Top Floor of Babel (Freya's thoughts. Evening of the same day. After recognizing Zald and Alfia at the Guild.
In the luxurious chambers at the highest point of Babel, Freya's alluring voice filled the space as she engaged in deep introspection.
"I see they have come back, even though I thought we had taken care of all traces of Zeus and THAT woman. While this is disappointing, there is something intriguing about it," Freya began, silken voice echoed through the room
"I can barely sense any soul within this child," she pondered, delving into the otherworldly essence of the enigmatic child who had entered the Guild earlier that day.
"Either he is very sickly, or his soul is being protected from divine sight. Given who he was with a sickness could explain it." Freya's pondered "I wonder which it is. THAT woman is the only one that could pull off something like that. Why would she leave him behind if he needed protection like that? The only decent quality of THAT woman was her ability to judge mortal souls."
"A curiosity indeed," Freya concluded, her voice carrying a note of anticipation.
"A fascinating mystery, perhaps this will make for an interesting diversion." Freya added as a mischievous grin emerged across her face, a promise to unravel this mystery.
Freya lounged on a plush, velvet divan, her silver hair cascading over the ornate armrest. With a flick of her delicate fingers, she summoned Ottarl, her most loyal Captain. He bowed his head in reverence before her.
"Ottarl," Freya purred, "tell me everything you have discovered about the boy I saw."
The captain straightened his back and cleared his throat before responding, "His name is Bell Cranel, and he now leads the newly formed Erebus Familia. It consists of only three members - himself, Zald, and Alfia. Interestingly enough, he is also the nephew of Alfia." His voice remained steady and unwavering as he relayed the information to his goddess.
"So, he', her nephew?" Freya mused, her gaze piercing.
"That's correct," Ottarl affirmed, his voice steady.
"Interesting. I wonder if he inherited her abilities...or her affliction," Freya pondered aloud.
"It's uncertain, but on the surface, he seems to be in good health," Ottarl replied.
"This could prove to be quite intriguing. I shall keep an eye on this Bell Cranel," Freya declared, her words tinged with divine curiosity and a hint of unpredictability, "And how do you feel about their return, my Captain? You have quite the history with them."
"I am ashamed of my weakness as I can not drive off those that disturb my Goddess." Ottarl responded
"No need to fret Ottarl for now I will watch. This could prove most amusing. There's always the chance that he may disappoint me, but I'll observe from a distance. It's fascinating to witness such events unfold. Hehehe. I bet this is driving Loki up a wall. She probably went to molest one of her children as a distraction. Such a vulgar goddess." Freya murmured, giving insight into her inner thoughts of her fellow goddess and eagerness for what was to come.
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Ouranos's Throne (Evening of the same day as when Zald and Alfia registered at the Guild.)
Upon the throne of Ouranos, the air was heavy with the weight of divine matters as Fels approached, bearing news that stirred the god's interest.
"Lord Ouranos, I have news for you," Fels intones
"What is it?" Ouranos, the god presiding over the Dungeon, inquired, his voice echoing in the room
"Alfia and Zard have returned to the city with a new god," Fels reported
"I see. Who is it?" Ouranos questioned further
"The god's name is Erebus, God of Darkness," Fels responded
"I see... Another primordial deity has descended," Ouranos mused
"Yes," Fels confirmed
"Very well, for now, we will watch and hope for the best. The return of Zard and Alfia is likely to quiet Evilus, at least temporarily," Ouranos decreed, the divine authority in his voice apparent.
"That is true, but I have no report of them returning to the city from the Ganesha familia. In addition, they have chosen a boy by the name of Bell Cranel as Captain, not Zald or Alfia. Also of note, the boy is Alfia's nephew," Fels finished
"There are many ways to enter the city. It is likely that they will not be returning to the Dungeon for a while. Given their conditions, it is likely that they do not wish to exacerbate them," Ouranos observed. "Does the boy have Alfia's illness?"
"True. It does not appear so. He looks like a healthy boy." Fels confirmed
"Good. We will watch and see if he has inherited Alfia's talent," Ouranos concluded
"Understood," Fels responded before fading back into the darkness of the chamber.
After Fels has left Ouranos was left in quiet contemplation as he prayed to the Dungeon:
I see that they both descended.
To think that they would descend together.
He was never one to be known for kindness.
If one were to associate him with kindness it would be nothing short of a perversion of the word's meaning.
And her, what could possibly have her interested her enough to descend?
If she has descended, then it is likely that trying times lie ahead.
At the very least so long as Erebus remains on the side of the Guild, so will she.
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Loki's Perspective (Evening of the same day as when she saw Zald and Alfia at the Guild.)
Why do they have to come back now? Those damn relics, thinking they still have any claim to this city. This is mine and Freya's domain now.
Zeus and Hera were kicked out long ago, their time is over. But these two, Alfia and Zald, they dare walk around as if they still fucking own the place. Well, I won't let them take it back. It's my turn to rule now.
I won't give up my position as top dog for them. They're nothing but washed-up has-beens.
And that dragon... why couldn't it have done a better job wiping out those worthless families? Maybe then I wouldn't have to deal with their arrogant faces again.
And then there's that brat of a captain to deal with.
If he's been named captain, it means the other two are probably conserving their strength.
Well, at least that brat won't be a threat or catch up to my children anytime soon.
But just the thought of them still being in this city infuriates me. I want them dead. I want every reminder of Zeus and Hera gone from this world.
We might have to team up with that bimbo again. If we combine our familia's strength temporarily, we might have a chance at defeating them."
But the idea of working with her makes me want to vomit.
Well, whatever. They'll be dealt with eventually. Finn always has a plan to overcome any obstacle. He won't let anything get in his way.
"All these frustrations are giving me a headache. I need to relax and distract myself."
"I know, I'll go find someone to grope. But who should be my target today? Aki seems like an easy option; she's been making progress lately. Maybe I'll use her status as an excuse to touch her under the guise of updating it. Yes, that sounds like a perfect plan."
