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:
"What could possibly be so important that they had to wake us up in the middle of the night and interrupt my beautiful dream?" Stella whined, her voice echoing faintly down the quiet halls as we made our way to Miss Faragonda's office.
"Maybe it's something really important, Stella," I replied gently, glancing at her with a soft smile.
She let out a dreamy sigh, her irritation fading slightly. "Well, it better be. I was in the middle of the most beautiful dream. Brandon had wings, and we were flying together to this stunning mansion he just bought for us."
Musa chimed in, her voice cutting through the stillness with a hint of excitement. "I had a dream about a mansion too! But mine was turned into the most incredible, state-of-the-art recording studio. It was like stepping into a musician's paradise!"
I couldn't help but laugh lightly, the sound blending with my friends' laughter, though the moment faded as we reached Miss Faragonda's office and stepped inside.
"No, that can't be true!" Aisha's panicked voice shattered the brief levity.
I moved closer to her, concern tightening my chest as I placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. "Aisha, what's wrong?"
Tears spilled freely down her cheeks, her voice trembling as she spoke. "Tides is going to be destroyed," she sobbed. "Unless... unless I can figure out a way to close the Omega portal."
A heavy silence settled over the room.
"Which would be nearly impossible to accomplish," Miss Faragonda said solemnly, her gaze sharp but sympathetic.
"What if we all worked together?" Stella suggested, her tone uncharacteristically serious.
I nodded firmly, determination coursing through me. "Then we might actually have a chance."
"Please, Miss Faragonda," Tecna implored, her analytical mind already at work. "Let us try."
Faragonda hesitated but finally nodded, her expression one of cautious resolve. "Alright, girls. But remember—be very careful. If it doesn't work, you must get out of there before the realm hits the point of no return."
With her warning ringing in our ears, we hurried back to our dorms. Tecna was already at work, her fingers flying over her tablet as she calibrated a portal.
"I'm almost there..." Tecna muttered, focused entirely on her task. Moments later, a swirling portal materialized before us, its energy radiating in waves that made my head spin slightly.
"Okay, girls," Tecna said with a small, triumphant smile. "The Interdimensional Express is now accepting passengers!"
"You're amazing, Tecna!" Aisha said, her gratitude shining as she stepped into the portal first. The rest of us followed closely behind.
