"Whichever timeline or branch of this universe, the warm and soothing radiance will appear to bring new colors of life and hope."
There are despairs and cries of sadness, then darkness.
Mary wakes up and finds herself inside a casket and in a chao...
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Late at night at Savanaclaw Dorm, Leona sat on his high-backed chair with a narrowed grave expression, his forest green eyes staring at the bonfire still lit where he and his peers were circled around to.
"Is the preparation done, Ruggie?" Leona asked.
The vice dorm leader and second-year Savanaclaw Ruggie Bucchi gave him a grin. "Yessir! All good and ready for deployment tomorrow!" He added a thumbs up and snickered.
This night marked the start of a plan to show Night Raven College what Savanaclaw members could do. Each one understood and followed their leader, Leona .No they wouldn't allow themselves to be always second to Diasomnia.
"Magift Tournament is going to be ours, we will dominate it." Leona declared to the rest, a sharp glint in those forest green eyes. "No matter what it takes."
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It was 4 in the morning.
"Why the heck are you awake at 4 in the morning?!" Grim was not in the right head space yet to deal with Mary's randomness or whatever impulsive thoughts flooding her airheadedness.
But here she was already up at freaking 4 AM.
Even the dorm ghosts were snoozing off to dreamland whilst floating.
Meanwhile here was Mary garbed in a long-sleeved forest green dress, putting a pink coat over her shoulder—it was the one with a hood and made of quality material. Grim didn't know what the shade of pink specifically called because he never listened when Professor Crewel explained the background behind the clothes he got for Mary.
Grim was scratching his ear, sitting up in bed. "Mary, where are you going?"
After finishing the remodeling, polishing and decorating Ramshackle Dormitory, they decided on sharing the biggest room on the first floor; it had two beds anyway and Grim would easily be alerted in case of emergency.
But this didn't look like needing urgency.
"I will go to the woods and find some flowers to pick, I asked our Plants and Flowers professor, they said there are these rare glowing flowers in the surrounding woods of NRC that can grow even after getting picked and replanted again!" Mary shared, too delightful and cheery in an hour that no sun was rising yet. She did a subtle swaying movements, looking herself in front of the tall mirror in the dim room. "I want our dorm front garden to appear pleasing in the eyes, Grim!"
This was so ridiculous, no other word Grim could find to describe how it made him feel or if there was a superlative for it, yeah. The grogginess was not wearing off and his body protested against getting up, his eyelids still felt heavy and wanted to go back to closing again.
The sudden change in how Riddle interacted with her was the root source of this excessive energy.
Grim deadpanned, "Mary, I'm still sleepy, can you make sure to return here before our prep time? And don't get yourself in any trouble you won't know how to solve--"
