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Chapter 15: A Reckoning
You sighed pressing your hand to your forehead. Maybe it was nothing... nothing at all. Just Alastor's shadow or yours... and your frayed nerves. You where just tired... yeah... that's it... though that didn't stop you from looking around frantically, seeing nothing, but the castle hallway, that seemed endless.
Despite you trying in earnest to talk yourself out your paranoia, a shiver still slid up your back... it was a nagging feeling... one that didn't want to entirely go away...
You shook your head and took a deep breath. This castle... was so large and such a maze, you didn't know how Bastian found his way around, heck how did you in your past life?
And who knew about everything that happened here? Could have happen here?... maybe it was an energy residue? Just a phantom?... you shook your head and continued down the hallway, catching up to your group.
It didn't seem like such a long way to go before you were in front of your bedroom. The doors mimicked your sister's, though the hallway to your room seemed like an older section of the castle.
Despite the weird incident from before, you smiled. This was going to help, you would start to remember more and cope with your new reality better, you hoped. Bastian walked ahead of you and unlocked the ornate golden old double doors.
The room was beautiful and large. Dark Sodalite marble spanned the walls with white and gold baseboards and moldings. The floors were a large subway tile in a mix of Calacatta Gold marble with Sodalite marble interspersed in a beautiful pattern.
The room was spotless despite not being in use. The layout mimicked your sister's mostly, though all the furniture was white and black, lined in gold accent and was in a Victorian style and feel.
You stepped forward into your room in a state of awe. This used to be your bedroom?! You use to live here?! This room is huge, just like your sisters! Your grin only widen as you walked over to your bed and ran your fingers along it's luxurious black/gold/white comforter.
You let out a gasp when a intense headache took over your senses, coming on out of the blue. You groaned and pressed your hand to your forehead. Along with the headache was a sudden rush of memories pressing into your mind all at once, vying for your attention.
One such rush of memories being of you playing with your father and mother in this very room throughout your childhood. You'd only occasionally see Alabastien. He was always to busy with the kingdom. But you loved it when he would come anyway. It was always a treat.
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The Infinite (Alastor X Reader)
FanfikceHell never once crossed your mind in the entirety of your all too short life. It wasn't nor should it even be possible, right? Hell shouldn't even exist... But the hellfire crimson sky loomed over you... as did he... And the worse part of it was t...
