The man’s face swells red from a hard slap that wakes him up. At first, he thought everything was a dream. He sees himself tied with rope from his chest down his feet. He’s leaning on a wall from a cave he isn’t familiar with. What welcomes his day is the traumatizing face of Argos like he’s planning on dismantling his body.
“Good morning, motherfucker!” Argos shouts in front of Ranulph’s face which is flooded by drops of spit. Ranulph flinches his head back as he screams out of shock.“ARGHH!!” He realized that his armor disappeared, leaving only his underwear intact. The only light existing was from the only exit in the right which leads directly to Loic’s room. The squeaks of agitated bats echo within the darkness on his left. The eyes of terror darker than the cave’s darkness stares in front of him.“Did I scare you?” Argos asked as he tilts his head with a restless stare.“WFrom the deeper area of the cave, Argos goes back to Loic’s room with a sudden gasp and stumbles as he found Loic preparing a tea for two. The boiling water squeals out the entire room. From what he knows, his wounds are critical and might take him a total of three days rest to recover. But from what he’d seen, he’s completely fine. He can carry the mugs with no sweat. He felt the trembling as he remembers the state of Loic’s body the day before.“Shouldn’t you be resting? You’re just a carpenter wood from yesterday. Now, you’re okay,” Argos said with a smile as he goes near Loic.“It would take me days, but thank you for pulling out the nails. How did you do what I didn’t say?” Loic asked as he looks at Argos. Argos still can’t believe how fast he recovers. He paused for a little bit to scan Loic’s body from his wounds.*He’s completely fine… except for his burns. Did I travel back time? He’s completely unscathed. He might have died back there. I’ve seen that his wounds co
“T… Timeless Bloodline?” Ranulph stuttered with widened eyes and a hanging mouth.Loic can’t hold his anger more as he sees him. He clenches his fists and complains. “What the fuck is this!? Is faggot this what you call a present?” The rage he felt exponentially grows as he sees Ranulph’s face.“There’s just some bits of your change. Did you get a haircut? Shaved your beard? Or you burned yourself just a tiny bit? You might need one of the dermatologists,” Ranulph said like a friend he’d seen for a long time.“This is what I’ve said about being calm. You’re the only one who thought he’s a present. You can still use him, right?” Argos asked but a sudden swift of wind beside him shocks him. It was Loic who ran on his own towards Ranulph. Like a player kicking the football towards the goal, he swings his feet directly to Ranulph’s head, putting him to sleep. “Hey!
Half an hour before they met, Holessa’s mind is in chaos as she walks in the woods towards the haven. The dead leaves and pine needles are caught in clumps of moss as the moss winds around the tree trunks. The smell that enters her nose gradually changes from the fresh wildflower scents into the whiff of scorched ash. The more she goes near, the faster her heartbeats.Adeline’s response yesterday made her overthink her parents’ situation. Her night is full of misery and sorrow, and her condition prevented her from sleeping, even after the whole day tiredness visited her. The restlessness dragged her to escape her tent half-packed.She’ll only be able to pass through the last huge bush that blocks the view from the haven, but she doesn’t know what to feel not until she passed. Beyond is like a huge plain, and right now, she’s in the middle of the boundary between it and the forest. Unlike what she expected, what she has seen left spee
It’s already five years looking back at the Oak Spirits past. Unlike the typical and dark witch’s village, the haven jolly blooms from the people’s smiles. The houses are still the same, but the touch of light colors is mixed with the medieval style. Concrete houses are for minimalists, with only a metal roof as their decoration.The haven has a self-sustaining economy that supports, weaponsmithing, cooking, and beer brewing, all the products of alchemy. But their biggest strengths are rare herbalism and intricate study patterns when it comes to science. However, Oak Spirit purely depends on magic and incantation. They’re completely defenseless when an anti-magic zone hits them.Between the haven is a giant tree that born glowing leaves as it sways with the morning winds. Even when outside the border, the tree can be seen. But entry in it is restricted. Around it is barriers within a five-meter radius. The witch guards maintain the security arou
It’s already four in the afternoon when Darius goes to Silvestre’s house as of his instructions. After giving him too much time to think about his decision in shutting down the research on the Phase Powder, Darius still debates his thoughts in his mind. As he knocks on Silvestre’s door, a woman and a doormat welcomed him with a smile. Gwendiane, Silvestre’s wife, has soft dark eyes, and her hip-length straight silver hair is worn in a French braid (but she doesn’t know what France is).“Oh, it’s you, Darius, just as Silv expected. Welcome to our house.”“Sorry for the intrusion, and thank you for a warm welcome. We shall accept your kindness,” Darius said with a kind bow.“We?” Gwendiane tilts her head out of confusion. Suddenly, a girl with a broom followed Darius after entering the door. Holessa stops walking towards her room after a warm bath after seeing her friend.“Adeline
Just the time Darius left early, Adeline is still in Holessa’s room. Her room is a simple medieval style with the touch of a witch’s cabin. There’s a bed, a wooden study table, and a lantern made of iron, and a candle. Because they’re not able to do their project in bed, they sat on the ground.They’re mixing chemicals with Holessa’s ingredients. Adeline brought only her only portable ingredient, Gloriosa Dame leaves, because their meet was unexpected. They’ve been talking about Imbasine since classes so she thought this is the time to test this restrictions-free. Holessa readied caged lizards for them to test their combinations.It’s handy for them that Holessa’s dad, Sivlestre, allowed them to use his tools and ingredients for study purposes. He already sorted out the dangerous chemicals and ingredients so their safety isn’t to worry about. Being a witch at the Oak Spirit needs a standard knowledge in alchem
“He… A… ACHOO!!?” Adeline coughed loud as she opens the door to her house. She puts the broom she is holding in the side of where the umbrellas are placed. As usual, the living room that welcomes the visitors has no one in it. A woman in an apron came out of the kitchen to welcome her.Hilnora, Darius’ housewife, stands 5’6 tall with an oversensitive feel. She has dull brown eyes and her closely shaved, curly, black hair is frequently maintained. She usually wears loose casual clothes. She’s not the type to go outside frequently. She went to Adeline and kisses her cheeks.“Good evening sweetie. How’s your day with your friend?” Hilnora asked with a smile.“My project, mom. It’s already done! Holessa helped me craft it,” Adeline exclaimed with a wide grin and gleaming eyes. She bounces from foot to foot while entering the living room.“Really!? That means you’re gra
Unlike the usual office flooded with busy people, Darius came inside the building without even encountering a single person. The doors are wide open, but it doesn’t feel like it is giving its welcome to visitors. He didn’t bother being paired with ghosts, that’s why he went straight to the head covenant’s office and sees Silvestre smoking out the window, the same thing he always does.Darius went beside “Can I have some smoke?” Darius asked as he opens his palm towards Sivlestre.“I’m not informed that you’re a smug one.”“I’m just trying one. You’re always saying that this is your comfort. Well, this is the time to prove it,” Darius said. Silvestre didn’t hesitate to give him a stick of cigar. Just after Silvestre lit it, Darius inhaled the smoke like a water diver. His diaphragm twists, making him cough loud smokes continuously. His airless vomit made Silvestre laughs har