𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙵𝚘𝚞𝚛

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[𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚎] felt a small pang in his body as suddenly, his surroundings became bright, and the wall that confined him grew faint and forgotten.

[𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚎] took a few deep breaths, his tears-stained cheeks were pink, and his eyes were puffy. He slowly broke away from his curled state and sat up onto his knees.

It was then a flood of memories came back to him.

Ah, He realized. Those..dreams and nightmares were fake. He was safe.

[Prisoner Of The Golden Headband Greets You]

[Demon Like Judge Of Fire complains she wasn't able to contact you during your dreams]

[Many Constellations are concerned for your wellbeing]

[Many Constellations are curious about your past.]

"Haha, I'm okay, dear Constellations," [𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚎] chuckled, unsurprised the Constellations wanted to know about his past.

[Demon Like Judge Of Fire says you were adorable as a child]

[Secretive Plotter reluctantly agrees]

[Abyssal Black Flame Dragon scoffs]

"I missed you guys.." [𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚎] said ignoring the notifications that were touched by his comment. He stood up, taking a look around.

A scenic view greeted him.

A breathtaking scene that captured the essence of tranquility. A vast field of wildflowers stretching as far as the eye can see, a vivid tapestry of colors dancing in the gentle breeze. Each petal, delicate and vibrant, swaying like a graceful dancer, creating an ethereal symphony of beauty.

Amidst this sea of blooms, a sprawling pond glistened like liquid glass, reflecting the ever-changing sky above. Itss surface a pristine mirror, capturing the sun's golden rays and the clouds' soft cotton candy hues, as if holding the secrets of the heavens within its depths. This pond, seemingly endless in its expanse, inviting contemplation and offering a glimpse into a world of serenity.

And there, at the heart of this aquatic sanctuary, glided a majestic swan. Its feathery white plumage shimmering under the warm sunlight, creating a stark contrast against the vivid backdrop of the flowers and the tranquil pond. With every elegant movement, the swan navigated the waters with grace, leaving gentle ripples in its wake. Its noble presence adding an enchanting touch to the already magical scene, as if it were a guardian of this serene haven.

[𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚎] stepped forward. He found himself in the field of flowers, his barefeet lightly touching the grass between the coloured plants, the soft winds following him like a guide.

He took light steps, unable to control himself as he felt drawn towards the pond, his foot hovered above the pond. When he stepped forward, he found the water, though softly tickling his foot beneath was somehow solid enough for him to stand on. He reached down, attempting to cup the water, expecting it to be a struggle, but surprisingly the water ran pass his fingers like regular water.

He looked up to find the swan infront him.

It beckoned him forward with it's neck, he reached forward as instructed, lightly stroking the large swan's head. He closed his eyes for a moment, his own forehead lightly pressed onto the swan's head.

Something told him to let his worries fly free. So he did.

[Sub Scenario Complete 'So Much In So Little Time' Complete!]

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