End Internal Monologue
Loki's gaze narrowed as she strolled through the halls of Twilight Manor looking for her target. She needed to release some of this pent-up anger and irritation. Loki thought she could use her status as an opportunity to touch her under the guise of updating it. She smirked at the thought, her mind now focused on finding her.
As she walked through the halls of her domain, Loki saw her in the distance. Loki approached slowly, her eyes locked on Aki's form. She could feel the anger slowly dissipating, replaced by a sense of anticipation.
"Aki," Loki called out, her voice dripping with false warmth. "I need to update your status. It has been about a week I think."
The young catgirl turned to her, a look of confusion on her face. "My status?"
Loki nodded, her eyes never leaving Aki's. "Yes, I need to make sure everything is up to date. Why don't we go to my office and update it?"
Aki started thinking about it and agreed after she realized it had in fact been about a week since her last update. Once they were inside, Loki closed the door behind them. She turned to face Aki, a smug smile on her face. "Alright off with the shirt."
Loki's smug smile grew as Aki complied, removing her shirt to reveal her bare skin. Loki moved closer, her eyes roving over Aki's body.
"Such a good girl," Loki purred, reaching out to brush a stray lock of hair from Aki's face. Aki flinched in surprise at the touch but didn't pull away. Loki took advantage of the moment to slide her hand down Aki's back.
"Now, let's see here," Loki said, pulling out a pin in order to prick her finger. As Loki began, she Slowly started to update Aki's status "It seems like you've made some progress. Your ability scores have increased across the board. Very impressive."
Loki leaned in closer, her breath hot on Aki's neck. Aki shivered but didn't move away. Loki took advantage of her proximity to let her hand wander, tracing patterns on Aki's back as though she was still updating her status.
"I'm glad to see you're doing so well," Loki said, her voice low and sultry. "But we need to make sure your status is up to date. Now, let's see here..."
Loki's hand drifted lower, tracing the curve of Aki's back down to her butt. Aki gasped but didn't pull away.
"Yes, your progress has been remarkable, Aki," Loki said, her voice barely above a whisper. She leaned in even closer, whispering into Aki's ear. "You should be proud of yourself."
Aki didn't respond, but Loki could feel her trembling beneath her touch. It was intoxicating, knowing that she had this kind of power over her.
"I think that's enough for now," Loki said, slowly withdrawing her hand. "But I'll be sure to keep a close eye on your progress."
Aki nodded, still not speaking. She quickly put her shirt back on, her movements shaky.
"Good girl," Loki said, patting her on the shoulder. "Now, off you go. I have other matters to attend to."
As Loki watched Aki leave the room, a sense of satisfaction washed over her. She had gotten what she wanted, a chance to touch the young woman under the guise of updating her status. It was a small victory, but it was a victory nonetheless.
Loki turned back to her desk, her mind already planning her next move. She would continue to keep a close eye on Aki. She knew she needed to be careful - Aki could always complain to Riveria, who would be a pain to deal with, if she got offended.
Not to mention that it was Riveria that drew so many elves to Loki familia. Any issues with Riveria could quickly spiral out of control and turn all the elves against her familia. But at the same time, Loki couldn't resist touching a young woman's body, so for right now she would simply enjoy feeling her up during status updates.
"Gods is it good to have a familia. Plenty of cute girls to target and feel up." Loki thought
Loki turned back to her desk, her mind already planning her next move. She would continue to keep a close eye on Aki.
(Aki's thoughts as she leaves the office)
Is that how a status update is supposed to be?
It makes me feel uncomfortable.
Something about it felt wrong.
I don't like it.
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Loki famila (Finn. Evening of the same day as when she saw Zald and Alfia at the Guild.)
"Damn it, Loki. Why did they have to show up now? After all these years, I thought we had taken care of all the remaining remnants of Zeus and Hera. We've been vigilant in dealing with them for so long; how could we have missed these two? Where on earth have, they been hiding?"
If only the dragon could have handled them, too. Why did it have to be those two who survived? Seriously, why couldn't the dragon take care of them as well?
People need to stop getting in my way. I am trying to revive an entire race, and every obstacle just delays my progress.
Now, what should I do about them? Both of them were weakened after their fight during the Great Quests.
Should we simply wait for them to die naturally? No, that could take too long. They may also be able to rebuild under the Erebus Familia, which I cannot allow.
I cannot allow anything to threaten what I have built. My ambition cannot be interfered with now; I have worked too hard for this. If given enough time, they could gather enough support to challenge us. And there is always the possibility that they could level up, making things even more difficult for us. They will need to be dealt with sooner rather than later. It's likely that they are conserving their strength since they needed Bell Cranel as their Captain during the Great Quests.
Well, based on the current situation, our priority should be to level up and become level 6. We'll have to wait until all three of us are at that level before making any moves. However, if we decide to team up with Freya, Ottarl will need to push himself even further and reach Level 7. With that kind of strength, we can divide our forces and eliminate these two obstacles without breaking a sweat. Only then will we truly have a chance at victory in eliminating them both.
The muffled sound of Riveria's voice seeped through the closed door, cautioning Ais about the dangerous state of the city.
Tch... Another obstacle blocking my path. This girl, she's too unpredictable, too volatile for my liking. If only she could just be a compliant little doll and follow orders, then maybe she could serve some purpose in my grand scheme. But that's all I need her for anyway, she's not capable of anything more. The frustration was evident in Finn's words, tinged with a hint of disappointment and perhaps even resentment towards Ais.
.
.
What a truly useless doll. She should at least be able to follow orders. Then she can be useful to my ambition. That is all I need her for anyway. She isn't good enough for anything else.
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Loki Familia Mansion (Ais and Riveria)
In the confines of the Twilight Mannor, Riveria stood facing Ais preparing to scold the girl for her actions.
"Ais, I have told you that it is dangerous in the city right now," Riveria scolded, her voice carrying the weight of experience.
Ais, her unwavering golden eyes, shot back, "I had to go into the Dungeon. I have to get stronger. Besides, you were the one that left. Where did you go anyway? You, Finn, Loki, and Gareth all took off."
Riveria sighed; "Be that as it may, you can't go into the Dungeon by yourself. It is too dangerous. And we had to investigate someone that returned from a long time away," she explained, her tone softening with an undercurrent of concern.
