Chapter 77A Fatal ReliefCarter's POV:
"Run ...!" Lylan shouted.
"Why run? But we can escape through this portal?" suggested Lyzzan.
Shaking with trepdiation, we did nothing but enter the portal one by one. I was the last to enter. I was waiting for the crystal to hit on my Grimoire.
Since it was a crystal I got from Gwendala, no doubt this crytal shard is important and I can't leave it all stuck on the stone golem's forehead. I have a strong feeling I might still use this in the future so I waited for it.
"Carter! What are you waiting for?! The place is crumbling! You have to hurry! And I can't keep my portal open for long! I'm almost at my limit!" Lyzzan shouted
Chapter 78The Final Chapter: Everything you see ain't always what it seemsCarter's POV: The stranger slowly walked towards my direction and pointed his index finger with his long sharp nail on my chest while saying "Who are you beings, you mean? Young one. Let me just remind you, we are not from Earth." I just looked at the old man's long nails and at my chest, A little faint of spark suddenly appeared from my chest. I felt a little tingles. Something was forming and activating from my chest.A hollographic crystal was coming out of me. I felt my chest expanding and I felt like my energies are being sucked away. I fell down on my knees, as my strength was slowly decreasing. Because of that, I just fell to the ground. I could no longer stand and get up.Just like I felt when I removed my amulet. "Your body has absorbed the powe
Chapter 79Epilogue (1): A New BegginingCarter's POV: "Sometimes what is real is something that you cannot see" A sentence I saw written in front of the door.Come to think of it, I agree with this.Like the air for instance, we can neither see nor touch it, but it is real and it exists. I was just about to walk in the room. I held the doorknob and turned it. But I was surprised that there was a person behind it who was going to do the same thing. "Mr. Wister? What a surprise! A morning bird getting ready for school, don't you think?" Remember the time he asked me what sort of powers I wanted? Yes, that's him.His name is Mr. Rubians, and he teaches literature and mythology. I wasn't supposed to think about it any more, but I remembered that memory that
Chapter 80Epilogue (2): ArganosSomeone's POV: "Have you seen Azerin?" I spoke in a demanding tone, as far as I am concerened, I couldn't find him anywhere at the Ministry, since right after the chaos and madness of Peculiars getting in mind control of somewhat sort a parasite that turns them into zombies and invoking themselves to use their powers out of their control. I tried so search for him and yet I rushed to meet Gwendala here at the site, on what she had told me to where I can meet her. She wasn't at her hut. But she had already forseen the future that I will pay visit. I still am not yet quite in use to this female voice of mine - or more so perhaps Anastella's voice. But I have no choice as I am using her body to fulfill my task, and that is to ful
Chapter 01 Caught up in a Nightmare Carter's POV: "Azerin... Azerin... Azerin..." Strange voices from unknown creatures were calling out to me, whispering to me. Everything was dark and blurry, not even seeing a glimpse of their faces as though they were without form, but only their very existence surrounded me. Suddenly, a flash of light focused on my face from above as those evil creatures out of the light tried to approach me. My heart was pounding loudly, and I wanted to scream, but my lip was frozen, and something was holding my mouth shut. I suddenly became aware that I was lying on a rough, flat surface. I also felt that my body was paralyzed and that my eyes were the only organ I could move to this dark and lurking place. I didn't have a clue where I was. "Azerin... Azerin... Azerin..." As they keep c
Chapter 02 Welcome to Meverly! Carter's POV: "I told you, Carter, this is a shortcut!" Auselle, my Step-Mom's voice rose upward as if she was singing with a constant tone added with a hum as she happily gave out her statement, glancing back to assure herself that we were listening. You heard me loud and clear. She is not my real mother. And that is to say... Yes. You probably figured that out. A newborn orphan, a homeless child who looked like a sheepskin, lying in a warm basket, covering my fragile, bare, pinkish skin with large banana leaves. By the time I was nine, my mother had already enlightened me and told me about my unknown past. She found me outside their house. She felt bad seeing me at the time, so she had no choice but to embrace me. And yet here I stand, Living my life to this day! What about Ri
Chapter 03Wellhouse and The Enchanted GardenCarter's POV:"From now on, we'll stay here." said Mother.Sandra was thrilled to hear it. Since it was also our first time living in the manor.But as for me? Believe me. I'm exactly the other way around"Why here, mother?" Isn't this manor house too big for a family like ours? I mean, since it's just the four of us!" I objected, and I made my complaint as an implicit suggestion."I know. Aren't you even excited to live and roam through this beautiful home that I inherited from my great-great-grandmother?"As I gaze around, I can say that it was wide and spacious even though there were a lot of old items and sentimental objects that occupied the interior space of the room. I still didn't know why mom made the decision to move here.The place did not satisfy my taste, even though it had all the good characteristics and q
Chapter 04The Long Lost Key of LincolnCarter's POV: The galvanized iron roof was already chipped; mosses were growing on the paved walls. The bell was suspended under iron, and the pigments of its outer convex surface were rusted and withered. Even the old rope appeared severed and worn. I attempted to look into the well. It seemed deep, as the walls of the concave interior paving stones that advanced towards the end were enveloped in darkness. "Hello?" That was a dumb idea of me calling for someone in the well. My voice rang out. I could hear my voice bounce out of a deep well. I took one cent out of my pocket and threw it into the well. I expected to hear a coin fall on the water or on the ground, but it did not. Weird. How far is this thing headed? I- "Hmm, looks like you're having some fun..." My heart almost dropped as I heard someone talking from behind. I gasped. "Lincoln, You scared me! I thought I would fall into that pit out of fear! Jeez..." "I am sorry. I had no
Chapter 05The Getaway HousekeeperCarter's POV:"I just found this key in the woods," Ricky asserted when Auselle undressed him."But it appears odd, as a partial half of it is missing." He added, but his voice was mutilated by the turned dress he was bred to remove. As soon as she got Ricky's clothes, she went to the laundry and put the stained clothes on the basket.It might be better for me to keep this key temporarily! You never know what this key might open." His way of speaking was tainted with intention.He then placed the key in his side pocket and left Ricky, Sandra and Carter uncertain.Lincoln, without a flaw, graciously turned his back around, but before he even dared to walk out and flee, I pulled his arm to rotate his body back to face us."Hey!" I halted Lincoln."You cannot take what my brother had-" I