You trudged upstairs with your bookbag hanging over your shoulder. The school was finally over and done with, at least for now.
You sighed as you threw your bag down on the floor. If only things weren't so complicated... You shook it off and looked in the mirror to check your hair. The feathers you had weaved into the strands were still intact.
You smiled and laid down on your bed, covering your eyes with your arm.
You closed your eyes tighter as you felt a glint of light in them. You removed your arm and saw it was coming from a gold band on your left ring finger.
Your eyes softened as you stared at the simple band. You knew it was on your wedding ring finger, but for some reason, you couldn't take it off.
It's not as if it was glued to you literally. It was more figuratively. If you took it off, you'd feel empty. You didn't understand, but you always refused to take it off when people asked about it.
You sat up and brought it closer to you to inspect it and as you turned it, it said the same engraving as it always had since the ten years you found it. Forever mine. It was endearing, but the weird part was, you didn't know where it came from or who it come from.
It just showed up in the dusty parts of your room and you felt something towards it. So, you began to wear it everywhere.
You smiled and pressed a small kiss to the engraving.
You laid back down and put in your headphones to relax with some music. As your finger hovered over the play button, a faded image came.
It was of someone's fingers ghosting over piano keys. The same image that came every time you played this song. You never knew what it meant, maybe it was your future, someone's past, or a past life you had once.
You shrugged and played the song. As the song's music started a scene came.
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"My king, my king!"
"You are finally uniting the world. Thanks to your great deeds... The day we were eagerly waiting is finally..."
"Don't cry like that Amon you old geezer! Old men are easily moved to tears!"
From behind the group, a girl with light blue hair and purple eyes began to giggle. She was wearing a white corset-like top, at the top of her chest blue outlined it, bell sleeves that started halfway up her forearm and ended at her hand with little blue ruffles under it, white waist cape flowed from behind the white skirt with blue ruffles under the skirt.
"I really can't believe it. So many different species... Have about their pasts and entrusted themselves to you, a single great vessel..."
The same girl smiled at the thought of how far everyone had come, the train of thought was interrupted as her gaze shifted to someone blushing while staring at a man, the blush was soon replaced with an expression of sorrow.
"Huh... You cheater~."
"Just give up!"
"He's right, just fall in love with me!"
The blue-haired girl patted her on the head for comfort. She frowned and walked over to the man, once she was close enough she bonked him on the head with her staff.
"Ow! What was that for, Aoide?!"
"For being a womanizer and breaking Leraje's heart!"
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"Aoide, go out with me."
The same blue-haired girl rose a brow, but then rolled her eyes. She got up and put down the book that she was reading.
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The Forgotten One
FanfictionCOMPLETED The story of King Solomon and the 72 divine staves was always the same, but like always history wasn't recorded correctly. But one divine stave was missing, the 73rd stave. (Focalor x Reader)