Time passed and we moved on from the odd occurrence of my father flying over the castle covered in blood. It wasn't long before I turned 11 and my uncle and father were sure to rush me into beginning what they called "preparing". They began to lecture me about the occurrences of our past and the crazy ancestors I was supposedly related to.
Later in my 12th year of living in this miraculous world they began to teach me different kicks and punches until I mastered the basics of three different fighting styles. They continued to teach me about my history and started to show me how to use common technology and gadgets.
Eventually my 13th birthday rolled around and we learned different techniques. We continued like this while I was 14 and eventually I was greeted by 15...
"How's it going today Harmonia?" my uncle questions as he saunters into the room. "Good." "really?" I don't reply but a strange anger builds up inside me as I begin to punch the punching bag harder until purple sparks fly around me and a weird ball of violet energy gathers around my fists before exploding. Blasting me back into the far wall of the gymnasium. My uncle dashes in my direction, a look of fear and distress covering his face. I stare at the floor. "What was that!" my mind yells at me, throwing questions in every direction. My uncle doesn't even help me up from the floor, he just stares at me before running in the direction of the door...
Later that day... I continue to train while my mind makes up silly reasons for what happened earlier. I begin sparring with a guard, emotions build up in me once more as purple ribbon-like strands form around me. So focused on beating up the poor guard I fail to notice. The guard pushes past me and runs from the room in fear. As I fall I pass through the floor beyond the reality I belong in. I see the people from the past alive and well giving me the inner sense of peace I lacked. I watch as others live their lives in places I don't recognise. I continue to fall until I am back on the floor of the gymnasium. Part of me was happy I saw what I had seen and the other panicked at the surreality of it all.
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I am The Daughter Of The Dragon King
FantasíaAfter she dies she is reincarnated as a princess in which she begins her journey of discovery and acceptance while she faces her past life as well as the one ahead of her.
