Chapter 1: The Faerie

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Dominique Odette roamed her sight at the foul stench that reeks through the edge of the town they escaped. The sign board creaked and is left hanging at its only remaining hinges.

"So long, Berkshire."

She scoffed. "You make it sound like it's a bad thing leaving."

He returned a scorn. "A bad thing? Nonsense, it's safe to say that I'm reminiscing the bad old days in this small town."

Right. He's not wrong. Just like the day when they realized that they only have each other's back to lean on. Dominique groaned in frustration while taking off the small branch that got stuck on her unruly raven hair, the white highlights making the sight peculiar.

Domino only patted it harshly to annoy his sister more. They weren't siblings, until they decided to be. Lonely creatures wandering around until they found each other's warmth, with that crow...

"Here it is. Once we cross the border, we're no longer in this land. We're finally leaving Mórdoom to continue- Hold on, what's that commotion?"

The border of the continent of Lilith Grove. Mórdoom and Valistia, leaving the end of the trail of Berkshire will led to the other side of the continent. Valistia. The land of mythical beings or creatures, ruled by two Kings. As what piqued the sibling's interest, they were told that diversity matters in this Kingdom... And that's what they all ever wanted.

"My wings! Help!"

Their attention was drawn at the sight of a troll in rage while stomping every trees on its way. Just when it sprinted and crossed the bridge of the border coming to Valistia, a gleaming light reflected through its greedy eyes.

"Disgusting," Domino spatted while aiming his angle.

"Oh brother."

Dominique only managed to watch his brother getting triggered at the scene. Forming his hands into a fist, he snapped it revealing his spear of lux. The troll was massive, filled with dirt, and greed in his orbs. It cornered the poor faerie, aiming for the wings, but little did it know, Domino appeared right before its eyes, protecting the faerie, while chanting an unknown spell.

"Aris verte."

He skilfully wrote runes in the air swiftly that no one can catch, the next thing they knew, the troll lit up in such brightness as it was tortured and left in ashes. It was tormented by the light.

Domino couldn't help but feel irked, he scoffed as his brows furrowed while glancing at what Dominique did, but it was replaced by a soft look when the faerie jumped and embraced him.

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