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‘Ding!’ ‘Ding!’ ‘Ding!’ The sound of the first bell in the morning to the city of Zekishtalian awaits a brighter day in the joyous city that brings life to every corner of the town. The smell of freshly cooked food comes from the chimneys of every house, waking up to cook for their loved ones. The smell of freshly brewed coffee on the first street lies Zero waiting for Seraphim early in the morning. He was sitting at the last table on the east side of the street—Zero lying in waiting for Seraphim for the second bell of the church and carefully looking at the faces of everyone that walks in the road that has their face covered with a cloth, eagerly waiting, taking little bites between the long bread that he bought in the coffee shop. As he looks in between the people that pass by, he gives time to look at the clock tower to see if it is already noon. ‘Tick…’ ‘Tock…’ ‘Tick…’ ‘Tock…’ Many were looking at Zero as they found him weird. The customers and also the servers were all g
Why Are My Dreams Realistic? Chapter 29 : Seraphim's World : (part 8)
The peaceful afternoon of the two reading a book on the sofa with their shoulders touching each other. The smell of burning wood in the distance as the smell traveled to the tiny houses in the mountainside and the mansion of Seraphim. The chirping of the birds that had entered in the opened window. The sunlight that reflected a small pond of the fishes created an illusory shadow on the polished floor of the library. It’s a peaceful life indeed. “Ah!” Seraphim found something in the book that she’s been reading. The book she’s reading contains the structure and identification of how to properly execute an analysis of the magic will of a person. This analysis process helps identify a person's status effect involving body contact to assimilate the status correctly. The book cover was a plain red leather titled ‘Assessment Of The Human Magic Will: Vol 1’. Its author was unknown. With Seraphim finding something inside the book. She couldn’t help but make a loud sound that echoed throug
Why Are My Dreams Realistic? Chapter 30 : Seraphim's World : (part 9)
The life behind the barracks of the soldiers who are incapable of making their magic will cooperate with them as their minds have already shattered from the trauma they’ve endured during their long servitude to what they thought was a righteous act. [The chattering of the soldiers in the background.] Early morning, Seraphim and Zero visited the soldier's barracks to find the Sword hero. The Sword Hero is one of the strongest heroes alongside the mage hero. The newly appointed sword Hero has devastating strength that can instantly destroy an army with a single thrust of his phoenix flame. Many of the soldiers who witnessed the Sword Hero said that the flames were much brighter than the sun as they could instantly disintegrate any enemies that would get hit. Many rumors are circulating about the Sword Hero that he was a cold-blooded person when he was in battle. But Seraphim knows who truly is the Sword Hero deep inside since he’s the first person that Seraphim trusts alongside the Gu
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Branch Memory - 01/ Reconstruction/ Reformist/ … 03 The eyes of a God are said to be the likelihood of the one that oversees our world. The God that we revered once, where our ancestors found an Angel, is more likely to be a counterpart that became self-aware of its surroundings and was able to alter its aggressive attitude when it found happiness residing in the Alps within the caring and loving animals that surrounded him when it started gaining awareness. The Angel was the malevolent God's counterpart for the world that lacked magic. Its purpose of dying was to spread the pores to the creatures that lack the ability to create their own magic. Thus, creating a different mind appeared as the magic has its own will. The Malevolent God was pleased with the action that the humans in this world were able to kill the doppelganger and spread its pores around the world, altering the course of life of two souls that were once one. Its life was not supposed to meet with the other.
Why Are My Dreams Realistic? C̸h̷a̵p̴t̸e̸r̴ 32 : S̷eraphim's World : (part 11)
[The eyes of God are looking through the entrance.] [A magic circle has been activated.] In the cage of wind that Seraphim had created, a vortex of blood had appeared outside them, submerging them with it. The cell winds that Seraphim had created were acting as a shield for them. The voices of the damned were screaming through the cell, banging and crying to let them enter. Zero witnessed it while lying in the middle of the magic circle. Seraphim reassured him by placing her hand in his hand, holding it tightly as she continued the assimilation process of creating a synthetic magic will with an unknown spell. Using the blood-drawn magic circle and the nature of the magic on the island, Seraphim utilizes all the power to create a much more potent synthetic will. The original synthetic will was created only with a usual magic circle with the power of the creator and the heart of the corrupted choice of the person. Using this method, Seraphim can create a much more advanced synthetic
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'Swoosh!' ‘Clang!’ ‘Clang! “Haa… Haa… Haa…” The mass of flesh was out of breath between the monster that constantly warps between places as it continuously attacked. The taste of temptation beneath the undying pain as the souls screamed within the torn-out pieces of flesh that act as the combined souls' bodies. 'Swoosh!' 'Click… Boom!' Repeated steps of the light that constantly swaps out of places. The Gryphon protected itself within the darkish aura it emitted between the many tentacles it created. The constant crackling of the tentacles hitting each other made an electric forefield enveloping its entire body. 'Groan!' "Thou art I, a mere mortal, to eat the forbidden fruit of life inside another. Haa… Haa…” The monster was emitting a dark air around itself, pulverizing anything near it. Its body was like a lycanthrope, but its face was like a lamprey. It cannot fully speak and can only create noises. "GIAEKK!!!" The Gryphon looks at an obscure monster resembling a hybrid of
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"Momento, replerium." The words that scream beyond the hollowed eyes of death. A blind knowledge ends up being a dead end to a world beyond saving. Power is nothing within fate that binds the natural course of existence in the world. "Sepellium, e anima corpus Christi." The body of God that was once a human was indicated in the codex of the one that holds fate. I saw it; I touched it, and it burned me until all of me became the ashes that flew with the breeze of the world. To the repeated sighs I cast when I was created in the depths of hell. It was one hell of a pain that I will never experience again. Where are my masters? Why didn't they help? Why do they need to create me even though they are much more vital? Was I only just something to be played upon, like a mini-boss character of a game they once played? I don't know anymore… …… [The crickets created a rhythmic sound into the night sky.] "Ughh…." My head hurts… What happened anyway…? Zero had woken up. His head hurts w
Why Are My Dreams Realistic? Chapter 35 : Seraphim's World : (part 14)
The voice of death echoes through you. * …… “Haa… is it time…” A soft gurgled voice echoed through my soul when I entered the dark room that was hidden behind the iron door that has now broken, frozen solid with Seraphim’s magic. I felt a chill in me as I heard a soft voice of a little boy coming out in a dark room. ‘Clang.’ [The sound of a chain being thrown by an unknown force.] Seraphim condensed the ball of flame into a small one. She pointed her index finger to where the sound was coming from so that the ball of light could move to the direction where she pointed. Slowly, the darkness that envelops the room where the truth was hidden gleamed between the corners of the room. The smell was as inviting between the bones and decayed flesh that continued to restore itself like time continued to play within the corners of the room. ‘Clank… Clank…’ [An unknown force continued to rattle the chains.] Little by little, the sound of the chains are getting louder and louder as they
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