Cassandra knew she was destined for greatness, but she did not expect this...
Ever since Varian disappeared in the night of the blizzard, Cassandra has been eager to impress her father more than ever, hoping that one day, he'll let her find him... A...
Several months later after the expo, the island of Corona is currently a fantasy snow world, with snow dropping from the sky slowly.
In Old Corona, the black rocks were spreading quicker and quicker, destroying the village and its homes slowly but surely. Varian was in his lab, working on a solution for the mysterious black rocks with his trusted raccoon, Ruddiger.
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"Never give up, Ruddiger. So, our last formula didn't deliver quite the reaction we'd hoped," Varian mumbled to Ruddiger, mixing some chemicals together in a flask, watching the chemicals mix before looking at Ruddiger with a grin. "So, what? The important thing is we got a reaction..."
He walked infront of the black rocks, ready to pour the formula on the exterior until...
"Son," A voice spoke behind him so suddenly, making him jump before fumbling with the flask on his hands and instantly dropping it, shattering the glass and the formula spilling to the ground. "I just want to--"
"Oh! Oh... oh, no..." Varian mumbled to himself, quickly stepping away from the spilt liquid.
Quirin saw the rocks behind Varian and scowled immediately. "Varian, I told you to stay away from these rocks!"
Varian looked down, gulping. "Um, yeah, okay. I-I know what you said, but--"
"Then there should be no misunderstanding!" Quirin demanded, his voice getting louder with each passing moment as he grabs Varian's shoulder and gently pushes him away from the rocks. "Now, listen to me. You--"
"No!" Varian snapped, shoving his dad away. "No, you listen to me, Dad. Our village is dying! You think running away from the problem is gonna fix it? No! These rocks aren't going away!"
"I know, Varian, but--" Quirin began, but got quickly cut off by Varian speaking, his voice getting louder, too.
"But nothing, Dad!" Varian insisted. "These rocks pose a large threat to our home! The kingdom! I tried to come up a solution to get these rocks intact, but you insisted in bursting in my room without knocking, and now look at this mess!" Varian gestured to the spilt liquid before grabbing a mop.
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