( Y/n)'s P.O.V
It was one of those times where the city was dull. Well, Irene wasn't there after all. Nobody knew where she went. But I did. She was my sister after all. "Oh please (Y/n), tell us where she is" they would say. As much as I wanted to tell them, I knew I couldn't. Irene said so. As much as I hated my sister for what she did, I still loved her all the same. But what else was I supposed to say to them? It's not like I could tell the village: "Um... Irene put herself in a deep slumber because she thinks that her life is messed up." And expect them to believe me at the least. And it sickened, me the fact that Irene had never told anybody that we shared a relic. She could do anything I could do with her magiks. *Sigh*. Welp, I guess that's what happens when you're a 'fame sucker.'
It's been over 400 years now. And I know it's time to find Irene. So say bye to my mother for me. And condolences to my father; and don't tell the future: The Legends of Irene.
A/N: Hey guys it's Aliya! This is my first book so please show all the support you can. Feel free to point out any misspelled words or punctuation- less sentences. I am not one to get overly upset. I get it, we all want to read a book with good grammar so we can understand the plot. Even though everyone makes mistakes, please don't hate; it hurts others. Anyways, please make sure to comment on, and tag this story. For future reference, I will make sure to put the key on top of the next chapter just in case. You will also notice that I like to make puns, jokes, and fake sayings, ( sometimes real ones but, I highly doubt it). Gah! I keep rambling. I hope you enjoy this story and like I "always say": 'Be you, be kind, and save me some food'... Jk bros.
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Legends of Irene (Garroth x Reader) | Aphmau Fanfiction| UNDER IMMENSE EDITING
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