A Spark

Thirty Remember too much

Fallacy P.o.v 

it has been three weeks. Encres' memories haven't returned yet however we found the artifact that erased her memories but her idiotic and overprotective brother for some reason refuse to let us use it. I rubbed my head in frustration. Something has really been bothering me how could that idiot make Encre take control when her soul was under attack and Dulcalin died a bit to easy compared to what the stories say. I walked out of my room down to the library. I took a random book and realized that it was a description of artifacts. I flipped through the pages until one caught my attention. A belt looking exactly like the belt the idiot wore. 

Identity belt

This artifact has the ability to change the owners appears and make an exact clone of the owner. The belt also copies the ability of the person they want to look alike.

Owner Dulcalin Canak

I drooped the book and rushed out hopefully I can save Encre.

Encre P.o.v

I looked at the person that people said was my Brother. They stood with some kind of crystal and said that once they activated would I get all my memories back but should I trust them or not? I looked at them as one named Eterna Activated the crystal. I felt something in my mind. I remembered them all. I looked at them hugging Eterna and Crystal telling them I remembered them. I looked at my brother but wait My brother died. I summoned my base paint brush and held it to his throat while holding him so he can't escape.

"Who are you and why did you try to take the form of someone that's dead?" I asked my brush dripping with black paint.

"Encre calm down I know that you're a Spark and Sparks don't die," Eterna said

"That's true but my brother was not a Spark. He was adopted, and He wasn't my brother," I said Shocking everyone there, including the fake Peinture. He laughed before getting away from my grip. He took off his belt and now looked like the person he was Dulcalin. I looked at him before I remembered more than when my real brother was alive. I... remembered... to... much. I looked at my hand I could tell by the look on their faces that my face was dark. I remembered my real age I remembered that it's impossible for a spark to die unless there is a child in the family. I remembered the things everyone in my family wanted me to do. I remembered everything the mortals wanted me to do.

"You're all the same," I said walking towards him.

"Wanting to have everything but don't wanna work to get it and therefore have nothing," I walked slow my shadow looking like a crying and begging girl. I looked at him with no emotions in my eye.

"those of you who work to get what you want eighter gets killed in the proses or die right after letting the children to either take over the work or finish it, and they just destroy it and start all over," I said. now having two shadows one holding Dulcalin in the air by his shadow while the other kept on begging. 

"However no one notices unless they have lived more than 200 years," Dulcalin slowly choked. I stood right in front of him.

No one P.o.v

Fallacy stood and looked at Encre just as shocked as everyone else. Her shadows showed too much of her past you could see it in the shadows' eyes. her face was covered but a shadow indicating that she had three shadows. Hopefully, she doesn't kill the innocent people.