Oracle

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Orianna's P.O.V.

I managed to make my way back to where I was staying whilst I was here, on Earth. I felt really terrible that I had to give up Fortune Tune, but I did agree to the terms. After all, I set them. After I closed the door, I stumbled into the main room and collapsed on the bed that was there. I... need rest.

I fell asleep not long after that, not having moved from my awkward position on the bed.


Oracle's P.O.V.

I found myself in the same room that I was in not long ago. Except, it wasn't a vision. It wasn't a dream either. I looked at my arms, and turned to look into the mirror. I had a complete make over. I didn't even look human any more. My hair was still the same, but the rest of me had changed. My skin was a amethyst purple, and my skirt was in three parts with blue edging. I also had what looked like half an eye on my chest. An ice blue mask covered one half of my face and there was a darker purple shape surrounding my other eye. I had shoulder pads on as well. But when I took a closer look at my face I realised I had no nose! And no mouth! AHH! I guess I don't need to breathe any more. I think...

A knock at the window brought me out of my thoughts.

"Oracle, are you there?" It wasn't Merag this time. It was a male, who was pretty much all grey, with the occasional blue.

"Yes Dumon?"

"Are you all right? The last two times I was here, you didn't answer me." Dumon sounded worried.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I was looking for Nasch. Your orders, remember?"

"I remember. How did you get past your Guardians?" He sounded surprised.

"No. Let's just say... I have other methods. They are just very tiring, so even an easy duel is tiring." I even sounded tired.

"I can tell. Did you find him?"

"I believe so." He looked happy. He had been searching a very long time for his old friend, as I had been searching for his sister, my friend.

"You rest. I will be back soon, to check on you. Good luck."

"You too, my friend." Dumon nodded, turned, and disappeared from the window. And once again I was alone.

At least I have my memories back.

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