Ais, however, was relentless in her pursuit of answers, firing off questions; "Who were you investigating? Were they strong? Was that why the three of you went together?"
The intensity of Ais's inquiry did not escape Riveria's notice. She knew that revealing the details could be a dangerous gamble, especially considering Ais's current obsession with strength. To say that two of the greatest adventurers ever had returned would send the girl off in reckless charge. IF she found out that they fought the dragon, then; Riveria shuddered at the prospect of what would happen. Instead of answering; Riveria lightly bonked Ais on the head, halting the relentless stream of questions.
"Enough, Ais," Riveria chided gently, her touch a mix of reprimand and affection. Taking a deep breath, she prepared herself to answer Ais's barrage of inquiries. "You can go into the Dungeon, but make sure you go with someone from now on. Do you understand?"
Ais, though momentarily taken aback by the physical reprimand, nodded in reluctant agreement. The room settled into a contemplative silence, the weight of unspoken thoughts hanging between them.
As Riveria contemplated her next words before she spoke. Her jade eyes reflected memories as she revealed as spoke softly "Good. They were once members of a familia that resided in Orario for many years but no longer. One of them is a friend that I haven't seen in years. Or at least, I would like to be her friend again. Though many things have changed, I would like to catch up with her."
Riveria's voice hinted at a complex history, and the yearning for reconciliation. But she swiftly brought the focus back to the present, adding, "But none of that is relevant to you, Ais. You need to listen to me when I tell you something. It could have been dangerous for you out in the city alone. Promise me you will go with someone next time."
Ais responded with a curt acknowledgment, "Fine."
"Good. Now go clean up before dinner," Riveria ordered
Riveria's Internal Monologue.
I hope Ais listens.
It is too dangerous for her to go out alone.
She needs to understand that she is precious.
If anything were to happen to her….
I would never forgive myself.
I must make sure that she is safe and healthy.
I know she wants to get stronger, but she is rushing forward too much.
I hope to the Gods above that she doesn't find out about Alfia and Zald fighting the dragon.
There is no telling what she would do if she found them.
Plus there is no telling how they will react.
I am so sorry for everything that has happened Alfia.
Even if I said that I tried to stop it, I know it wouldn't matter.
The past can't be undone no matter how deeply I might regret it.
So I will keep reaching out and trying to make amends.
(Returning to Ais's POV)
As Ais begrudgingly complied and left Riveria, she began walking through the hallways when she came across a group of familia members speaking. Ais, on her way to clean up, unwittingly became an audience to the exchange between Dain and a few others.
"That's right, Zald and Alfia are back," Dain declared, his words a spark that ignited curiosity in the Ais.
A member, voicing the group's confusion, asked, "I thought the one-eyed black dragon killed all the members of the Zeus and Hera familias."
A chill ran down Ais's spine at the mention of the black dragon, the echoes of her past reverberating in her mind.
"Welp, apparently not because I can guarantee you it was the one and only Zald and Alfia," Dain practically spat out the names, bitterness coloring his words.
"What are they doing in Orario? I thought the Zeus and Hera Familias were run out for their failure to complete the last great quest?" another member inquired
"They were but Zald and Alfia returned with a new deity named Erebus. So, for now, we will watch and see what they do," Dain responded, his bitterness manifesting in the acidic tone of his voice.
As the group dispersed, Ais, now armed with newfound knowledge, continued her way to the bathroom. The setting, once steeped in routine, now held an undercurrent of intrigue. As Ais turned on the water in the bathroom shower Ais's thoughts raced out of control.
Ais's thoughts(Internal monologue)
Someone fought the dragon.
.
.
I have to find them.
.
.
They might know about Mama
.
.
I have to find its weakness.
.
I have
to TAKE
MAMA back.
.
I HAVE
TO KILL
IT.
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The Temporary home of the Erebus Familia while Midnight Garden is being constructed[Day After registering at the Guild]
The morning sun cast a warm glow through the windows of their new home, illuminating the dining room where Bell, Erebus, Zald, and Alfia sat around a wooden table. The air was tinged with the scent of fresh paint, a testament to the recent move.
"So, Bell, how did you meet Alise and Astraea?" Erebus inquired, his voice carrying a subtle hint of curiosity.
Bell's response seemed to hang in the air as a tension started to settle over the room. His eyes darted around nervously before landing on Alfia, whose eyes narrowed in suspicion. He swallowed hard before attempting to speak, acutely aware of Alfia's gaze and the rhythmic tapping of her fingers on the table.
"Yes, Bell, how did you meet that little girl?" Alfia's tone cut through the air, her tone indicating that silence wasn't an option.
Bell hesitated, feeling the weight of Alfia's suspicion. "So, they were doing a patrol by our house near Daedalus Street when someone reported hearing me crying after Mom died," he began, choosing his words carefully. "It was late, and they went to check it out. That's when they found me. It was Alise and Ardee Varma of the Ganesha Familia that found me. Alise refused to leave me alone and took me back to Stardust Garden. She persuaded Goddess Astraea that I couldn't be left alone, so they took me in. That's how I met them."
As Bell tried to leave, Alfia's stern voice halted him in his tracks. "BELL, sweetie, did something ELSE happen? Is there something Auntie should know about? Do I need to have a nice little chat with Alise and this Ardee?" Her narrowed eyes as they bore into him, demanding answers and that he was not permitted to leave until she had them.
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Bell froze in place, the weight of Alfia's scrutiny bearing down on him. The atmosphere of the room seemed to tighten around him as he carefully chose his words.
"NOPE. NOTHING you need to worry about, Auntie," Bell responded, his voice betraying a nervous undercurrent, as his words attempted to quell the storm brewing in Alfia's narrowed eyes.
"Alfia, Bell is telling the truth. Besides, I highly doubt a follower of Astraea or Ganesha would do anything inappropriate," Erebus interjected, his voice carrying a reassuring tone.
"Fine, but I still don't like how friendly that hyena was with Bell," Alfia retorted, her words sharp and laced with a protective edge.
