"Paint? Don't compare my new appearance to something so mundane, Master.""It's an analogy, Ica. Don't get your panties in a twist about it."With the light having been reduced down to bearable levels, my eyes were finally able to adjust themselves and give me some idea on what the top floor of my mindscape finally looked like. I could only think that it was caused by the light, but my surrounding area somehow still looked white when compared to the casual wooden brown that the rest of the library sported. Looking around, there was a lone bookshelf and a table right in the middle of the floor, and.... nothing else.Huh. So the top floor was barren save for a bookshelf and a table for two. Standing out against the rest of the white, it kind of gave off the feeling of having a decent tea time in heaven."I'll have you kno
"Well, that's done..."With a sigh of relief, Ica wiped a non-existent sweat off her brow as she crossed her arms under her chest. It had been embarrassing; being forced to submit to her Master's care while she had been completely delirious with her lack of energy, but she supposed it was a necessary step in making her Master learn how things worked in her own mindscape."The things I do for you..."With a snap of her fingers, Ica found herself back in her usual spot in the middle of the library. Taking a seat, she snapped her fingers once more; her usual teacup appearing in her hands as she observed the new changes in herself.The new clothes had surprised her. She knew from countless hours of research that her Master had some sort of... fetish for women that were better than her. It had been the first time that she ha
There were a lot of things I could accept. As a fairly adaptive person whenever it came to new topics and game mechanics, I quickly learn to adopt and incorporate whatever knowledge I felt was necessary for me to survive in any new environment. That didn't mean to say that I could live anywhere, of course. I was still a creature of habit that accumulated far too much stress damage whenever her schedule was interrupted. But if I was prepared or I anticipated the oncoming change, then I was swift in learning new things just so I could avoid the embarrassment of asking for help on things that probably looked far too simple for those that did it on a regular basis.That also wasn't to say that I would immediately adapt to the situation if I was thrown into it headfirst with nothing but my wits and fear of trying out new things."L-Livia?""SIS!"
Livia squirmed under my scrutinizing gaze; beads of sweat coming down her brow as she tried her best to avoid my eyes. Like a mother chiding a wayward daughter, I communicated my disappointment through the power of a pointed stare. Predictably, Livia wilted under the pressure."I-I... I did meet them..."An eyebrow remained raised as I remained pointed in my stare. Words would only muddle the conversation, and Livia was smart enough to weasel her way out of my limited wit now. Just from the way her demeanor shifted, I could imagine her being a masterful actress. And wasn't that a weird thing to think about in regards to their little sister?Fortunately, I'm still the older sister that taught her everything."I talked to them! I promise!" Livia reasoned, desperation seeping into her tone as I fought to shake my head at h
Every day of her life felt like a waking nightmare.Ever since... Ever since she... No... She's alive.... Big Sis won't leave her alone, right? Not without... Yes...For the better part of her life after her Big Sis's... disappearance, she had dedicated every waking moment of it feeling her mind was treading on knee-deep water. Everything felt... sluggish... dull... What used to be the clear blue sky for her looked as if it had lost all color, turning it into a dull gray like the rest of her miserable life. She had tried moving on, as her Big Sis had told her, but there was simply no way for her to forget. How could she when it was her own damn fault that she-No... deep breaths.... She's alive... She's right here...She still couldn't believe it. Olivia had dreamt of this moment during what little sleep she managed to
This day had been a disaster."We have to find them!"Love watched in tentative silence as her twin hurriedly packed their bags, her own muted emotions swirling in ways she never thought would happen for anything beyond her own twin. The former Prime supposed that Lace would take poorly to Lady Crimson's kidnapping. Lace had confided in her that she had taken some sort of liking to their young leader; a liking that Love herself had begun feeling for some time. It was to be expected seeing as they've cared for the young woman for over a year now, but she never expected their reactions to be this... extreme."Calm down, Lace. She's in very capable hands," Love assuaged. "I am sure that she is fine."She had never expected Lady Olivia to reappear after all this time. They both knew that the younger Den was actively trying
Nostalgia... A feeling of chasing past glories, in my opinion. Back in the old world, I, myself chased these old ideals. I had the firm belief that my old self wouldn't do the mistakes that I consistently made as I got older. Procrastination, lack of confidence, low self-worth, the me from before I entered college would probably laugh her ass off while kicking me on the ground for being so stupid. I was an academic monster, after all, so why did I become a mediocre student content with my barely passing grades? I didn't know... And I wish I did...Ahh... The old days of being a model student... Then I failed one exam so spectacularly that I lost all confidence in my ability to be an overachiever. It was all downhill from there, I guess."Sis?"Shaking my head at the thought, I returned my thoughts to my sister who was trying to grab my attention. I
Thank God I asked Lace to give me a refresher course on basic smithing techniques."Am I doing this right?"Livia, for all of her genius and natural intuition, still insisted that I check up on everything she did despite her work being up to par, if not even better than what I could make even during my prime. On some parts of it, especially during the curing and tempering process, I actually even had to turn around just so Livia wouldn't see my face grimacing as I wracked my brain for answers. This was fucking horrific. Father would skin me alive if he was... well... alive."Sis?"I raised my head from my own thoughts as I took a look at Livia's attempt at blade number two. Her first blade was already runed up on the table, only awaiting its future twin to be born to test out if they'd even work together.&nb