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Summary :

The meeting between three golds and oke obsidian, in an inevitable meeting and one of a lifetime change.

"Wilby!!"

White wall decorated with a silver and golden painting that shine within the reflection of the sun from the window's within the hall.
Pattern's of vine-ish thorn with roses repeated in random spots of the wall, making it like a certain painting in a free wilted canvas.

A certain young boy, wearing a white upper shirt with a Shoulder Lace knee long pants started to run through the hall seemingly looking for a certain someone.

"Achlys??!"

Hm? What an unfamiliar name.
It's no other then [ Name ] of course, within this family some of the sibling has it's own nickname to the family, whereas they matches a certain historical moments that changes society as it is in the long past.

"Boo!" A sweet gentle voice spoke, forcing itself to sound louder to match a chaotic mood.
Tommy jumped as he snap his head behind to see his older sister who had jumped on him with a gentle smile.

Tommy of course within instinct jumped in surprise, feeling as if he's the older one then the female making sure the girl felt proud after scaring Him.
"Hwa! [ n/n ] don't jump on mwe that way" Tommy grumbled as he shook his head disapprovingly yet silently smiling.

The girl smiled brightly at her younger brother while patting his head.
Tommy felt soft feather tinggling his head as he looks up to see the pure white wings of his sister patting his head along.

"Where's wilby??" [ Name ] questioned bringing her wings back into a certain bent to make sure it stays out of the way from her walking.

Golden locks swaying together in a matching colour, Tommy made a certain face that [ Name ] finds funny quite a few times.
"Upsies sissy!" Tommy spoke, his commanding voice sounded more pleasing towards the girl.

And of course [ Name ] picked him up to her hold, now the shade of their hair collided as one as Tommy leaned towards his sister a bit more.

The loveable angel.

And that's what they entitled her as.

A free-spirited girl, that has the biggest capacity of loving, no poor or rich is left behind from her sight.
Not event the invincible nor the most tiniest being had been ignored by those beautiful rose coloured eyes.

Sharp-witted and heavily intelligent.

The kind of person people would call.. A ' Female Lead '.

|| POV'S ||

Technoblade stopped under the painting, nestled between vases of irises. ' oh ' he thought. That's why. It wasn't hubris making this kingdom think they were protected from everything. It was their king.

Rendered in paint and shadow, he looked just as Technoblade remembered, the years leaving no mark on his immortal face. He was standing behind a modest throne, his hand laid gently on the shoulder of a dark-haired woman that must be his queen. In the queen's arms was a golden-haired toddler, sleeping peacefully. On the floor by her feet, with his legs crossed under him, was another child, older, with a gold circlet nestled in his brown curls, and then.. There's a young girl that sat beside the older boy, seemingly looking like a small kid, with golden wavy hair and bright pink eyes, golden trinkets decorating her wavy golden curls.