Alethea is a kind-hearted girl carrying the weight of the Magic Dimension on her shoulders. Read as she tries to find her place in a world full of chaos, while she herself is anything but. Adjusting to a life filled with danger when all she wants is...
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Alethea's POV:
"I won't allow it. I simply won't," Miss Faragonda declared, her expression stern. "The Underrealm is dangerous enough, but going to Shadow Haunt is out of the question."
We had expected this, given that she was the Headmistress and responsible for our safety, but still, we hoped for a different outcome.
"Remember, we are the ones that went to Domino," Stella retorted, her tone firm, trying to sway Miss Faragonda. "We faced down those snow abominations!"
"We gained a lot of fighting experience too," I added quietly, my voice steady but soft. "You know, when we saved the whole Magic Dimension from the Witches."
"That experience will do little good, Alethea," Miss Faragonda countered, making me frown. "The Underrealm is very different. It is far worse than anything you have ever encountered."
"So?" Stella huffed, impatience and annoyance clear in her eyes. "It'll be a challenge, but we can do it, Miss Faragonda. Just give us a chance."
Faragonda shook her head, and I sighed. "I'm sorry, girls. I love confidence in my students, but it doesn't matter how confident you are. Your powers likely won't even work in Shadow Haunt. That's just the way it is."
"With all due respect, no realm is going to cramp my powers," Musa said, looking almost offended.
"The problem is that it's not up to you," Miss Faragonda sighed, clearly getting fed up with us. "The Underrealm acts on its own in ways that are both dark and unpredictable."
"But we have to go!" I protested softly, my voice rising in urgency. "The Pixies need us. Don't you think the Pixies were taken for a reason? Either way, the danger is soon to come, and the only thing we can—no, should do—is to take precautions."
"Try to understand," Faragonda said, holding her ground as she glanced at me before beginning to walk away. "Shadow Haunt is so dark that even as a doctoral student, I couldn't go without passing a survival test that most of my classmates failed. You wouldn't want to take that test."
We exchanged glances, determination and slight anger dancing in our eyes. We silently made our decision and went after her.
"Miss Faragonda, wait up!" Bloom called out as we followed her down the hall, our footsteps echoing.
"We want to take the test," I stated firmly, standing my ground.
"We'll find another way to get the Pixies back," Faragonda gruffly responded, not turning to face us.
"...This isn't the way," I muttered softly before stepping in front of her to stop her from walking away. "Please let us take the test."
Flora nodded in agreement and joined my side. "Yeah, if we fail, then we'll back off."
