind as usual, but it was laughing slightly at her miserable existence. ”You… amuse us… Not… long… until… you… learn the…. Truth about your existence as a whole,” The Spectre telepathically said, with clarity and a sense of relief the truth is finally going to come out. It had multiple voices laughing all at the same time about Maria’s soon to be discovery of the truth. ”You’re Father… should’ve crushed your spirit before he crushed your mental capacity with… the spellbook. Dargoth was simple minded in his goals,” The Spectre telepathically said, with a certain vile hatred towards Maria’s own dad.
Maria started looking around for the voices in her head but she couldn’t see whatever was speaking to her. Her chill down her spine was more severe when the Spectre brought up her father’s name, Dargoth. She tried to ignore the feeling of terror and outright fear she felt while living underneath a father and mother that didn’t love her at all. “S-Stop it… I-I don’t need y-you’re arrogant voice i-in m-my h-head, y-you m-monster that h-haunts me… I-I know… m-my p-parents didn’t love… me,” Maria stuttering in fear of what the Spectre had said. She was shivering in fear and remembered everything that happened to her from the get go, as if a feeling of terror is still over her. She was afraid and she walked quickly to the Entrance of the Library of Knowledge, since she needed to know the truth more than anything now. Her body temperature was fluctuating alike her aura and it was going alike a roller coaster and her entire aura was dimming and losing its colorization. She felt a terrible darkness slowly pulsing from her spellbook that she carries with her all the time and it felt evil. She opened the Library of Knowledge’s entrance and was utterly amazed.
Maria walked into the main hall of the Library of Knowledge, her aura was still losing its colorization but her eyes were going through the colors of a rainbow. “T-This library is large. I-I have no idea what I am looking for,” Maria thought to herself, with an childlike awe to her even though she was feeling a bit ill. She put her hand on her forehead and she can feel she’s burning up and then she feels she’s chilly too. She was slowly walking with her aura losing colorization and the spellbook pulsing with an unnatural evil but she was looking at all the books on the shelves. She noticed a table and a few chairs by a bookshelf.
Maria walked towards the table she noticed and opened her pouch that holds her diary, the spellbook and the currency of Paradise. She sat the Spellbook that was still pulsing with evil and it slowly felt a hand on her shoulder and it freaked her out. She turned around and saw* the voice, in her head right there in front of her. “W-Why c-can I-I s-see you?” Maria asked, a freaked out a bit. Her aura was regaining its colorization for some odd reason as if it saved her a bit of suffering. She felt a bit better but the uneasiness was strong while looking directly at the voice within her head.
The Spectre smiled evilly while looking directly at her with a direct and glare looking down at her chest. ”We… wanted to keep you alive and beautiful. We… counteracted the evil pulsing from the spellbook again… We… are now visible to everyone for awhile I have no idea how long...,” The Spectre said, with a evil smile and looking Maria up and down as if it is undressing her with its eyes. It looked around the library and smiled slightly and laughs at the entire entrance. ”We… have heard… of this Library… but… it’s knowledge was… locked… to us since we followed… Him,” The Spectre said, with a creeping smile on its face. It slowly looked at the evil spellbook that is pulsing evil energy and slowly aging the table it is on and turning it into a blackened obsidian colored wood. ”The Princess of Rainbow, put it back on your person…,” The Spectre said.
Maria heard and saw the table turn black and obsidian color and was startled. She slowly walked towards the book and put it back into her pack. The spellbook slowly stopped pulsing evil but it was slowly pulsing a greyish color instead of a black evil color. “I-I don’t like what... it is d-doing something different. W-Why is it glowing grey?” Maria asked, confused and startled. She looked at the spectre freaking out. The spellbook was slowly dimming and stopped pulsing but it started to hum with a musical sound to it. She heard the musical sound and was freaked out a bit because it reminded her of her horrible childhood. She starts to grimace and starts shivering and freaking out. “I-I don’t need th-this horrible reminder…,” Maria stuttering and shivering. She felt weak and kinda dizzy from the musical sound from the spellbook. She walked towards the table that was changed and sat down in the seat. She rests her head on the table but slowly breathing with a slight headache.