"Auntie, please, Alise is my friend. Please try to get along with her," Bell pleaded as he pouted at Alfia, a tactic that Bell had found usually softened her resolve. Alfia, in turn, flushed and began fidgeting, her stern demeanor faltering in the face of Bell's pouting face.
"Fine, Bell. I promise to be nice. I will give her a fair chance," Alfia responded, her words a reluctant surrender to Bell's plea. The men in the room exhaled a collective breath, the tension dissolving,
Meanwhile, Zard and Erebus exchanged knowing glances, their thoughts dancing with mischief. "He is totally hiding something. Something that will set Alfia off. Also, since when is Alfia this much of a push-over?"
Alfia's head snapped around, her eyes narrowing in on the two men. "Are you two thinking something rude just now?"
"NOPE. Not at all," both men responded in unison, their synchronized denial barely concealing mischievous grins. Alfia continued to glare at them before turning away with a dismissive "uhmp. Very well."
Both Zard and Erebus sighed in relief, their internal thoughts echoing, "Fuck, that was close. That woman's intuition is terrifying."
Meanwhile, Bell had seized the opportunity to escape the room. As he walked away, he couldn't help but thank Erebus silently. "Thank Erebus that I got away from THAT TOPIC. Auntie would probably have blown up our house and everything around it BEFORE going on a rampage," Bell thought, shuddering at the mere prospect of his aunt's wrath if she were to learn about what happened the night, he stayed at Stardust Garden.
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Astraea Familia Living Room (Day After seeing Bell at the Guild)
The spacious living room of the Astraea Familia was alive with energy, as Goddess Astraea sat gracefully on a plush couch, flanked by her children Alise, Kaguya, Ryuu, and Lyra. The warm atmosphere was only enhanced by the comfortable furnishings that adorned the space.
Ryuu couldn't contain her curiosity any longer. "Alise, I have to ask. Why were you so insistent on that man staying with us?"
Kaguya's lips curled upwards at the corners, revealing perfect white teeth and a hint of playful mischief in her eyes "It's obvious, Little Elf. The boy was quite cute. I bet Alise wanted to find out if he really was a rabbit," she teased, her tongue darting out to lick her lips suggestively. "At least, that's what I would have done."
"Kaguya, that's filthy!" Ryuu exclaimed as she prepared to launch into a full-blown rant when Lyra, always the mediator of the group, stepped in. She knew exactly how this argument would play out, having witnessed it numerous times before.
"Okay, okay. Simmer down, Lion," Lyra chided "You fell right into Kaguya's trap. She just wanted to rile you up. Which you fell for, hook, line, and sinker. I am sure Alise had a legitimate reason for it."
All eyes turned to Alise, the captain of their Familia, as she spoke up. Alise's gaze met that of their beloved goddess Astraea, who wore a look of surprise before it quickly melted into a warm smile. A silent understanding passed between the goddess and her first child.
"I had a reason for taking Bell in," Alise began, her voice heavy with memories and empathy, "I lost my parents when I was young, just like Bell. Seeing what he went through reminded me of my own experiences. So, I wanted to be there for him. I know it's selfish, but I'm grateful that you all agreed to it without hesitation. Especially you, Lion. I know how strong-willed you can be. It means a lot to me that you went along with my self-centered request."
Alise's words lingered in the air, a vulnerable confession that exposed her true feelings to the chosen family she had found. Ryuu responded cautiously, her trust in Alise evident through her words.
"It's alright, Alise. I trust you, so if you believe Bell is trustworthy, then I am willing to give him a chance." The subtle change in Ryuu's demeanor spoke volumes about the strong bonds between the members of their Familia.
"Ha, don't thank me. I only agreed to see if he was a rabbit or not," Kaguya interjected with a playful grin, injecting some lightheartedness into the formerly serious conversation. Her words provoked a reaction from Ryuu, who couldn't help but respond with a shout of indignation.
"Kaguya!" Ryuu's voice echoed through the room as she protested, a familiar scene between her and Kaguya.
"What? Just because you're a prudish elf doesn't mean I have to be," Kaguya jeered, her words teasing Ryuu for her much more reserved nature.
"Here they go again," Lyra sighed, a wry smile on her lips as she watched the familiar argument unfold. The atmosphere in the room shifted between camaraderie and light tension, providing a backdrop for the strong bonds within this chosen family.
Astraea observed her two daughters with fondness. Her expression held a mix of pride and affection, silently witnessing the relationships that had formed within their chosen family.
Thoughts running through Alise's Head:
The bickering between Ryuu and Kaguya filled the living room, but amidst the chaos, Alise's thoughts whispered as they echoed through her head. Her eyes drifted away from the argument and gazed out the window, lost in a collage of fragmented memories that fueled her desire to protect others from experiencing the pain she had endured. Despite the chaos around her, Alise couldn't help but reflect on the events of the past few days and what Bell had said to her the night before he ran away.
"I'm glad I found him. Big dummy, running away after saying all those things," she mused with a small smile.
The memories of her troubled past flitted through her mind, a collage of fragmented moments that fueled her desire to protect others from experiencing similar events; however, she quickly pushed them aside as she focused on the present. Her heart thumped as she remembered what Bell had said to her that night.
"Still, I can't believe he said all those things," Alise thought anxiously, a shadow dancing across her thoughts and doubts began to claw at her:
"Did he really mean all those things he said? Or was he just being nice?" A shadow danced across her thoughts and a premonition of potential fallout filled her mind
"Mother Astraea, if they ever find out what happened, then Kaguya will never let me hear the end of it," she fretted. "Plus, Lion might try to kill him, thinking he was trying to do something perverted. I swear, for an elf, her mind always jumps to the most perverted conclusions."
A sudden blush crept upon her cheeks as she recalled Bell's words from that night.
Unnoticed by Alise, her cheeks had flushed to a rosy, pink glow, her face warming as she thought of Bell's words and presence. Alise couldn't help but smile at the memory of their time together at Stardust Garden. Her eyes sparkled with a hint of happiness as she thought of their time together.
