Chapter 40 ~~ Counterattack ~~ The green haired Alvey jumped up suddenly and looked away from the fountain, his eyes squinted. This abrupt action of his, cajoled everyone to draw their attention away from the saddened Violet to him. Jeanne placed a hand on his shoulder from behind, “Alvey?” “Something is coming...” Alvey muttered, rolling his eyes from side to side. “... And it's coming fast!” After a second or two, a loud bang erupted in Alvey's ears; only he could hear it. His senses were keen and more enhanced than the others. He turned to the side quickly and spotted an arrow of flames cutting through the air towards them. “I knew it!” he pointed in the direction the arrow was coming from, and everyone turned to look. Ian stepped forward, “I got this--” Jeanne just nudged his shoulder and walked past him. She pushed her arm forward and a blast of ice shot out of her hand, fogging the arrow of fire and freezing it. It hit the floor and broke to shards of ice. Ian rolled hi

Chapter 42 ~~ Exiting the Bīfōld ~~ A bright reflective glow flitted on his crystal blue eyes and he returned to reality. He staggered some steps back as his head throbbed with a sizzling pain. He felt as though a helmet of electricity was worn over his head, stunning him with repeated bolts of electricity. A large amount of energy suddenly eluded him. A lightheaded feeling struck him and he dropped to a knee, holding his head in place with his hands. Nossa, the Lilliputian, flew off his head and placed her tiny lips on his forehead, pecking him. The dazzling sparkles from her wings danced around his head for a while and he sighed in relief as his mental state returned to normalcy. “Sorry about that. I could not allow my mana stay within you for too long, else you might rot away due to your Dhemistarian origin. That's why I had to take it away the moment you returned.” Ian raised his head as he heard the queen speaking to him. She was still standing at the other side of the Azure

Chapter 44 ~~ Another Casual Morning ~~ “Big brighter Ian! Brother Ian!!” The loud words sounded in echoes to Ian's subconsciousness. He tried to ignore it and hold his anchor firm, but the echoes reverberated heavily and cut him from his anchor, usurping him out of his subconsciousness. His eyelashes fluttered repeatedly as he attempted to open his eyes. He could hear the voice much more clearly now, and he knew who it belonged to. He finally opened his crystal blue eyes and they fell upon the sea blue eyes of his little sister. Annabelle was seated atop his chest, her hands clamped on his shoulders as she shook him awake. She looked really worried. Ian just placed his hand on his forehead and sighed, “What is it, Anna?” “Amelia is gone!” she replied sharply. “Huh? What do you mean she's gone?” Ian weakly raised a brow. “She's not in the house!” Annabelle half-shouted. Ian was still confused, “That's strange... Just get off me first, would you?” Annabelle huffed, lifting he

Chapter 46 ~~ It's Today? ~~ Not too long after, the beautiful Miss Selene walked in with elegant steps, her long pointed heels making click clack sounds with the ceramic floor. Her dressing today was cooperate as usual, but with a shout of red. Only her inner starched shirt was white. She was holding two brown envelopes like a cuddled baby in one hand. Ian shuddered at the sight of her. He knew she was oblivious of his existence here, but her face and presence alone reignited the chills and horrid flash of memories during the terror of the Mystic Wolf. But in contrast to the eerie vibes she gave while on earth, she was quite a completely different person here in Dhemistaria; excluding her sass though. It made Ian think of different possibilities for her change in attitude. It was either she lost her memory or everyone in Dhemistaria actually found the Aeon to be a threat, causing them to act repulsively on instincts. The latter thought gave him goosebumps. He watched her stop b

Chapter 48 ~~ Progress ~~ With an elongated sigh, Ian dropped his pencil and rested his back on the chair. He was done with the history questions, thanks to Karen, who took her time to give him answers to each of the questions. Although, she was reluctant at first. She was puzzled why he wouldn't know any of the historical events that had happened in Dhemistaria. If at all he was to ask for help, it wasn't to be history; everyone naturally knows at least 30% of Dhemistaria's history. They were either taught in school, or told as evening/bedtime stories at home. Ian had to lie that he had exam fever and was experiencing a short time amnesia. Luckily for him, he had his Math and English scripts to prove that he actually knew something. Karen was momentarily stunned by this. He had solved the 'hardest' questions so quickly, and when she crosschecked them with the ones she had solved, he was correct all through while she made some mistakes in hers. It was after this confirmation, tha