A story about a newly-employed private detective expecting a simple job and a simple life, but all of those expectations didn't make it into reality. A sudden turn of very unexpected events happened and....well, he'll just have to deal with it.
Joi...
"To start," she began and guided Vesgate to the victim, "The victim, the guardian of the whole Silva Utopia— Sir Amadeus Alister's soul, according to the shamans, was taken away from him. Possibly by burning it to non-existence." She gestured at the body. The body was...super thin, like, down to the bone. You can't even recognize that it was him. It kinda creeped me out. Yep, I, Samuels that is also dead, am creeped out by death. I mean, who wouldn't?
"That's....," Vesgate said, frowning a bit. "Horrible... Who could've done this?"
"C-Can I talk to you for a moment?" someone—a woman, specifically, the victims sister, asked Vesgate nervously.
"Yes, you can," he answered. "What can I do for you?"
"M-my name is Elena Alister, sister of Amadeus. I-I was h-hoping if I could tell you what I saw last night," she stuttered. She had pink hair tied in a bun and yellow eyes that showed nervousness. She was wearing an emerald-colored dress—the dress that what princesses, usually, wears.
"You saw something last night?" I asked.
"Please, tell us!" Dyne prompted.
"Well...I was walking towards the palace, when I s-saw a fight between my two brothers— Amadeus and Pyre, on this tower. I saw Pyre blasting Amadeus with a f-flame spell that made my b-brother breathless. I was so scared, that's why I couldn't tell anyone about it." she explained, stuttering and shaking in fear.
"Thank you for the information," Vesgate thanked.
"Now, where can we find this 'Pyre'?" Dyne asked. Nearly forgot she was there.
"I think he's in his home. He lives in a different place," she pondered and answered. "Be careful, though, that is because his house is surrounded by lava and fire. But do not worry, I'll cast something to help you!" She then started saying something in different language while doing some weird hand gestures. She then touched Vesgate's and Dyne's forehead, doing so, some weird light came out of her hand.
He looked at me in confusion. I shrugged, "Don't know what that is."
"It's an anti-flame spell," she explained. "It shall protect you from heat and anything that is hot and burning. Now go forth, chosen one. Bring justice to my brother's death."
"Will do, Miss Alister," he bowed and gestured me to follow.
"Buh-bye," I said while floating away. "You comin' with us Dyne?" I asked her.
"It's Chief Falwater, kid," she corrected, glaring. "And yes, I'm coming with you."
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Let's go," I said. "You okay with her comin' along?" I asked Vesgate.
That was definitely a long walk. At least we're here now.
"Wow, this place is surrounded with fire and lava," I commented. "Yet, I am not feeling any heat."
"Me too," Ms. Falwater agreed.
"Me three," Sams also agreed. "Which would make sense because I'm a zombie."
Suddenly, someone approached, more like, 'boosted by' actually as he was flying, and shouted, "Hey! What do you want from here?!" I take it that this is 'Pyre'. He had flame-like hair and flame colored eyes, giving him a serious look.
A fire-manipulating man, a magical woman, a zombie—all together in an unknown place. *Sigh* Will my life get any stranger? I could already hear the answer.... Yes, it will.
"Greetings, Mr. Pyre," I greeted while bowing. "We would like to talk to you about something."
"What would that be?" he asked, annoyed. "And how did you know my name?"
"We've heard of you in the palace," I told him. "We would like to hear what you know about the crime."
"You mean, the murder of my brother?" he asked. "I know nothing. All we did that night was fight."
"What did you fight about, if I may ask?" Ms. Falwater asked.
"That's none of your business," he answered aggressively. "Look, me and my brother do not usually get along but that does not mean I could kill him. I would never do such a thing."
"Really?" I asked. "Your sister—Elena Alister, told us that she saw you fight last night. She told us that you blasted the victim with a fire spell that left him breathless. Is that true?"
"It's true," he looked down. "However! That spell only lasts for a few seconds. That won't possibly kill him, right?"
"He's right," Ms. Falwater agreed. "Plus, the victim died of soul burning. How could he have done it?"
"Well, think about it," I said. "If the victim died because his soul was burned, then the most plausible cause might be fire, magical fire, in fact."
"I guess you're right," she nodded. "Why don't we asked if he have the power to burn souls?"
"You're right!" I told her. "Great thinking, Miss Falwater."
"Are you done with me yet? I do not have all day," he said, tapping his foot.
"Actually, one last question," I began. "Do you have the ability or power to burn souls?" __________________________________________________________ Alright! I guess that's it for now! Sorry, I haven't updated in my usual schedule(which is every two days). Sorry for any grammar error.
Also, whaddya think about my Phoenix Wright drawing? I drew it, like, four or five months ago. That explains why it's ripped. Yeah, yeah, I know... It's horrible.
Aaand! Also, what do ya think about Vesgate Lawton in the picture? It is not exactly what he looks like but...it's close enough. And in case you're wondering why he looks a bit like a girl, he's supposed to look that way. Me did it on purpose. XD. I think he's so cute!
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One last thing that I want ya to answer: Should I do a face reveal? Pls answer in the comments! Do not expect too much, though, because I look horrible.
Welp, goodbye for now! As always: Stay cool, coolsies! PEACE OUT!