As Alise continued to think of Bell, her cheeks continued to redden, a soft pink deepening to a bright crimson glow that spread across her face until I matched . Her mouth curved into a small, secret smile, her eyes sparkling with happiness. Memories of their time together at Stardust Garden flooded her mind and it became harder for her to suppress the smile. Something that did not go unnoticed by her Goddess.
Goddess Astraea noticing Alise's blush: (Astraea's internal thoughts)
Observing Alise's flushed cheeks, Astraea couldn't help but think to herself, "Looks like she's thinking about Bell again." She had noticed her daughter blushing a lot since meeting him, and it was clear that there may be some growing feelings there.
With a maternal sense of acknowledgement, Astraea couldn't resist teasing in her thoughts, "Is my little girl about to enter the world of love?"
Despite her playful words, Astraea truly wanted her daughters to be happy, and she saw Bell as a kind boy who could potentially make Alise happy.
"How time flies. Love has found its way to her," Astraea mused to herself. "It truly is the most irrational and unexplainable thing."
While it may still be too early to tell if anything would come of their interactions, Astraea had no intentions of interfering with any potential romance between Alise and Bell. Her acceptance and restraint showcased her deep love for her children and their autonomy, unlike some other divine figures.
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Time Skip 1 week to when Bell and everyone is moving into Midnight Garden.
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The Traveler's Inn. (Hermes and Asfi) (The day that Bell and everyone moved into Midnight Garden.)
In the quiet confines of The Traveler's Inn, where shadows played upon walls, Hermes reclined with an air of nonchalance. Asfi, the vice-captain of the familia, approached with news of the latest events to transpire at the Guild while her God was away.
"Lord Hermes, I have news for you," Asfi began, her words cutting through the hushed atmosphere of their Familia's home.
"Ohh, what is it?" Hermes questioned; his tone laced with curiosity.
"Preator and Silence have returned to Orario with a new God," Asfi reported
"Oh… Well, that could be good. Two more level 7s should help stabilize the city. Who is the new god?" Hermes pondered aloud, his thoughts reaching into the implications of the arrivals. The inner thoughts and feelings of the god of travelers unfolded subtly, revealing a mind always at work, even in seemingly casual moments.
"His name was Erebus, God of Darkness," Asfi responded as she, handed Hermes the Guild announcement:
THE Erebus FAMILIA REGISTERS IN ORARIO
Deity: Erebus, God of Darkness
The Erebus Familia: Exploration Type
Captain: Bell Cranel. Level 1
EXECUTIVE: Alfia, Silence/Incarnation of Talent, Level 7
EXECUTIVE: Zald, Predator, Level 7
"Errr… That could be something else… Erebus is in the city," Hermes stammered nervously.
"Why is that? Could that be bad, Lord Hermes?!" Asfi's inquiry, sharp and suspicious, cut through the silence that followed.
Hermes hesitated, his mind dancing on the edge of divulging more than he intended. "Err. Well, our realms are close in Tekai. So, I have met him more than most. I am somewhat acquainted with his disposition," Hermes confessed, his unease woven into his voice.
"While he is certainly not an evil god, presa; he is rather ruthless even among deities and not someone to be crossed lightly. Anyone that did well. Let's just say it didn't end well for them," Hermes continued "Though he never seemed really interested in descending. Now if it was his divine wife that descended, that would be another matter. SHE is TERRIFYING,"
Hermes admitted as a shudder sent a chill ran up his spine at the mere thought of Erebus's divine wife.
"Since he announced himself like this, I don't think he will be doing anything, but I can't be sure," Hermes concluded, his uncertainty casting a shadow over the room.
"Now, Asfi, why is the boy Captain of the familia and not Silence or Predator?" Hermes redirected the conversation.
"Ahh, I don't know. But that is the official guild announcement. Maybe Predator and Silence aren't returning to being adventurers? Or maybe they only plan on training him? The rumor mill is that the boy is Alfia's nephew," Asfi disclosed, her words carrying the weight of uncertainty.
"I see, Alfia's nephew. If I correctly remember, Alfia's sister was Meteria. I only met her on rare occasions when I had business with Hera. She was Hera's favored daughter after all and was kept very well guarded," Hermes mused, as he shifted through his memories.
"I wonder if the boy inherited Alfia's talent at all. This could be very interesting. I will have to pay Erebus a visit soon. Does he have a place yet?" Hermes contemplated his thoughts a calculated dance of strategy and curiosity as his mind worked to unfold the mysteries.
"Yes, he does. The familia resides at the Midnight Garden, which is directly across from the Astraea Familia's Stardust Garden. Also, rumor was that the captain of the Astraea Familia was friendly with Bell when they registered in the Guild," Asfi responded,
"Alise is friendly with Bell, and Erebus chose the location directly across from the Astraea familia? Welp, this just gets more and more interesting. The only way to figure this out is to go and talk to them directly," Hermes declared, his eagerness evident in the rhythm of his words.
"Please don't go messing with them," Asfi pleaded, her voice tinged with a hint of worry as she recalled all the times her God's schemes caused her a headache.
"Lol. Asfi, no need to worry about that. I am not foolish enough to risk provoking Alfia. That woman scares me. Her fists are likely to fly first before she speaks," Hermes responded
Meanwhile the thoughts start to run through Hermes' mind:
"Hmph. Erebus wasn't really interested in the mortal realm before. What could possibly have changed?"
"I believe that last time we met was when Zeus, me, and him tried to peep on Artemis and Astraea bathing, maybe?" Hermes reflected, his inner thoughts and feelings weaving a narrative thread back in time.
"Hehe, though we failed, it was rather fun."
"I think that was right before the first deities like Zeus descended." Hermes' mused reaching back into the distant past.
"Ah. Well, anyways, I will just have to stop by tomorrow." Hermes' decision echoed with a sense of resolve "That will honestly be the only way to figure him out."
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Moving Into Midnight Garden (This is the exact same as the original. No need to reread.)
"This is the Midnight Garden," Erebus declared, his voice carrying a tone of mystery and allure. Bell's eyes scanned the imposing mansion before him, a structure that seemed to contain the darkest essence of the night itself. The mansion, painted in a striking combination of black and red, dominated the southwestern landscape of Orario. What granted it even greater contrast was the mansion directly across from it.