The Spectre had a smile on its face from seeing Maria suffer in front of it. ”How wonderful… you remember the song of despair… The only song that he used… against you… to control your senses,” The Spectre said, with a smile. It looked around the area and noticed a book on a shelf and went through the obsidian table since it is a spectre. ”Ah… this place has the knowledge that we seek for him…,” The Spectre said, with a evil looking smile and it grabbed the book and absorbed the knowledge within. It placed the book back while pulsing with a purple aura and it looked at Maria. It laughed at her and waited by the bookshelf and looked through the books their titles.
In Vrondi Kingdom, at the Castle, Zargoth and Yioplya went to the ball since he knew his daughter would want to go to that. He rolled his eyes at the elegance of the party and ball but he disliked not giving his daughter her way. He felt a chill down his spine as if something is wrong with his younger sister, Maria. ”What’s going with her? I hope she’s alright and nothing is happening to her… I worry of her sanity since I hear her talk to herself,” Zargoth thought to himself. He was looking at his daughter who was enjoying herself near the snack bar. He walked up towards his daughter and sighed. ”Are you enjoying yourself daughter?” Zargoth asked, curiously.
Yioplya heard her father ask that question. ”I-I am enjoying myself… these foods are nice… snacks are definitely something I needed,” Yioplya said, cheerfully. She was cheerful and enjoying the snacks. She didn’t really have any real problems eating multiple different types of foods since she’s not particularly picky. She didn’t really pay attention to her father’s body language since she was enjoying herself. ”F-Father… we should go to these more often, than once in a blue moon,” Yioplya said, annoyed at what she finished with in her sentence.
Zargoth rolls his eyes when his daughter mentions the lack of going to parties. ”I can’t help it if I am not into these type of engagements,” Zargoth whispered in his daughter’s ear. He looked at his daughter’s plate in her hand and takes one of her snacks and eats it. He smiles a bit while his daughter was distracted. ”I guess I could get used to this. Daughter stop being a bit of a brat,” Zargoth said with a slight smile on his face.
Yioplya looked at her father with a bit of a sour face since she acted like she didn’t she saw him take something of her plate of snacks. ”I-I will try, but I will ignore the fact you stole something off my plate…,” Yioplya said. She knows the only event that her father enjoys being apart of is anniversary dinner but that was when her mother was still alive. ”I-I wish I knew what happened to my grandfather… he is still alive but it would be nice to know where he is… Bahamut… where are you?” Yioplya thought to herself and it was deep within her subconscious it was closed off from anyone. She was lost in thought about who she wants to see again, her grandfather.
Zargoth noticed his daughter was lost in thought and that she did notice take from her plate. He was wondering what his daughter was thinking about but didn’t really press anything. ”Daughter stop being distracted… I can’t believe I am going to say this but let’s do something instead of standing by the snacks,” Zargoth said, a bit annoyed with the whole ordeal.
Yioplya giggled when her father said something a different to everything he usually says. She was a bit confused since she never really had a party with the Descendants except for Paradise before it was lost to history. She placed the plate down on the snack bar and looked at her father with a bit of a smile on her face. ”Y-Yeah, I have to agree with that…,” Yioplya said, with a look of confusion. She wondered what her father had in mind.
In Heather’s room, she woke up sweating and terrified of what she saw in the dreamscape twice. She saw a strange dragonlord, the Zealous Dragonlord and a eyes of another dragon that didn’t look right in the dreamscape as a whole. ”I-I don’t believe it… we met a legendary creature and he wants us to keep him a secret?” Heather thought to herself. She had a smile but went back to sleep and it was more of a restful sleep since she didn’t go into a dreamworld to be terrified again.
In Patricia’s Room, she woke up and slightly confused. ”I-It looked like he knows my ancestor, but how? But I didn’t want to ask that…,” Patricia thought to herself a bit. She was a bit exhausted from the two dreams in the dreamscape she had and slowly went back to sleep. She started to snore a bit.
In the parent’s room, Alexis woke up and was hyperventilating but relieved to be awake in the real world and didn’t want to combine, her child and her friend’s dreams together again. ”S-Something tells me… I won’t enjoy Bahamut’s return… as much as some people,” Alexis thought to herself, with a slight annoyance. She got up from her sleeping position because it was a bit uncomfortable. She got into more comfortable position and then went to bed again.