Maia: Has a hundred years passed already?
Azran: What?
Maia: If I'm human again, it must be.
Esther: Human?
Maia: Who are you people?
Azran: Who are you?
Maia: The former queen of Egypt, Maia.
Azran: [Eyes widen with shock]
Time passed, and Maia had explained her story to Azran and his team. Unfortunately, Azran slept through it, and he's snoring. Esther punched him to wake him up.
Azran: Huh? What happened?
Esther: You're so insensitive.
Azran: Look, before you go on and hit me, I was listening to everything. I wasn't interested, really.
Maia: "Interested?"
Azran: Three days, that's all you have to go back to Egypt, break the curse, and get your kingdom. Honestly, I would've done it in just one night. You're pathetic.
Maia: [Gasps]
Azran: [Yawns] Anyway, I'm off to sleep, I'm tired.
He got up and climbed on a tree to sleep on the tree branch.
Maia: What's wrong with him?
Karin: Azran is just like that, don't mind him.
Tanya: What are you planning on doing?
Maia: Just enjoy the three days and... wait till I turn again.
Karin: Aren't you willing to fight for your world, your people, and yourself?
Maia: There's no point in fighting, 600 years ago, I attempted to infiltrate the kingdom to get my throne back and break the curse, but... I wasn't strong enough, and I couldn't even see Khafre.
Esther: 600 years? He must be dead by now.
Maia: After my curse and fall from the throne, I heard Khafre was granted a wish to be immortal and rule Egypt forever.
Esther: [Dismal expression] And they left you alone to live your immortality cursed. It's so sad.
Maia: It's okay.
Esther approached Azran, who was still lounging on the tree branch, his eyes closed.
Esther: Azran, wake up. [Her voice gentle but insistent]
Azran groggily opened one eye, then the other. "
Azran: What now?
"I want to talk to you about Maia," Esther said, her expression serious.
Azran: [Sighed, sitting up] What about her?
"We should help her," Esther said, her eyes sparkling with conviction.
Azran raised an eyebrow.
Azran: Why?
Esther: Because she's been cursed for centuries, and she deserves a chance to break free.
Azran: Not our problem.
Esther's face fell, but she persisted.
Esther: Think about it, Azran. We've been wandering these lands for years, taking on odd jobs and living day to day. This could be our chance to make a real difference.
Azran's expression remained skeptical.
Azran: And what's in it for us?
Esther's smile faltered, but she pressed on.
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The Fallen Fantasy: The First Arc (Non-Canon)
FantasyIn a world of darkness, an 8-year-old fallen angel boy is driven by loyalty to his father. Trained to fight and kill, he's sent to vanquish the 7 demon lords. But when he meets a 9-year-old boy, they form an unbreakable bond, becoming brothers in ar...
