Revival

The Ring

  Hey guys I woke up and saw Revival has 2k reads. I'd like to say thanks to you guys reading this. It makes me happy to know that people still read my stuff. I want to reveal where to google the other art that I don't claim as mine like the one above ↑

  To get the art simply go on google or bing. Realize that you are already on the site rage for a few minutes. Then type in Purple in the search bar. And bam, pictures with the color purple. I also recently read The Color Purple by Alice Walker and it was interesting. I am now reading Not Even Bones by Rebecca Schaeffer because I read the webtoon. So if I don't update frequently it is because one I am reading the stuff people who vote for my stories write, getting acquainted with the 150+ books in my library (don't know how I manage) or sleeping my life away and playing Minecraft on the new server I am opening I have a book on it. (#ShamelessandIknowit)

  Anyhoo. Enjoy. I plan on making this long so you have a lot to read.

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  I turn over in bed because when I woke up Cross was wrapped around my body like a child having a sideways piggyback ride with a teddy bear. I shiver a bit until I I finally manage to trick myself that Cross isn't going to hurt me. But the arms around me is suffocating so I shrivel from his grasp and pussyfoot down the unexplored hallways after throwing my on my robe and slipping my feet into my flip flops.

  When we first entered the hallway we didn't see the corridors to the left or the right. So when I exited I turned right, taking the left corridor.

  The hallway from the left corridor is made from black crystals and led to a small garden not as big as the one that I can see from our room. But a small flower garden where my children were spending their free time. I walked in and saw something on the wall. When I walked close I saw that there was a tower with a window high up.

  Vines coiled upwards I stepped on the step and the step moved up like a swirling elevator to the window.

  I put my hands to the window to see through. but it was no use because it was dusty, foggy and had some strange mist inside the room making the window caked with white cobwebs.

  Putting my hands to the frame I used my strings to feel on the inside of the room to see if it is locked. It wasn't thankfully. I pulled the windows to me which revealed the dark dusty room.

  The wooden floors were grey and chipped only to collect cobwebs. And the wine colored walls with white swirls or what looks like swirls and has black trim suffered as well. A medium sized chandelier hung in the center of the room over a grey couch that has a silver blanket draped over it and is on a wine colored rug that is fading into a dusty, pale mauve color.

  In the center of the room there is a black gothic style desk and a black throne facing away from the desk.

  Curious I swivel the chair around.

  "Ah!!" I fell onto my butt bone.

  I thought I saw a dead decaying human body but reality it was a skeleton that looked like me.

  "Nice to meet you too." He says sarcastically.

  "Who are you?"

  "I should be asking you that question." He tells me.

  "I am Error, destroyer of AU's." I say, "Now who are you?"

  "Easy on the barbarian titles. I am EP, and since we are doing the title thing, youngest prince of the Imperial Empire, leader of the Imperial Forces and second in command of the military. Second son of the great Emperor Error Cerbeus and your older brother by 400 years even through all three of us came out of the same womb at the same time."