"The scroll!!! Isn't that the scroll belonging to that the young m-" The girl who had wanted to say something held it back for a while. "The man who killed the other strange man?" Another girl added. "That man is your master?" Aine graced the topic. The girls were clueless at this point. They wanted to get to the root of this matter, but there was no way to do that without the verbal assistance of this man standing in front of them. "If you come with me, the scroll will be your reward. I'm sure you came to this island in search of it." Irmais finally came to a stop. One of the girls wanted to argue with him, but another one tugged at her. The girls gathered around, away from Irmais, an attempt to come to a conclusion. Irmais kept a long stare at them, watching each of them speak to each other. If he wanted to eavesdrop on what they were saying, he could easily do that. That was the last thing that would make him worried. He shut his eyes as the cool breeze of the ocean swept ac

When Cory's eyes opened, he shut it again. He had found himself in this certain position a couple of times, but this time, the environmental conditions were rather strange and different. Naturally, if he was lying on the floor and he had just opened his eyes, there would be a great amount of light concentrated on his face. Mostly, it wasn't intended by the order of nature. Even if it wasn't the strength of the rays of the sun, there would at least be some stray lumiscent idling around the area. There was only to an extent a person could shut their eyes. After this, when they step out into the day, the eyes would definitely dim.Cory couldn't remember how long he had been lying here. He knew that it's been quite a while, but he couldn't do any justice to the order of time. His eyes were very much healthy when he opened his eyes, too. The sun didn't greet his eyes nor any other rays of natural lights. There were only two plausible explanations. It was either it was night or his eye

"What was that?" Cory wondered, walking away from the spot. There were a couple of things he was trying to process at this point. He needed to get his thoughts straight before he would be able to let any ideas in or even distractions. Just a few seconds ago, he was conflicted, standing in an empty space that suddenly turned into an island with lush and beautiful greenery sight to behold. He was still trying to understand where all of this came from or what sort of magic it was when his chest had started burning from the object around his neck. The object that glittered. Then the object had burnt fiercely against his chest, and now he has landed here. In the villa on the earthly island. "How many surprises are left for me to experience today?" He wondered if that was even the right question to ask. He sighed. Then, slowly, other ideas started to flow into his mind. He recalled slowly that he didn't even get to see his parents. What the hell was really happening to him? Hadn't he

Emerald City, Onyx district. Anna was seated by herself in the far corner of a restaurant. She was staring at her phone. Her eyes were bulging at the sockets, and she was not willing to look away from the phone. Although the screen of the phone was now blank and there was nothing else to see, yet she couldn't take her eyes off it. It would seem as though her eyes were just a channel that was taking her mind through several layers and ceilings of thoughts. There was shock crawling up her face, from one corner to the other. She could hear faint whispers from people around her. They were talking about the same thing that she had seen on her phone. But she didn't really care about what they were mumbling about. She remained in that position for another few moments before a silhouette came out of nowhere and towered over her. At first, she didn't want to look up to see who it was, but then the presence seemed quite imposing that she had no choice but to look up. "Have you decide

Anna wanted to concentrate, but she couldn't do so. She had her mind flying everywhere. She just couldn't put a leash on it. Although she had been able to get Sheiley and Harry off her back, yet it felt like they were still right there with her. She knew that she had eventually put the couple in their place, yet she couldn't help but feel that they were still on to her. Sheiley's words were still fresh in her mind. Especially Sheiley's words about what Cory might be doing on the island. She didn't know whether or not to be sad or mad. Well, she knew that being mad was not even her right. She was the one who asked to break up with him. He never proposed such a decision. So she didn't have the right to be mad at him whether or not he chooses to date someone else. Her mind quickly zoomed back to the person who was close to Cory. She recalled Stephen. She had told him to relay her message to Cory. Didn't he relay the message to him? Why didn't Cory call her back? She knew that Cory m