As Bell approached, the fragrant breeze carried the delicate perfume of the roses, stirring emotions both primal and refined. The mansion and its garden stood as guardians of passion and allure, inviting all into a realm where the boundaries between desire and reality blurred.
A wrought iron fence, a sentinel of elegance and mystery, embraced the sprawling estate. Its intricate design hinted at a bygone era, each curl and twist a testament to craftsmanship long celebrated. The dark metal, painted in a rich, glossy black complemented by a radiant crimson accent, stood in stark contrast to the vivid colors that it harbored within.
Along the fence's length, a mesmerizing tapestry unfolded., with folds of deep-red petals tinged with an almost-black dusty hue, climbed the wrought iron like passionate lovers ascending to an intimate rendezvous. Their fragrance, a heady blend of sweetness and darkness, permeated the air, wrapping the estate in a cloak of sensuality.
The Black Beauty Gladiolus iris, acted as towering sentinels of burgundy and black, stood tall and proud. Prominent central flower spikes, reaching up to Erebus's chest, declared their presence as true showstoppers. In the moonlight, the gladioli seemed to absorb the shadows, becoming ethereal silhouettes against the dark canvas of the night.
Amidst the sea of roses and gladioli, the Black Magic Roses added a touch of enchantment. Their classic deep-red petals, reminiscent of traditional roses, bore the illusion of being dipped in a pot of translucent black ink. As they unfurled in the cool night breeze, the effect was nothing short of magical – a bewitching dance of crimson and onyx, a celebration of nature's artistry.
The moonlight cascaded gracefully upon the scene, a silver cascade that turned the garden into a dreamscape. It painted the petals of the Black Magic Roses with a muted glow, transforming the crimson into a velvety wine-red and the onyx into a shimmering silver. The shadows played hide-and-seek, creating an ever-shifting chiaroscuro beneath the boughs of ancient oaks and along the cobbled pathways.
As the garden unfolded before him, a nocturnal oasis adorned with strategically placed lamps. Roses, Black Baccara and Black Magic bloomed, their petals glistening in the soft glow. The large fountain, a masterpiece in this botanical symphony, displayed an enchanting cascade of water, rhythmic and hypnotic. Shadows, cast by the interplay of light and water, danced upon pillars that surrounded the garden, creating an otherworldly tableau.
Hushed wonder enveloped the Midnight Garden, a perfect blend of nature and artistry that reached out and captivated the senses. Bell felt the weight of the mansion's beauty, the secrets it held hidden behind the veils of moonlit beauty and shadowy elegance. The air thickened with anticipation as he prepared to step into a world where reality and fantasy intertwined, guided by the enigmatic allure of his would-be home.
As the grand mansion stood before him at the heart of the expansive lot, it cast a majestic presence that commanded attention. Its walls, adorned with a multitude of windows, weren't mere openings but canvases for the artistry of stained glass. Scenes of moonlit landscapes and celestial bodies adorned these windows, creating an ethereal tapestry that ensnared the gaze of any onlooker.
A masterpiece by the standards of the Goibniu Familia, the mansion's exterior was a harmonious symphony of red and black hues playing against each other. The stained glass, a medium of divine craftsmanship, painted the walls with shifting patterns of light and shadow, making the entire structure appear alive under the moon's watchful eye.
Generously scattered across the mansion's surface, the windows acted as silent observers, each framing a different piece of art. Together, they told a silent story of a world bathed in moonlight, with dark skies adorned by stars forming constellations unknown to mortal eyes. These celestial storytellers whispered tales of cosmic mysteries, weaving a narrative that transcended the boundaries of the earthly realm.
Each stained-glass painting, a testament to unparalleled artistry, depicted landscapes bathed in the ethereal glow of moonlight or skies ablaze with stars. These scenes formed constellations that carried with them the weight of heroes, gods, and destiny. The glass, a kaleidoscope of colors, spilled their hues into the night, casting an otherworldly ambience that draped the mansion in an aura of enchantment.
The marriage of architecture and nature was a dance of opulence and mystery, where shadows played the role of secret keepers, whispering their ancient truths to those who dared to listen. The stained glass, with its intricate tales woven into the fabric of the mansion, echoed the deep hues of the garden below, creating a seamless connection between the living artistry outdoors and the captivating narratives within.
The night seemed to embrace the estate, its rhythmic hum blending with the rustle of leaves and the occasional creak of the wrought iron fence. As if it were a living entity, the property pulsed with an energy that mirrored the heartbeat of the nocturnal melody. Bell stood at the precipice of the estate, caught in the magnetic pull of the scene unfolding, a prelude to the mysteries that awaited within the embrace of the Midnight Garden.
The sound of the night was punctuated by the occasional rustle of leaves, the distant murmur of a fountain, and the soft sighs of a gentle breeze. Each moment seemed suspended in time, as if the universe itself held its breath, waiting for something extraordinary to unfold.
As the moonlight continued its tender caress, it revealed the intricate details of the mansion's architecture – the ornate moldings, the sweeping staircases, and the subtle play of light and shadow in every corner. The grandeur of the setting mirrored the depth of emotions that lingered, unspoken, in the spaces between.
At the carved oak door entryway, Bell hesitated. As he crossed the mansion's threshold, a realm of elegance and opulence unveiled itself. Light fixtures adorned each window, their soft white glow casting a gentle illumination throughout the rooms. The play of light against the stained glass became a dance of colors, a kaleidoscope that heightened the magical ambiance of the Midnight Garden.
Amidst this ambiance, Alfia's voice broke the silence. "You had to choose someplace poetically, didn't you?" she remarked with a sigh, her tone reflecting a mix of amusement and understanding as she gazed at the mansion across the street.
Erebus smiled in response, a subtle acknowledgment of the poetic choice he had made for their new home. Meanwhile, Bell's gaze shifted across the street to the Astraea Familia's Stardust Garden, a contrast of white and silver flowers against the ruby and onyx hues of his newfound home. Bell couldn't help smiling hearing his own words come back so easily after being told what he'd just seen again coming true. His smile grew even bigger thinking how surprised they would all be when they found out. Though Alise will probably get pout since she hadn't seen him in a week now.
