Trif rested on Lili's lap. She caressed his face and hair gently."We… need to… help him," Trif said."Shh…" Lili said as she put her index finger on his lips, "you need to rest.""Ortho grabbed him by force. They are busy fighting each other," Eauvis said.He urged to help Phize. He tried moving his body but any attempt fell flat."Huh… I can't… move my body… why… oh yeah… I already pushed my body to its absolute limit. I can't do… any more," Trif declared."You did great," Lili said with melancholic eyes."I'm sorry… everyone. It seems like… I can't join you… when you achieve your dreams. This is all… I can do," he said with a waning voice.His eyes slowly closed. He was by death's door.Lili cried. Her tears dropped on his face."That's not fair… how can you be so cool like that? Moving all swiftly and fighting Spellmaster like your injury is nothing whilst I suffer to move from having my arm cut off? It's not fair… you can't die like this…" she cried.She panicked and looked every
"What… was that display earlier? I got bodied. But now that I'm aware, I wouldn't space out like earlier. I just need to avoid close combat as much as possible. Being unable to use my spells takes away my advantage," Spellmaster surmised. Phize pointed his sword at him. "A new sword?" he pondered, "What difference does it make? Not that it matters in the slightest." Phize darted to him. "Nyrin Spore Floor," Spellmaster chanted. The ground rumbled slightly and humongous green mushrooms with white spots popped out of the grassy floor. Some of these even uprooted the trees. Phize struck the verdant earth. "Cancel!" Since the floor served as a medium for the spell to propagate through, it was included in the circulation of mana for the Mana Circuit needed for spell casting. Like a circuit, with the magic lines circulating within the person extending to the matter they interact with, the output of the spell which serves as the light bulb. Therefore, ending the spell as usual. He sl
The sky was suddenly so dim.The sudden increase in brightness that enveloped the sky when the clouds opened their gates for Spellmaster had reverted to its original state.It was most likely because Spellmaster had died.The sky was dark and the stars were so bright. The moon shined bright.Phize did not know where he was supposed to go. He aimlessly went in any direction.The barrier that encased Phize and Spellmaster had evaporated into thin air mere minutes ago.He eventually collapsed and immediately blacked out. The stress had finally gotten to him and he was on the verge of death.…..."Man… I was not really helpful in this battle. Where is Taya?" Qi questioned.He was alerted when he saw that Martin was gone."H-Hey! Where did that guy go?!"He scratched his head in frustration.His eyes darted everywhere but the man was nowhere to be seen."Geez, what even happened?""The rumblings stopped. Who won?" he wondered.He felt a little anxious to know the result.He peered over w
Phize opened his eyes."Wh-Where am I?"He saw fluorescent lights greet his eyes.He tried to stand up but could not."Why can't I stand up?"His entire body was wrapped with thick clumps of gauze, cotton, and surgical tape. He could barely hear anything because his ears were wrapped in these.He looked to his left and saw Vhint sleeping while sitting on a stool."Why… why is dad here?" he wondered.His body was aching everywhere, so he did not have the strength to even lift his head and analyze his surroundings."What time… is it?"He decided not to know."Maybe, I should rest myself. It's been a long day… I deserve at least… this much."His voice faded as he fell asleep.…...A few hours went by ever since the head doctor that comforted Eauvis, sent him away to the hospital.The nurses and doctors were hesitant to even touch the dead body of Spellmaster."Now, what do we do with… him?" the head doctor questioned.He thought for a bit.Some of the doctors went to him and brought hi
On top of a tall and flat building, there was a man who had blonde hair, and brown eyes and wore a clear white robe that extended from his shoulders to his legs. He wore a necklace shaped like a diamond with a star in the middle, and in the middle of that star was an eye, made of metal. He kept watch over the city below."Such beautiful scenery…" he uttered.A man in a thick cream and brown robe approached him, who also wore the same necklace whispered into his ear."Mhm… Mhm… What? Wait, what? Could you repeat that again? You can speak up, we are the only ones here," he permitted.The man took a few steps back and cleared his throat."Ehem… I have received leaks from the mouths of the Alganists. According to what I have heard, they declared that Spellmaster was dead and that they were cheering because they were on their way to conquering the minds of the people.""Wh-What is the meaning of this?! Spellmaster… is dead? Is that information accurate?""It has been confirmed by two such
The children at the beach were playing with a ball. It was very reminiscent of the last happy memory he ever formed back in the past world. … .. . 25 years ago, in Germany. It was a very snowy day. There was a young boy who held the hands of his parents. He was stepping playfully on the snow that formed at their feet. All of them had red beanies and brown boots. His parents wore brown trenches and blue-green gloves, while the little kid had a thick blue sweater and green mittens just right for his size. The kid counted his steps. "One, two, three, four…" The family arrived at a park. There, they met up with another family who also had their son. They had similar attire. They nudged their son. "Come on, Ansgar." The parents of the first and second families met up, leaving the two children be. "U-Uh, 'sup," Ansgar answered nervously. "Hm? Why so nervous?" the other child asked. "I mean, seeing each other after school still really strikes me as odd… so…" "Ah, is that so…
Welson was inside the room he entered.He stared blankly at the book that was on top of the desk."Phize… Gratham… Drestil… that kid… how could I ever forget his face?"He remembered the time he kept punching his face 7 years ago."My daughter… I already accepted that it wasn't your fault. I already knew the truth by then. But why… why did you have to get involved with my son… OF ALL PEOPLE?!"He banged the desk.His breathing began to increase in frequency. This, later on, calmed down."How am I supposed to think you're innocent when you downright kill him?"He felt conflicted.He put his head on the book and placed his hands on top of his head.He whispered, "… Stop haunting me… Leave me alone… Why did you have to interfere… Get out of my head… Get out of my head… Get out of my head… Get out of my head… Get out of my head… Get out of my head…"He kept on muttering the same phrase over and over again, steadily increasing in tone and volume."Get out of my head… Get out of my head… GE
Phize called for the doctors, and they scurried to the room.Once they entered, they saw that Vhint held Harris's hand and grasped it firmly. It almost seemed like the two were once close.The scenery could be interpreted as a person mourning the comatose of a dear best friend."Dad?" Phize asked with the arrival of the doctors.Vhint faced them with flowing tears."Did we… interrupt something?" Phize questioned."No, no…"Vhint stood up and stepped aside."Please… go ahead."The doctors surrounded Harris.Phize faced his father."Father… do you happen to know Harris? Were you close with him?"Vhint made an obvious excuse. The time it took to get the answer hinted at it."… I'm just an empathetic person. When I saw how badly injured he was, it made me cry. How a person went through such pain… makes me feel pity.""I can tell what he said was a half-truth. But even so, that reasoning of his is very endearing, and it is obvious he still has some demons to fight. I will respect that," Ph