-Break-"Due to your injuries, you fell into a deep sleep which we couldn't wake you from, this caused a lot of worries to spread among us, but eventually your body started to heal. I guess dragons are capable of healing if they sleep for long enough, so we just left you to rest up and you've slept for 6 months. Though Orb's case is a bit different."As we walk, I start to hear a familiar voice scream, so I say, "Orb!" Then moments later I dash down."Cyrus, wait!"Running down the hallway with Gheorghe following close behind, I look fanatically for the source of the screaming I heard. Where are you, please be ok.Finding the source of the screaming, I see a door in the distance and run towards it. With my hand, I open the door and say, "Orb."In front of me, I see Avram, Iancu and Suzuka beside Orb on the bed, as he screams profusely.Seeing me, Suzuka says, "Cyrus you're awake." Then she runs up to me and gives me a hug. "I was so worried about you guys!"Taking a second to give her

Continent: FimbulwinterLocation: Village of AplosI still remember over a decade ago when my father laid disease-ridden in his bed, with both me and my brother staring at her from a distance."Father please don't go.""I am so sorry I can't be there for the both of you. But never forget even if you don't have me, you have each other; if you ever get sad and doubt yourself please be there for each other, you're a set for life. Aea, Alis both of you be happy."A little bit after Orb and Willow became Warriors.Φ Staring from a distance the young warriors of the village look at Orb with repulsed expressions. But regardless of their opinions all they can do is just stand and watch them.-Break-Location: Buloke houseShoving wine down her mouth, my sister Aea breaks the mug on the ground shattering it to pieces."That was a solid wood mug!""The monstrous strength of Aea the beast still remains!"Grabbing the head of Banya, Aea says, "Hey did you just call me a beast!"As Aea is about to

-Break-While my two siblings sleep inside the house, I sit on the roof and stare up towards the moon tonight. "How pretty! Now Warwick stop hiding.""How!?""Shhh, be quiet."Sitting beside me, he says, "You must be some sort of superhuman.""I am the magnificent Nehalennia!""The mystical nymph, the decedent of a forgotten god, the angel who fell onto the world, a gem given human form, the very concept of beau-."Putting my hands over my face, in embarrassment, I say, "PLEASE STOP!""Those are all the things I hear people say about you, I swear some of the men have even started to worship you like some god."Falling to my side, I roll around on the roof, whilst saying, "This is too embarrassing, I can't show my face anywhere ever again.""You shouldn't say such things because I am sure anyone who sees your face will truly praise god."Giving Warwick a hug, I say, "You really are a sweet young boy."Embarrassed, he says, "Let go of me?"Breaking from my grip, I say smugly, "Still get

Continent: TerrafideLocation: ElpídaA few days after the death of Gloria BogdanΦ The only thing I did differently that day was sleep beside my father, everything else was the same. I woke up the same as always, I brushed my teeth the same as always, I ate my breakfast the same as always, and got dressed the same as always.But everything I did felt off as if I wasn't living merely controlling a corpse from afar, every single thing I did felt disconnected. So, with this feeling unfading I left with my father to the funeral.-Break-"She was a great officer.""She saved my life countless times.""She spent so much time helping all of us.""We were able to replant all the Giamore trees that got burnt down last year with her help.""She will surely go down in Elpída history as a hero."Throughout the funeral, countless friends, colleagues, and people she had saved came up to me and gave me their condolences, but their words were no different than the air surrounding me. Even hearing al

-Break-"A father and a son, a son and a father. They sit together at the dinner table for the first time in seven years, but still, the two of them don't talk.On my right side lies the son an Anathematized human. He is a rude boy who says vulgarities neverendingly to the point where I will soon wash out his mouth with soap. The great little annoyance Iancu.And on my left and at the head of the table lies a nightmare, the great inventor and man who many consider a modern-day genius, Avram Bogdan.The son who seemingly hates his father turns his head away trying to act as if my words don't bother him. While the father looks straight ahead removing his annoying son's existence from his mind.Seeking attention Iancu puts his feet on the table to elicit a response from his father, but not getting one he puts them down as he realizes how embarrassing and disgusting it is.The tension in the room is so flavourful and well-aged, that one could even get drunk off of it. There is little as i