"I should probably get them an Apology gift for making them worry. I will take some of the flowers from the garden." Bell
His mother's words echoed in his mind as he surveyed the opposing gardens of white and silver. "They are kind, but the world isn't. It will snuff them out." Determination flickered in Bell's eyes as he spoke, addressing his mother's memory in his thoughts. "I won't let that happen. I want to restore the lost hope. If they are the light, then I will be the darkness. I will fulfill your wish, Mama. I won't let THEM claim Glory. I will be the one to complete the final task of Zeus and Hera."
As his gaze returned to the mansion, Bell's inner thoughts resonated with purpose. 'This is where my legend begins.' The declaration hung in the air, a vow woven into the very fabric of the Midnight Garden, where shadows whispered secrets and the night held the promise of both challenge and triumph.
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Astraea Familia Home (The girl's and Astraea noticing that their new neighbors have finally moved in.)
Alise immersed herself in the embrace of a well-worn novel, the soft creak of the sofa a gentle companion to the rustle of pages. The ambiance of her quiet reading oasis shifted abruptly when a flicker of movement danced across the street, drawing her attention away from the printed world. Lyra, ever vigilant, shattered the tranquil cocoon with her proclamation.
"Hey everyone, it looks like our new neighbors have moved. I guess Goibniu finished earlier today," Lyra announced, her voice carrying a hint of excitement as she informed Kaguya and Alice, the trio now engaged in their own curiosity.
'Hmmmm...I wonder who would move there?' Alise mused internally, her eyes narrowing as she observed the quartet of figures unfolding on the road, a tableau of mystery and anticipation.
"GODDESS! Our new neighbors have moved in!" Kaguya's cried and set the entire familia into motion.
'And here comes the stampede,' Alise thought, a wry smile playing on her lips as the other members rushed into the room. The energy in the air crackled with curiosity.
"Are they cute?! Can I go meet them?" Iska questions, a blend of eagerness and playful banter, hung in the air.
"No, you're a pervert!" Neze responded, her retort laced with teasing reproach.
"I am not a pervert. I am an Amazon," Iska declared, her defense carrying a note of wounded pride.
"You are a pervert even for an Amazon," Neze countered, their banter echoing through the room in a familiar rhythm.
"You guys are loud! SHUT UP!" Kaguya's authoritative voice sliced through the rising clamor, a command that reverberated through the hall and brought an abrupt hush.
The sudden silence settled over the room like a heavy curtain, the only sound the collective intake of breath, a moment of suspended anticipation. Kaguya's approving nod broke the stillness.
"Good," she declared, her voice cutting through the silence.
"Now, girls, I know you are excited, but it is late. We can welcome our new neighbors tomorrow," Goddess Astraea intervened, her words a soothing to the excited girls
"YEAH!" The cheer that erupted from the familia reverberated through the hall, a harmonious crescendo that echoed the excitement of new beginnings. The atmosphere, charged with anticipation and the warmth of shared enthusiasm, marked the beginning of a chapter yet to be written.
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Goddess Eris(Reaction to seeing the announcement of the Erebus familia.)
As Goddess Eris walked through the deserted back streets of Orario, her mind was filled with questions and uncertainty. The sudden appearance of the Erebus Familia and their captain, Bell Cranel, had thrown a wrench into all carefully laid plans. Erebus was always so meticulous and calculated in his actions this weas an unprecedented deviation from the normal behavior for him.
"This was not the plan, Erebus!" a woman's angry voice demands.
"What went wrong?"
"We weren't supposed to reveal ourselves for another year."
"You were supposed to focus on Orario and I was supposed to manage the rest of the continent.
"And who is the child? Bell Cranel"
"When did we decide to involve a child in our plan?"
Growling in frustration, I realize I'll have to meet with Erebus sooner than expected.
That means putting aside all my previous plans.
I can't believe everything has fallen apart in just one day.
Why does it always have to be me?
Hold on. He really didn't seem like the type to flake out on a plan. After all he said he wanted to push the mortal realm forward in preparation for the Maquia. Maybe he found something more important? But what could be more important than our mission?
As Eris arrived at the abandoned house where we usually held our meetings, but it was empty. No sign of Erebus or anyone else. As she prepared to search the house, hoping to find some clue that would provide more details about where they had gone and what had happened she spotted a letter on the tabnle.
My dear fellow deity,
I apologize for leaving you in such a sudden manner, but something has come up that requires my immediate attention. I cannot reveal much at this time but know that it is for the greater good. I am sure that you will have questions about what has changed. I will not trust details in a letter but sufficed to say I found something that turned everything on its head.
You will be able to find where I resided once it is registered with the Guild. Or if you are impatient simply look for stardust. Please continue with our plan and trust that everything will work out in the end.
Sincerely,
A fellow deity
Goddess Eris's frustration turned into anger as she crumpled up the letter in her hand. How could he just leave without discussing it with me first? We were supposed to be partners in this mission! But then again...this sudden disappearance did seem out of character for him.
As much as she hated to admit it, maybe there was something that necessitated a change of plans. Maybe he had found a way to make our mission even more successful.
(Internal Monologue)
Seriously look for stardust.
GUAH, that can only mean one deity currently in Orario,
SERIOUSLY Astraea, The Star Maiden, ick. That goody-two-shoes of a goddess is so annoying. Seriously all she ever talked about was:
Justice this
or
Justice that
Order and peace help the children
blah blah blah.
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Made me want to vomit
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Seriously what a boring way to live.
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Children are meant to fight.
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They are meant to cause strife
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Sow discord.
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they are meant to yearn
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to cause chaos
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to desire
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to lust.
Mortal Children are meant to take from one another.
They are meant to be covetous and greedy.
They are meant to use anything at their disposal to achieve what they want.
Having finished her rant, Eris let out a heavy sigh and decided to put her trust in Erebus and head over to the Midnight Garden soon. She now turns her thoughts to the implications of this change are.
