𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦 - 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘱𝘯

𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘟𝘓

𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐂

𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 (𝟏/𝟔)

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: I've aged the characters up in this story. To clarify, they were 13 during the events at GraceField, but now they're 15 nearing 16. This should clear up any age-related confusion as we move forward.
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Norman woke with a start, disoriented and confused for a moment as he tried to gather his bearings. It took him a moment to remember, and then the previous night's events came flooding back. He and you had...well...it had been... once again, his teenage hormonal needs took over. 

He sat up, running a hand through his messy hair as he groaned softly. He glanced over at the other side of the bed, where you still slept. He couldn't help but smile at the sight of you, your hair tangled and messy, your body bare and exposed. You looked so soft, so vulnerable, so achingly beautiful.

So, he settled for just watching you, his eyes roving over your body, taking in every little detail. The way your hair fell across your face, the gentle rise and fall of your chest as you breathed, the curve of your hip where it disappeared under the sheet.

With reluctance, he slowly tore his gaze away from you, the weight of his responsibilities settling heavy on his shoulders. Though he wanted to remain by your side, watching over you as you slept, there are other things that demanded his attention.

The annihilation of the demon race was a duty he couldn't postpone, no matter how much he wanted to stay with you.

Had to take this opportunity while you're gone to finally proceed with his plans.

To end this nightmare once and for all.

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"Y/n, you're finally back!" Emma exclaims, her bright smile illuminating her face as she hurries towards you, her arms open wide in a warm embrace.

She wraps you in a tight hug, taking you by surprise, and holds you for a moment before pulling back to study your face. "We were all so worried when we heard what happened - you really worried us!" she says, her voice tinged with concern.

Just then, Ray approaches, his expression stern, his arms crossed over his chest. "You're so impulsive." he chides, his tone firm.

You roll your eyes, feeling a familiar sense of exasperation. "Spare me the lecture, Ray. I've already had Norman chewing me out yesterday - I don't need another scolding today."

Emma's gaze softens, her eyes filling with a warm, gentle light. She takes a step closer, her voice soft and gentle. "Whatever you did, it was necessary, wasn't it?" she asks, her tone infused with compassion and understanding.

Emma, she's always accepted you for who you are, without judgment.

You nod, feeling a sense of relief wash over you. Emma's expression mirrors yours, her face reflecting a soft, empathetic smile. "I'm just happy that you're safe." she says, her voice filled with sincerity. "We've been worried sick about you." She reaches out, her hand brushing against yours, offering a comforting touch.

You nod again, feeling a sense of gratitude towards her. "I know, and I'm sorry but I'm here now. Whatever you need me to do, I'll do it." you say, your voice filled with conviction.

Ray huffs slightly. "You know, Norman was less than thrilled when we mentioned bringing you along," he says, his voice tinged with a hint of warning. "He's still got his reservations about you."

Emma's gaze never wavers from yours, her expression unwavering in its support. She gives your hand a gentle squeeze before releasing it. "But we convinced him anyways. Don't worry."

Your eyes dart back and forth between Emma and Ray. "So, this means we're heading to the Seven Walls, doesn't it?" you ask.

Emma nods, her expression turning a bit serious. "We're going to explain everything to you. Everything you need to know before we go."

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Golden water... moon... Vida.

With everything in place, you kneeled poised and ready to begin. Your hand tightens around the knife, its weight reassuring in your grasp. You gaze down at your open palm, your eyes fixed intently on the spot where the blade will soon make its mark.

In silence, you await the signal to proceed, your body tense. The air is thick with expectation as you wait for Emma or Ray to give the nod to start.

In a synchronized motion, the three of you make a incision in the palm of your hands, the knife slicing through skin with a swift, stinging pain. You flinch, but your gaze remains fixed on the wound as your blood begins to flow.

Together, you raise your hands above the jar of golden water, letting the crimson droplets fall into its shimmering surface. The blood trickles down, merging with the liquid, creating a mesmerizing pattern of red and gold.

The three of you take hold of the Vida and gently place it into the golden water. Your eyes are transfixed on the white petals, which begin to stir and unfurl as they absorb the droplets of blood.

The petals slowly transform, their pure white hue giving way to a deep, rich crimson, as if infused with the essence of life itself.

The sight is always unsettling.

Emma's face lights up with a smile as she turns to face the gathering of our loved ones watching from afar. "Well the , we're off!" she exclaims.

The three of you grasp the Vida, and suddenly, a strange, tingling sensation washes over you, as if the very fabric of reality is shifting.

You glance around, taking in the familiar sights of the forest, yet sensing a difference. The trees, the plants, the air itself seems altered, as if you've stepped into a parallel world.

Your gaze falls upon a massive door standing sentinel to your right, its presence both intriguing and unsettling.

Emma's voice is barely above a whisper as she observes our surroundings. "It's true... everyone really has vanished."

You and Ray nod in unison, your voices low. "Yeah."

With shared curiosity, the three of you draw nearer to the door, its surface adorned with mysterious script that you can decipher.

But Emma could. She steps forward, her hand reaching out to touch the door's surface. Her fingers trail across the intricate carvings, feeling the subtle grooves and textures.

"If you continue past this point, you will not be able to turn back. If you wish to turn back, you must open this door from the opposite side.
Welcome to the entrance."

This is it. This is finally it.

"Bring it on!" Emma places a firm hands on the door, pushing them open to reveal what lies ahead.