"The dragon thinks he has overpowered the knight, but the knight has a secret trick up his sleeve; he has 2 swords!" I dramatically narrated as I pretended to take a "sword" out of my pocket.
Konju rolled his eyes, "The dragon can only laugh at the knight. 'How foolish of you! You think that such a tiny sword can defeat ME?' "
I grinned, " 'What makes you think that this is a normal sword?' the knight declares while throwing the sword into the air, causing it to turn into a flaming sword. He jumps up and catches it in mid air before he stabs the dragon, effectively killing it."
"The princess rushes over to the knight and says, 'Thank you soN much, Mister Knight!' "Konju tried to imitate a girl's voice, but failed at it, causing me to snicker.
"Oh, shut up, Aruke," he playfully pouted. "You're WAY better at doing girl roles than I am. I mean, you have a girly voice."
I smirked, "Well, blame yourself for wanting to take the girl role."
"You made me!"
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"Says the one who got himself injured while fighting the Dark Balancers," I pointed out while crossing my arms in mock-protest.
"Oh, come on!" Konju groaned. "Will you keep on reminding me of that?"
I shrugged, "Depends."
"All right, then. Aruke, you take the girl part."
I sighed, "Fine, fine." I coughed for a while before my girly voice popped up, "'Thank you so much, Mister Knight! I owe you!'"
Konju grinned, " 'It's all in a day's work, Madame.' the knight replies before he takes her back to the palace, where they celebrate her safe return. The knight then left at midnight, saying that his job was done."
"The end. Wow, that was a great story!" I smiled as I stretched out.
It was a Sunday at the treehouse HQ, and we had discovered our shared interests in roleplaying. Since it was my first time doing roleplays with someone other than my mom, Konju had allowed me to do some practice for a while before we began the real deal. It was during that time that he had discovered that I specialised at doing girl roles, which impressed him.
"You know, you're really good, Aruke. Have you considered becoming an actor?"
I shook my head, "I'm not a fan of the spotlight, so you can count me out."
"Ah...." Konju nodded in understanding. "I see. Don't worry, Aruke. I won't force you."
"Thanks," I smiled.
"No problem," he grinned back in response.
"But anyway, why did you call me here?" I asked him.
He immediately got serious, "I found a book about Fate Changers. It may show us some clues on how to find our current Fate Changer, whoever it is."
"All right," I nodded.
Konju then took out a book and opened it up to a bookmarked page. I leaned in forward to look at it.
"Normally, most Fate Changers are unaware of their status due to there never being a Fate Changer who gave birth to another Fate Changer. It is one of the few mysteries about it. However, they begin showing signs of their status as they grow older, beginning from 7 years old. Each sympton can differ from generation to generation, but the main characteristics are the ability to talk to animals, plants or non-living things, has a deep interest in literature, and has an sensitive heart," I read it aloud, my eyes widening in shock as I saw the symptons.
W-Why do these symptons match me?...
Then, my eyes caught the paragraph after that. Curious, I read that paragraph aloud.
It shocked me very much.
"However, there is a special type of Fate Changer who can have all the symptons above. That kind of Fate Changer is called the Mood Changer, and can be characterized further by their eyes changing colour according to their moods, and has mood swings between depressed and happy."
My jaw dropped.
W-What?!
Konju's eyes were filled with shock and disbelief as he looked at me.
It took a long while before I broke the ice with my sentence.
"I-I'm .... I-I'm the Fate Changer?..."
As if on cue, a BOOM! was heard from the town center, before Hieru's voice echoed, "Kin Aruke, Konju Rudi, come to the town center in 2 hours before your family gets it."
Konju and I froze. Hieru?!
And then, we could hear, to our horror, our parents' terrified voices as they pleaded for our freedom.
".... We're going Konju," Determination flowing through my eyes, I got up, pocketing the Fluctuation Artefact into my jacket.
"Took the words out of my mouth, Aruke," Konju got up as well.
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Book Writing
Adventure"You can't change time." Those were the words that 14-year-old Kin Aruke believed in based on time travel. Sure, he wasn't all the special, living in Yukon, Canada despite being half-American, half-Japanese, but he had always been the kind to not l...
