After about 15 minutes of descending Aphelion realized this wasn't working and the stairwell was as long as it looked.
They swung into a room, it was a sort of office of sorts. They hid, noticing the owner.
The owner of the office was a male, corrupted cactus-shape, dressed fairly averagely.
It was about now that sirens had begun wailing; to signal their disappearance. They could imagine that rumors—specifically something like Aphelion being here—Would spread like wildfire here; thus they would have a whole army to hide from.
Just a reminder that they weren't supposed to be here.
This world wasn't theirs; not anymore.
They try to dash out the door, but they are spotted by the cactus. The cactus tries to block the door and call for someone.
So in a moment of sudden shock and not wanting to be here...
They dash up, plunging the dagger into the side of the shape's throat. Aphelion's breathing quickens as the body of a dying shape falls onto the ground. Blood coats their hands, boots, and dagger as they stand there, perfectly still for just a moment.
They injured in the name of their people;
But they didn't kill. That would make them no different than the rose-hued shapes they fought.
But here was a shape, most likely dead at their feet.
Why did it feel... so very liberating?
They shake off the feeling as they grab a coat that would be large enough to cover their body, tiny wings and head. They pull it over them and wipe off the blade on the coat; still white-knuckle gripping the dagger.
They finally walk out the door.
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Cube walks too the center of town solemnly.
"Right... Right... Go ask Solario."
"Why didn't I think of that?" They get nervous.
Solario was the town's, Pyua, patron deity. It ruled the town with an iron fist; not unlike the other deities. Cube walked into a town-hall library like building. it was deep blue and black inside; with rows upon rows of books. in the center is a empty space, circular with glowing, magical looking constellations on the glass floor and roof. in the center stood Solario; a tall, sun-shape with gold and white clothing. long cape, epaulettes, long, straight cut and cuffed pants, a coat and heeled boots.
Cube walks up to it with feigned confidence.
"Where is Aphelion. Where is my child." They say.
"I know you've noticed that they're gone. Where. Are. They."
Solario looks down, face stern and stoic. "First of all, watch your tone with me. You are in the presence of Paradise's highest ranks." Cube swallows their pride.
It turns around, pulling out a large and magical looking book from a high up shelf.
The Atlas of Paradise; a long, account of history; constantly being written as long as time ticks on. It accounts every detail; good and bad. Nothing escaped it's words.
Solario flips to the back of the book and searches for any mention of the lost hero.
"Rest assured they are alive but unwell; hidden away in the catacombs of King Cygnus "Blix"-'s tower. They have done things and learned things they have remorse for; but they are alive. What happened to them will leaves it's scars and marks, however."
Cube's heart drops. Blix? Really?
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