Tbate-The Reincarnates

SS-Vitch Milizé: The reunion with old friends

From Vitch's point of view

"Welcome Miss Melizé." The knight guarding the entrance to the Hall of the Dead greeted me as he knelt, he stretched out his hands and with a faint purple glow a sword materialized in his hand.

"Thanks." I spoke while holding the sword that was proof that I was worthy of entering the hall in front of me.

The hall of the dead was something created by Marvus, so that we can rest after our death, only the most noble and fearless warriors are allowed to enter here.

The guard got up and opened the door behind him as the door opened allowing me to enter.

As soon as I walked through the door I was teleported to the top of a mountain full of trees that reminded me of cherry blossoms. The familiar trees were full of flowers, with bright pink petals that seemed to dance as they floated to the ground.

I kept the sword in my dimensional storage.

Deep in my vision was the hall of the dead the place where one would rest eternally, or until my something was summoned to the physical world again.

The imposing Castle in front of me seemed to have been born from the earth itself, for there were no signs or indications that it had been cut or shaped. Sophisticated designs and runes made from what looked like precious minerals covered castle walls that stood tall enough to be seen for miles around. The trees bent and curled into arches to create a hallway that led to the entrance at the top of a bridge, glowing in a variety of translucent colors.

It took a lot of effort to set eyes on the castle – the bridge that reflected the colors of the rainbow blocked the view.

Taking a deep breath, I began to walk across the vibrant bridge that stretched in front of me leading to another mountain from which the castle looked as if it had been carved. Evidently, the mountain was quite high as clouds covered everything under the bridge, with two mountain peaks that stood out like two islands in an ocean of hazy white.

The monstrous castle doors were proportionately terrifying. They were tall enough that giants could easily pass through them.

As I left the bridge and entered the castle, a familiar stilling sensation washed over me, I was finally home.

The time I spent with Lancelot and Fluger at Castle Opheans in the reliquitombs was a lot of fun and exciting, but nothing compared to being at home.

The interior of the castle did not disappoint as it was just as well crafted as the exterior. The ceilings were unnecessarily high, with arches that looked like they had been carved into the mountain. The walls themselves were decorated with details, as if telling a story. Still, considering the size of the castle, it was eerily silent.

I stopped walking as soon as I arrived in front of the door that gave access to the great hall, I grabbed the door handles and opened it.

With a loud crash, the imposing door swung open, revealing the Great Hall... and looking straight at me, seated on a throne was Marvus.

Marvus' appearance starts with his chocolate brown hair, which is very straight; we can say that its size is medium, with its tips going to each side in a disordered way, in the front reaching the nose and on the side going until after the ears, in addition, it also has blue eyes of a very light tone, totally matching with his face with a carefree image that he does all the time.

"We were waiting for you old friend." Marvus spoke as he stood up, his voice soft but sharp as a knife, in a way that was both gentle and commanding.

Figures of all ages and sizes stared at me.