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So I now know Erebus now had a reason but why this child?
How can they be the reason for all of this?
I caught a glimpse, but I couldn't get a good glimpse of their soul.
It was as if something was blocking my divine intuition.
There are very few things that have the power to do so.
Ah, but that coat the child wears...it must be the key.
Only Hera would possess such a rare and precious item.
Then he must be related to Alfia somehow.
Their hair is similar.
Ahh…. Alfia's supposedly dead nephew is not so dead.
He has been living in the city by himself maybe. Or in hiding?
So Alfia found this child and ditched the plan.
Alright knowing what Zald has told me that makes sense.
But why didn't Zald and Erebus continue without her?
Sure having both of them is better but even still just Zald would have lured Evilus out enough.
Perhaps Erebus saw something in this child's soul that precipitated a change in our plans.
Alright that all makes more sense now.
HPHM - still a royal pain in my ass though.
Tekai damn it. This is a pain.
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The Goddess Nyx, who is residing in a place of darkness.
At forgotten temple long since lost to annals of history. A goddess sits upon the grass, gazing up at the starry night but moonless night.
"I see so your plan has changed my love." A velvety seductive voice emerges from the shroud of a moonless night.
"Let's see what you are going to do now my darling. Now I wonder why you changed the plan."
"Oh. My. I see. That mortal boy is the cause. He is quite adorable. He looks like a little bunny. He is certainly the nervous type though."
"Oh. I see. Truly, a desire strong enough to manifest a skill like that. Even my powers could not foresee an event like that."
"The endless potential of mortals is just so fascinating to watch."
"Truly that mortal is special. Deities will wage unending wars for him if that skill becomes known. Wealth, money, power, women. Anything or anyone he desired would be his. Now will he be able to resist the temptations once he starts to attract attention? I truly wonder how he managed to avoid spotted by other deities."
"Perhaps the other gods have really gone that blind? Consumed with their own arrogance? Pathetic. Zeus and Hera would have noticed him a second. Truly the quality of deities leading Orario has declined."
"kufff kuff. I see he takes after little Zeusy. Makes me wonder what he would be like if he had been raised by Zeus."
"Oh my little Alfia is going to need to learn to keep much calmer than that. I can already count the veins emerging. He obviously has that redhead. There will likely be many more in the future."
"hehehe. Zard is already sighing from Alfia. Opps. Looks like he is going for the liquor. Oh MY. He went for the good stuff right off the bat. That is certainly one way to deal with her. Though given her temperament and Zard's tolerance, he is going to need a Very Large bottle."
"PFT… Seriously my love picking the mansion right across from Astraea familia ... pfft…. That isn't even the fox sneaking into the henhouse. That is like the fox building the henhouse. Little Alfia is going to have a hard time with this. I mean after what he said to that redhead. "
"kufff…really me? Terrifying? I might be a little offended but my love has put me in a good mood so I will be gracious and overlook it."
"I see there will be many obstacles on this boy's path. So many petty and jealous deities. So many lustful deities thinking of nothing else other than their own satisfaction. So many opportunistic deities thinking of their own glory."
"SO MANY ARTIFICAL HEROS. Thinking they can scheme their way to glory. Thinking that cunning and schemes can make a true hero. Those heroes are a dime a dozen and we gods are bored of them. Those heroes all fade to nothing in a generation or two. Only those that seize the title for themselves can be true heroes."
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Only those who are willing to risk it all.
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They are the ones that are remembered.
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Albert Waldstein,
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Celdia,
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Evelda,
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Fianna,
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Yuri,
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Galmus,
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Feena,
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And Finally
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The Hero of the Dawn:
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The Argonaut
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All heroes, who threw themselves into the crucible of fire and battle.
Even the first Braver, though he tried to scheme his way to being a hero when pushed the First Braver craved a path forward for the mortal realms with his final act. Those are the ones that shape the world.
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"Now, will this boy be able to walk alongside them?
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I wonder if that boy can keep his promise. What destiny have you woven for him my Moirai?
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What thread have you spun for him my Clotho?
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What trials will await the boy?
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What triumphs will the boy have?
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What tragedies will the boy have to persevere through?
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What length of thread have you given him my Lachesis?
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Will his life resemble a bright flash that soon flickers out?
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Or will his life be that of a great fire that continues long into the night?
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What ending have you chosen for him my Atropos?"
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Will he weave a comedy?
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Will his desire for herodom cause a tragedy?
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Will he end up a forgotten hero like so many that have tried before?
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OR will he weave a Myth that will cause the very heavens to tremble in awe?
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Even more will this mortal follow the path you have set for him my Moria?
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Or will his desire triumph over even the power of the fates themselves?"
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This mortal may very well defy all our expectations.
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Let us watch what this mortal is capable of.
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Let his Familia Myth Begin
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Hehehe, to think the course of events would be turned on its head so quickly.
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Truly the mortal realm is such a wonderfully unpredictable place.
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Well, if my love has changed his plans then I will as well.
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Now let's see about getting some familia members.
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I see.
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So many mortals with So Much wasted potential.
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Truly, I am disappointed with my fellow deities to let this much potential be wasted.
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I will need to leave with Olivia soon.
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Olivia Valedstorm.
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She truly is the perfect first child for me.
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She will be the captain of my Keras.
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Now I must be going.
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Wait for me, my love.
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I will be by your side again soon.
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As the goddess finished her thoughts she called out to the other inhabitant of the temple, who is practicing in the middle of the clearing.
"Olivia my darling daughter, we will be leaving here soon. We will start packing tomorrow."
"huh, we are? Why, Nyx?" The girl called a she stops her sword mid-swing.
"Our plans have changed my darling. We will need to move get on the move sooner rather than later." Nyx responded. "My silly but lovable husband has found something interesting enough to change his intentions. So we will change ours."
"oh. Okay. I was just about to finish up." Olivia said
"Good, we will pack tomorrow and leave the day after that." Nyx said as she smiled at Olivia.
"Okay." Olivia replied happily
After Olvia finished training the duo quickly get to bed in preparation for their coming departure.